After taking out two pieces of the finished bean curd and putting them on the plate, and serving himself a bowl of white porridge, Zou Ming began to prepare to enjoy his breakfast. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Using chopsticks to pick up a small piece of bean curd and putting it in his mouth, Zou Ming couldn't help but widen his eyes, it was delicious! It's so delicious, this bean curd doesn't have the salty feeling of being bought in the supermarket, but it has the unique flavor of bean curd, and you won't feel like you can eat it even after several bites.

"I always thought that the feeling of bean curd that was too salty and made people want to eat two bites of rice was the selling point, but I didn't expect that such a moderately flavored bean curd was the most delicious!"

Soon, two pieces of bean curd and a bowl of white porridge entered Zou Ming's stomach, and then he opened another jar, which was his own pickled gourd, as for the altar of the little stove god that controlled his body to pickle, the teaching version of the pickled gourd had already been eaten by him, because the pickled gourd only needed to be pickled for one day, unlike the fermented bean curd, which took more than a week and so long.

The raw material of pickled melon is cucumber, and then add dark soy sauce, light soy sauce, garlic, ginger and sugar and so on to taste, generally speaking, how much seasoning to add is according to personal taste, but the little stove god said that the amount he added is the absolute golden ratio, so let Zou Ming do it.

A few days ago, Zou Ming had actually pickled several jars of pickled melons, and the taste was very good, but he always felt a little worse than the pickled melons made by the little stove god controlling his body.

"I put a little more soy sauce and sugar this time, so it should taste better." Zou Ming muttered as he picked up a pickle melon and put it on top of the bowl of white porridge that had just been served.

"Well, the color is similar to the altar made by the little stove god." Zou Ming observed the color of the pickled melon and then picked it up with chopsticks and put it in his mouth.

The crunchy texture got off to a good start, and then a delicious taste exploded in Zou Ming's mouth, making him immediately chew on it.

I didn't think that putting a little sugar and dark soy sauce could make the taste so much better, although this time it was still not as good as the little stove god's making, but it was also quite delicious. Zou Ming thought while eating, and soon a pickled melon entered his stomach.

"Now you can take it out and sell it with confidence." Zou Ming nodded with satisfaction.

After tidying up the kitchen a little, Zou Ming walked to the back door, and just took out a large bag of newly bought cat food, a group of cats surrounded him from all directions.

"There's a snack today." Zou Ming took out several boxes of canned cat food from an iron box outside the door, causing a group of cats to "meow" and scream.

This week's turnover is very good, and Zou Ming will naturally not forget this group of little guys while eating well.

When the group of little guys finished spoiling and eating hard, Zou Ming returned to the store and changed his clothes, so as not to bring cat hair into the kitchen.

When he opened the door of the store, Zou Ming was surprised to find that the old man who said he was going to eat pickled melon and fermented bean curd was already waiting at the door, which made Zou Ming look back at the clock on the wall and find that it was only five o'clock in the morning.

"Old man, you're really early, come in and sit, it's cold outside." Zou Ming hurriedly welcomed the old man into the store.

"I'm just a mouthful of fermented bean curd and pickled melon, so when I think of being able to eat good food at your place today, I can't control my legs, I don't bother the boss, if it's not time to open the door, I'll go outside and walk around twice." The old man smiled when he walked into the store.

"Don't bother, I'm going to open the door early today." Zou Ming put a cup of hot water in front of the old man and continued, "You sit down for a while, and I'll go and bring you the pickled melon and fermented bean curd immediately." ”

"Hey, I'm sure you'll be right, boss." The old man nodded on crutches.

Soon, a bowl of hot white porridge and a stack of pickled gourd bean curd were brought out by Zou Ming, and the old man looked at the two pieces of bean curd and two pickled gourds on the plate and suddenly moved his index fingers, "I know that it must taste good by looking at the appearance." ”

"I hope to have your taste with the old man." Zou Ming smiled and put the plate down.

The old man nodded to Zou Ming, then rolled up his sleeves and took the chopsticks and took a small piece of bean curd and sent it to his mouth, but the hand that subconsciously wanted to serve the porridge bowl stopped, but squinted and tasted it.

"It's delicious, it's delicious, the boss is so capable." The old man smacked his mouth a few times and gave Zou Ming a thumbs up.

"Thank you for the compliment." Zou Ming smiled and nodded.

Then the old man directly picked up the small plate and tasted the fermented bean curd one by one, and the expression on his face looked very happy, as if he had fallen into some kind of good memory.

It didn't take long for Liu Wei's group to run over, and Ah Wei, who took the lead, shouted as he came in: "Boss, your store opened early enough today." ”

"Good morning, you're here early." Zou Ming, who was standing at the bar, greeted them.

"I had to go to the company early today, and on the way here, I was afraid that the boss didn't open the door so early." After speaking, Ah Wei glanced at the old man who was tasting the pickled gourd bean curd, and then turned around and said: "Pickled gourd bean curd with white porridge, superb!" ”

"Boss, bring us four bowls of white porridge and four servings of pickled melon bean curd." Liu Wei stretched out his hand and made a gesture of four to Zou Ming.

"Okay, wait a minute." Zou Ming nodded.

As soon as the four of them sat down, Ah Wei immediately whispered: "Xu Tianyi, look at the old man's expression, the happiness index is simply off the charts." ”

"yes, it's like eating a little master dish." The young man in the white shirt who was called immediately agreed.

"This description is full marks, and it is indeed that kind of expression." Ah Wei gave a thumbs up.

"What you said, I really want the boss to make a giant panda mapo tofu to eat." Shu Lan also interjected.

"I want to eat cosmic roasted wheat." Ah Wei made a decision after thinking about it carefully.

"Then I'll have a Shenglong dumpling." Liu Wei, who was looking at his mobile phone, couldn't help but speak.

"Huh? Boss, you were also a little master in your childhood? Xu Tianyi looked at Liu Wei in surprise.

"Why, do I look that old?" Liu Wei glanced at Xu Tianyi.

"No, no, it's just a bit of a surprise......"

At the moment when Xu Tianyi was extremely embarrassed, Zou Ming came over in time with a small plate of white porridge and pickled gourd bean curd.

"The boss is really good at plating." When she saw the pickled gourd and bean curd small plate, Shu Lan praised it, obviously it was just two pickles and two pieces of bean curd, but Zou Ming put on a pastoral beauty.

"Whatever you want." Zou Ming smiled modestly.

In fact, this plating was also taught by the little Stove God, and emphasized that he should study hard. Since ancient times, the dishes have always been particular about color, flavor and flavor, and the color is in the first place is also worthy of the name, after all, if it is a black thing placed there, you will definitely not be interested in tasting it.

When Zou Ming turned around and left, the four of them first took a sip of white porridge, in such a cold weather, a mouthful of hot white porridge was warm and heartwarming.

Then Ah Wei first picked up the chopsticks, took a pickled melon, put it in his mouth, and took a bite.