"Boss Chen, you're not right, how can I say that I'm also a regular customer, how can you mock me like this? This dish is too much different from what I ate in the morning, do you find someone to cook it for you? The Chinese fat man said to Chen Tian a little angrily.

And Chen Tian, who was originally full of expectation and confidence on his face, was stunned when he heard these words, his own dish was much worse than that of Ye Shui on the other side? Her body trembled subconsciously, and then said with some annoyance, "You...... What do you mean by that? What's wrong with this dish? ”

The Chinese fat man also understood that what he said seemed to be a bit excessive, so he calmed down and continued: "The tofu I ate at the Chen Family Hotel opposite this morning is not like this, it feels much better than this, Chen Jiao told me that it was your newly developed method, what seasoning did you put in...... Oh, by the way, it's peppercorns, the whole dish has a bit of numb taste, it tastes numb and spicy but it is particularly delicious, in addition to hemp, the garlic sprouts inside are also a major feature, it looks like raw, but it is fried in the mouth, it's really amazing...... Why, didn't you make that dish? ”

Chen Tian shook his head with a little pale: "It's not ......"

"It's weird, the whole Chinatown makes tofu better than you, is there anyone else?" The Chinese ∑ fat man continued to ask with a strange expression.

Chen Tian didn't speak, but her face seemed to be even more ugly, she has always been the first person in Chinatown to make tofu, and now that Ye Chui is here, someone actually said that he is even more delicious than the tofu he made?

This made Chen Tian feel that his authority had been violated!

She immediately went on to the other side in a rage.

The Chinese fat man seemed to realize something, and quickly put down the spoon in his hand and followed out.

Angel followed.

When the three of them came to the Chen Family Hotel opposite, because it was night, there were already many people dining in the small hall, and in addition to the Chen family tofu (mapo tofu), there were even some dishes sold in the Chen Family Hotel - Ye Chui was cooking here to replace the Chen Family Hotel opposite, so if there were guests ordering other dishes, Ye Chui naturally had to do it. As for the dishes in the Chen Family Restaurant, Ye Chui naturally has no difficulty.

When Chen Tian walked into the hotel, several guests were complimenting the waiter with a happy face.

"This dish is really good, it's even better than what I've eaten before, tell your boss that his sister's food has been getting better and better recently."

"I've eaten this Chen family tofu many times before, and I'm very familiar with it, but today it's the first time I've eaten this dish, and the newly added condiment called Sichuan peppercorns, although it feels very strange when I first eat it. But after getting acquainted with it, I can't stop it, this pepper is really magical. ”

"Yes, that's good."

Most of these guests are Chinese, but some are native-born.

Listening to these conversations, the expression on Chen Tian's face became even worse, and she yelled: "Chen Jiao, you get out of here!" ”

"It's coming, it's coming." Tofu Xishi's voice was indescribably loud, Chen Jiao hurriedly came out of the back of the hotel, and when he saw Chen Tian, he paused slightly. Then he greeted him with a shy smile, "Sister, why are you here, aren't you busy with the business of this point restaurant." Come on, please be seated. ”

Saying this, Chen Jiao pulled out a chair next to Chen Tian.

As a result, Chen Tian kicked the chair away: "Don't give me this set, what do you mean?" ”

"What do you mean, sister, why don't I understand what you say." Chen Jiao said with a confused face.

"Don't pretend, let Ye Chui make me another plate of tofu to taste!" Chen Tian seemed to have calmed down a bit. She sat down on a stool next to her, and said with an annoyed face, "The bully is bullying the old lady." I want to see how delicious his tofu is! ”

"Sister, don't ...... like this" Chen Jiao also tried to persuade his sister to something.

But as a result, Chen Tian's eyes widened, and Chen Jiao's next words were swallowed back: "Okay, okay, then sister, don't regret it, the tofu made by Master Ye Chui is really speechless." ”

After saying a few words, seeing that Chen Tian's face became more and more gloomy, Chen Jiao hurriedly ran to the back of the hotel, the Chinese fat man had already found a place to sit down at this time, and hurriedly shouted in the back: "Don't forget to have my share." ”

Chen Tian killed the hotel, Ye Trai already knew, Han Yuyan was outside the hotel lobby at the time, and saw the situation just now, and without waiting for Chen Jiao to find Ye Trai, she ran to the kitchen first to report to Ye Trai what had just happened, Ye Trai was cooking in the kitchen, Li Xiuyun and Tang Shanshan, who rushed over this afternoon, were helping out, hearing Han Yuyan's report, Ye Trai laughed: "Came so soon?" That's just right. ”

Chen Jiao hurriedly walked in: "Two portions of mapo tofu, Master Ye Chui, I see that my sister is really hot this time, I want to taste what your mapo tofu tastes like, you hurry up and make it." ”

"Wait a while, two portions of mapo tofu will be ready soon." Ye Chui was not in a hurry, and said with a smile.

After a while, two plates of steaming mapo tofu were already freshly cooked, and Ye Chui personally walked out of the kitchen with two plates of mapo tofu and came to the lobby of the hotel.

Chen Tianzheng was sitting on the stool sulking, and when he saw Ye Chui coming in, he snorted coldly, as for the Chinese fat man sitting on one side, his eyes were very sharp, and he stood up with a smile on his face and helped Ye Chui bring a plate of mapo tofu to his face, and couldn't wait to enjoy it, Ye Chui put the other side in front of Chen Tian: "Master Chen, please taste this dish, how about it, how about your Chen family tofu." ”

"It's been a long time since I've met someone in Chinatown who challenged my Chen family tofu!" Chen Tian said with a cold face.

"You're wrong, this is not Chen's tofu I made, this is called mapo tofu." Ye Chui corrected with a smile, "This dish originated from your Chen family, and its original name was mapo tofu, and the name of the Chen family tofu was the name that your family used after they came to Chinatown, as for why the name was changed, I think I can guess some reasons." ”

"What is the reason?"

"You'll know if you eat it."

Ye Chui continued to say with a smile, picked up the vegetable spoon and handed it to Chen Tian in person.

Chen Tian snorted again and picked up the spoon, scooped up a spoonful of tofu with the soup with an impatient face, and looked carefully, she was in a very angry mood now, but in addition to being angry, there was some nervousness, Chen's tofu dish is her specialty dish, in this dish, I am afraid that there is no one in the world who can compare, she doesn't believe that anyone can win herself on this dish, she has also met people who have come to challenge before, but no one can make her so delicious mapo tofu, but today is different, The previous evaluation of the Chinese fat man and the conversation of everyone in the lobby of this hotel have told her a lot of things, and the dishes made by Ye Chui may be ...... Is it really more delicious than yourself?

With this apprehension, Chen Tian put a spoonful of tofu into his mouth.

Spicy, soupy, fragrant, tender, fresh......

As a connoisseur of this dish, Chen Tian first tasted these flavors, which stimulated her tongue and tongue, and was the most familiar, but in terms of these flavors, this dish was no worse than hers, but not long after this feeling of enjoyment appeared, another flavor appeared unexpectedly.

Hemp.

The tongue was very sensitive to this taste, and the numb sensation quickly broke out of the encirclement surrounded by several other flavors, landed on her taste nerves, and took the lead in an instant.

Eating this dish, Chen Tian came to eat it with a sense of pickiness, so the moment this strange taste appeared, she immediately had to spit out the things in her mouth, judging how unqualified Ye Chui's dish was, but suddenly, she was caught off guard and stunned.

"This taste ......"

Her eyes widened suddenly.

A long, long time ago, before his father passed away, he had to practice making the dish of Chen family tofu every day for the family's chef's sign, and he had to give it to Chen Tianlai to eat after each time.

At that time, Chen Tiancai was eight years old, and he didn't hate this dish made by his father, but he definitely didn't like it, especially a certain taste, which made her feel very painful every time she ate it.

As she tried the dishes again and again, she developed a great disgust for the taste.

But suddenly, her father died of illness like that, and no one was still very persistent in making that tofu dish despite his poor craftsmanship, so she suddenly began to miss the taste.

Especially the kind of dish that she hates.

Even gradually, she began to feel that the taste was actually not annoying, that somewhat strange taste was actually so refreshing, but she could never taste that taste anymore.

She struggled to recall some of the cooking tips her father had taught her, and she made this dish again and again, and she made this dish a representative dish of Chinatown, and she made this dish one of the most recognizable, but ...... The taste of memory never came back again.

Her father's craftsmanship was not as good, not even as good as hers, and the dish of Chen's tofu had never shined with such brilliance in his hands, but what she remembered most was the taste of the dish made in her father's hands, the strange taste that was once disgusted and now recalled.

What exactly is that smell?

Eating the mapo tofu of Ye Hang, she suddenly remembered.

That's what it tastes like.

It's this numb feeling.

It's annoying, but there is a strange feeling of coolness, and with the taste of spicy, it seems to be able to greatly stimulate the secretion of adrenaline, and feel the preciousness and beauty of food.

"Sichuan pepper ......" she thought of what the Chinese fat man had said, and muttered in her mouth, "It turns out that the taste in my memory is Sichuan pepper." (To be continued, please search, the novel is better and faster!)

ps:The chapter numbers of the first two chapters are written wrong.,So this is chapter 401~~~~~ this is the fourth update.,There will be three more every day in the next few days~~~~ So I ask for a recommendation and ask for a monthly pass ~~~~~~~