This month's dish was originally not a tofu.

After Song Liangxing's grandfather's apprentice Wei Shen was poached by Shixianglou, Song's restaurant couldn't make authentic taste of first-class tofu, even if the Song family's father and son had been studying hard for so many years, because Anqiu people knew that the chef went to Shixianglou, Song's authentic signboard couldn't stand up anyway.

Cui Zhi came back from a later generation, even if she has eaten thousands of delicious foods, she can't think she can guide authentic Confucian cuisine.

She took out the mapo tofu and prepared to open the market this time. Mapo tofu is not difficult, Song Liangxing is doing well, Cui Zhi has rested early to drink tea. Just seeing Wei Ming come back with a thoughtful face, she wondered, "Is something wrong?" ”

Wei Ming motioned for her to sit down, "I just saw Duan Wanquan, talking to Liu Si, the accountant of Shixiang Building, in the streets and alleys. ”

As soon as his voice fell, Cui Zhi immediately raised his eyebrows, "What to do?" Is he going to eat inside and out? No wonder I was asked what I was going to cook...... Anyway, Shixianglou will find someone and find him! ”

Cui Zhi's reaction was a normal reaction, but Wei Ming told her to calm down and listen to him finish speaking.

"You're wrong, Duan Wanquan didn't eat inside and out."

Cui Zhi was even more surprised, "Then why did he meet with the account office of Shixianglou?" ”

Wei Ming refilled her cup to calm her down, and then said what she had heard at the entrance of the alley.

Originally, Wei Ming had no intention of listening to people's corners, but he glanced at Duan Wanquan a few times, and when he saw that the account room said a word, Duan Wanquan shook his head, although he had a polite smile on his face, he always shook his head and didn't answer anything.

Wei Ming asked for a bowl of tea and sat in the tea shed, and then he heard the conversation between the account room and Duan Wanquan.

"You know our Shixianglou, it is the Shixianglou of Qingzhou Mansion, backed by the Wu family of the Qingzhou clan, the Song family is just fluttering twice in front of them, and it will collapse sooner or later, if you get their "God of Food" in advance, our shopkeeper will not treat you badly! You are a tooth man, and you have the best idea in your heart! ”

Liu Si, the account room, was obviously dissatisfied with Duan Wanquan's attitude, and added in a weird way, "If you wait until the Song family collapses before you regret it, don't blame Shixianglou for not giving you a chance!" ”

Liu Si said all the bad words, Duan Wanquan just shook his head and accused: "Mr. Liu, I don't talk to you in secret. Then "The Ascension of the God of Food" is really unavailable, don't embarrass me. ”

"Then you can't get the manuscript, and you know what they cook the night in advance, right?!"

Duan Wanquan still shook his head, "We are tooth people, and we are not meticulous, don't embarrass me." ”

"Huh? I said you kid, do you really want to wait until the Song family collapses before you regret it? ”

Duan Wanquan laughed out loud, "How did Mr. Liu know that the Song clan would collapse?" He said: "The Song clan will not collapse easily, and it is useless for Shixianglou to get the recipe." Song's is not selling vegetables. ”

"What's not a dish?" Liu Si was inexplicable.

"It's an idea."

After Duan Wanquan finished speaking, he arched his hand with Liu Si, "Since Wanquan has followed the Song family, it is not good to go to the next house." Tooth people naturally have to be clear-eyed and bright-hearted, but they must also be honest. Otherwise, who is looking for us? ”

......

Wei Ming transferred these words to Cui Zhi as they were, and Cui Zhi was stunned.

"I really didn't expect him to have such insight!" Cui Zhi was stunned and said, "I really want to look at him." ”

Wei Ming said, "Duan Wanquan has this insight, and he never makes mistakes in human relations on weekdays, and he is a good hand at doing business, don't miss it." ”

Cui Zhi nodded thoughtfully, and called Song Liangxing over after a while, "Change the dishes this time." ”

"Change dishes? Didn't you order that mapo tofu? Song Liangxing didn't understand, "Master Xiaoqi, there are a lot of tofu in the store, if you change the dishes on the side, I'm afraid the tofu will be spoiled." ”

"Then use tofu!" Cui Zhi beckoned and asked Song Liangxing to stretch his head over, "How about changing to a product of tofu?" ”

"A product of tofu?" Song Liangxing's face fell, "Master Xiaoqi, I'm afraid that what I do can't do, it's not authentic, and it's far worse than Wei Shen." ”

Cui Zhi pulled him into the stove room and broke a small piece of the white tender tofu in the basin and put it in his mouth.

"Don't be afraid, we don't compare him with the authentic, only with him, whether it tastes good or not."

*

The god of food picked up his grandmother's fried jelly beans and began a journey of food exploration, he went to a small town and asked the townspeople what local specialties and delicacies were available. The townspeople replied no, "We locals love to eat Yipin Tofu." ”

"Yipin tofu, isn't it a Confucian dish? Your town is 108,000 miles away from the Confucian Mansion, where can you find authentic first-class tofu? ”

People in the town said: "We don't know what authentic Yipin Tofu tastes like, but the Yipin Tofu in our town is the best Yipin Tofu." ”

The god of food is strange, follow the townspeople to find the best tofu, and finally in the inconspicuous alley, I saw a pair of brothers and sisters, the younger sister is a blind girl, the elder brother was born lame, the brother and sister can't go anywhere, and they have been making tofu in this alley for more than ten years. My sister ordered tofu, and my brother boiled and stewed tofu.

The siblings make tofu with the best ingredients and sell it for the lowest price. The brother and sister only make this dish, for more than ten years, the people in the town at first just take care of the brother and sister's business, but after eating the tofu for a long time, they found that this bite can no longer be lost, the dish may not be authentic enough, but it is a soft and delicate tofu next to it, palatable and refreshing, every time you pass by this alley, you can smell the familiar aroma.

Eating a word is to eat a peace of mind.

The god of food sat quietly in the small restaurant of his brother and sister's house in the alley, scooping up a spoonful of tofu, and the fragrance of beans and marinated incense wafted on the tip of his nose, which was a feeling of peace and security......

On the third day of the story of Yipin Tofu, without the Song family or Gao Xiaosheng saying anything, someone asked the Song family father and son, "Is your Yipin tofu still sold?" Ten years ago, when I just took the county test, I came to your house to eat a taste of tofu, which is really old! ”

"I'm earlier than you, then my mother is still alive, she is the best old man, she has a headache and brain fever, and taking medicine is not as good as eating Song's Yipin tofu, it's been many years......"

The call of the old customer made the Song father and son cry, and the father and son said again and again, and the hall was full of memories about tofu.

The tall and short robes still made Cui Zhi sweat profusely, she took off her exaggerated clothes and gasped, Duan Wanquan prepared tea and waited for her as usual, and when she saw that she had drunk it, she turned around to go to the hall to help.

"Brother Duan, wait." Cui Zhi called him from behind.

Duan Wanquan turned his head unexpectedly and saw Cui Zhi asking him, "Do you know what we are selling?" ”

Duan Wanquan opened his mouth to answer, and then thought for a moment, "What is it?" ”

"It's food!" Duan Wanquan saw her bending her eyes and laughing, and he laughed too, but she said again: "There are still ideas." ”

Duan Wanquan looked at her and was in a trance, "You know everything?" ”

"I know!" Cui Zhi didn't care, she didn't care about the store next to her to grab business with her, what she cared about was whether she was trusting someone she could trust.

"In the final analysis, it is Shixianglou who looks down on the Song family, and this time, I will let the Song family face them off, so that they can understand what we are selling."