The green silk is like a waterfall, and the frost on the wrist is probably like this.

Holding a small piece of black stinky tofu, together with the eyes, there is also the slender soft wattle like snow, one black and one white, but it makes the hand more tender, and I want people to unconsciously wrap that little hand in the palm of the hand.

Move up the white wrist, to the little ink that slipped off the powder blue shirt, and then to the eyes that look at you like crystal grapes, looking at her with anticipation.

Ye Zichuan came back to his senses and sighed lightly in his heart, how could he agree to Meng Wei's words?

If she agreed, would Meng Wei also personally feed Xiao Yuanzi what kind of stinky tofu she would eat like this?

How can that be?

In the past few years, whenever Ye Zichuan faced Meng Wei, he would always be unconsciously attracted to his eyes, and he had a faint guess about his abnormality in his heart, but he didn't want to admit it.

However, no matter what people say, it is impossible for him to watch Meng Wei feed Xiao Yuanzi, this is his exclusive treatment, and no one can replace it!

But thinking of Meng Wei's hopeful face, Ye Zichuan's heart softened, and he couldn't bear to let Meng Wei down.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he wanted to take the string of bamboo skewers, but he didn't want to touch Meng Wei's fingers, although it was only for a moment, but the softness of his palm made him can't help but tremble in his heart.

Pinching the bamboo sticks, the two of them had already staggered their hands, and Fang Cai's touch suddenly lost, which made him feel a little disappointed in his heart.

"How to say this, you also made it yourself, don't be embarrassed Xiaoyuanzi, isn't it just a piece of stinky tofu? Since everyone in your kitchen has eaten it, you are not such a hypocritical person, so you can just taste how it tastes. ”

Endured the taste and tasted it, the frowning brows couldn't help but stretch out, Ye Zichuan looked at the ugly stinky tofu in his hand and was full of surprise: "I didn't expect this stinky tofu to be so delicious, could it be that the master has lost his sense of taste?" ”

Meng Wei listened to it funny: "Little Hou Ye, this is not some stinky tofu, nor is it like those bad and rancid foods, but ordinary tofu, made with some other ingredients, this will not only not harm your health, but also benefit the spleen and stomach, reduce swelling pain, clear heat and dissipate blood, but you should not eat more things, just try it is enough." ”

The reason why so many people think that stinky tofu is unhealthy in modern times is because stinky tofu has several processes such as frying, marinating, and fermentation, and its humidity and temperature requirements are high.

But if she does it herself, she doesn't have to worry about hygiene and oil, and the humidity and temperature are not a problem for her.

"So that's the case, but the name is really appropriate, stinky tofu stinky tofu, crispy but not mushy, delicate but not greasy, the first smell of the smell, the smell of strong fragrance is attractive, with the freshness and refreshing taste of white tofu, and the aroma and crunchy of fried tofu, not bad, it can be used as a snack or hors d'oeuvres."

"That's what the slave and maid mean."

After eating the first one and tasting the crunchy and refreshing taste, Ye Zichuan suddenly felt that the smell was not as unbearable as it was at the beginning

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So, after tasting the second one, Ye Zichuan ate stinky tofu very calmly, ignoring the frightened eyes of Fang Yuan on the side, eating as fragrant as he wanted, without pinching his nose.