"Fang Yu, I found that you are very good at ancient poetry, are you from the Chinese department?" Millie asked curiously.

"No, it's just that I just graduated from high school, so I haven't forgotten some of the things I remembered." Fang Yu said modestly.

He didn't tell a lie, these three poems just now were indeed not cold poems, but if it weren't for the Bai Ze Eye in the Divine Court Palace, he wouldn't have thought of these things so quickly.

"Really?" Millie was a little unconvinced, and wanted to say something more, but as the footsteps came, she was suddenly stunned for a moment, her nose wrinkled, and she showed a look of wonder and disgust.

"What's that? Why does it stink so much. ”

Looking in the direction where the smell came from, I saw the waiter walking up with a plate, which contained the prepared sauce and dozens of yards of neat squares, which were blue-black, and the smell came from above.

"What is this? Why does it stink so much? Millie pinched her nose in disgust.

"Stinky tofu, you've been in China for half a year, haven't you never eaten it?"

"No, it stinks, it stinks!"

"This stinky tofu smells bad but tastes good, and many people like to eat it." Fang Yu said with a smile, and at the same time, he directly pinched a piece of stinky tofu, did not stick to the sauce, and threw it directly into his mouth.

Seeing Fang Yu's expression of enjoyment, Millie's eyes widened exaggeratedly, she really couldn't imagine how anyone would be willing to eat such stinky food.

"Is it delicious?"

"Of course it's delicious, and there's a story about the origin of stinky tofu!" Fang Yu said with a smile.

"Speak quickly, speak quickly." Millie hurriedly urged.

"It is said that during the Kangxi period of the Qing Dynasty, a man named Wang Zhihe opened a tofu workshop on Yanshou Street outside the Qianmen of Beijing. One summer, Wang Zhihe was anxious to marry his son's daughter-in-law and was anxious to use the money, so he asked the whole family to desperately make more tofu. ”

"It's no coincidence that on the day when we did the most, the least number of people came to buy. On a hot day, seeing that the tofu was about to become rancid, Wang Zhihe was very distressed and sweat beads rolled in a hurry. ”

As the saying goes, "Wisdom comes from urgency", and when the beads of sweat flowed into his mouth and gave out a salty taste, it suddenly made him think of salt. With a fluke mentality, he took out the salt shaker, sprinkled some salt on all the tofu, and in order to reduce the rancid taste, he also sprinkled some peppercorn powder and the like, and then put them in the back hall. ”

"After a few days, there was a strange smell wafting through the store, and the whole family was very strange. It was still Wang Zhihe who was clever, he suddenly thought of the moldy tofu, and hurried to the back hall to take a look: Ah, the white tofu has all turned into pieces of green squares! ”

He picked up a piece and put it in his mouth to taste: Scared, I have made tofu all my life, and I have never tasted such a beautiful taste!"

Wang Zhihe was overjoyed, and immediately mobilized his wife and children to move all the Qingfang out of the store to set up stalls and sell them. The stall also hung up a pretense, which read: 'The smelly and fragrant green recipe'. ”

"The people in the city have never seen this kind of tofu, and some of them buy a few pieces back out of curiosity; After tasting it, although they felt that the smell was indecent, the taste was not bad, so they went to buy it again. As a result, it was spread ten, ten, hundreds, and in less than a morning, several drawers of stinky tofu were sold out. ”

The news spread to the palace and aroused the greed of the Empress Dowager Cixi. One day, when she was having dinner in the middle of the night, she suddenly wanted to eat Xiao Wotou stinky tofu, so she immediately sent someone to Wang Zhihe tofu shop to buy green recipes. After the news came out, Wang Zhihe's stinky tofu became famous, and the business became more and more prosperous. ”

Later, many tofu shops followed Wang Zhihe's example and made stinky tofu, but the business was not as good as Wang Zhihe's tofu shop, so they also played the name of "Wang Zhihe" one after another, in order to expand sales channels and make more money. In the past, Beijing was full of "Wang Zhihe tofu shops", which was formed in this way. ”

"So there is such a story!" After listening to Fang Yu's story, Millie's interest was obviously raised, and she carefully picked up a small piece of stinky tofu, hesitated for a long time, and finally couldn't help but throw it into her mouth.

I saw that her eyes suddenly widened: "It's so fragrant, I've never eaten such delicious tofu." ”

"It tastes better with a dip in sauce." Fang Yu reminded on the side.

Millie obediently tried it, and sure enough, it was delicious, and she ate seven or eight pieces in a row, and she was full of praise.

Seeing that her mouth was full of food, looking like a child, Fang Yu couldn't help but smile and said to the waiter, "Please bring us a freshly squeezed juice." ”

Unexpectedly, before the words fell, Millie shouted: "I don't drink juice, I want to drink!" ”

"Drinking?" Fang Yu was a little surprised, you must know that the legal drinking age in the United States is 21 years old, and Millie should not have reached this age.

"In the United States, if I go into a bar and drink at my age, will I be arrested?"

"But this is in China, isn't it?" Millie smiled slyly, "Besides, if we drink less, we won't get drunk." ”

"But ......"

"It's nothing, I'm not afraid of a girl, what else do you have as a good mother-in-law for a big man?"

"Okay, okay, okay, I'm sorry for you." Fang Yu raised his hand and surrendered: "Then what do you want to drink?" ”

"The Red Bar." Millie thought for a moment and said, "Grape wine glow-in-the-dark glass, if you want to drink the pipa, urge immediately." Drunk and lying on the battlefield, Jun Mo smiled, and a few people came back to fight in ancient times. ”

"Hey, you also know poetry?" Fang Yu was a little surprised.

"A little bit, although I don't fully understand the background and technique of this poem, but every time I read it, I feel a wave of unrestrained and fanatical, I think this is the charm of ancient Chinese poetry."

When she said this, Millie's eyes flashed with yearning, which showed that she was interested in Chinese history and culture before, and she was not false.

Originally, Fang Yu and Millie didn't know much about each other, but as time went by, the two gradually became acquainted.

And Fang Yu also found that Millie is not a difficult person to get along with, the little girl is still very cute, but it may be because she grew up abroad, so there are some differences between her thinking mode and the average Chinese, which is not a big problem.

If things continue like this, the two should soon become friends, but an inopportune voice suddenly came from behind: "Yo Yo Yo, look who I have seen." ”

I saw a boy in a fancy casual clothes walking over, and waved his hand at Millie from afar: "Isn't this our beautiful Mi Police Flower?" Why are you in such a mood today, going out to eat alone with others? ”

As he spoke, he glanced at Fang Yu and said in a joking tone: "I have invited you so many times, and you have not given face, but now that you are sitting with this person, are you not afraid that I will be sad?" ”