Chapter Sixty-Seven: The magical taste is mixed, but it's even better to put braised pork

Shopkeeper Liu smiled awkwardly and didn't step forward: Is this really edible, will it seem that he is not responsible if he refuses now?

Grandma Song also hesitated, everyone didn't dare to eat, Fubao would definitely be sad, she was her own grandmother, she didn't cooperate, would others laugh at her Fubao even more?

But eat ...... She's scared too!

Song Fubao smiled, handed the plate to the two of them again, and pretended to be naΓ―ve, "What's the matter, Grandpa Liu, grandma, you won't be afraid of eating a dish, right?" ”

People have a natural fear of new things, especially things that smell dangerous as soon as they smell them.

Grandma Song doesn't care about this sentence, she is a rural village woman, but she is afraid of eating a dish, what's wrong, but Shopkeeper Liu can't hold her breath.

In this town, and even in the county, he can be regarded as a dignified person, how can he spread it out for fear of tasting a dish.

So he pulled Li Xiaoer and stepped forward, "Let's try it together, don't say that I don't have a good thing to be an uncle here without you, and the others also pick up the chopsticks, ready to try it and give Fubao a little advice." ”

Li Xiaoer: ......

I thank you, I can't say this if it's not my uncle.

Everyone was frightened, but they had to pick up the chopsticks and wait, but everyone's eyes stayed on Li Xiaoer, and motioned for him to try it first.

Li Xiaoer: ......

They are really brothers.

"I'll do it first!" Grandma Song took a deep breath, squeezed forward, picked up a small piece of tofu with chopsticks and stuffed it directly into her mouth, and swallowed it directly as if she was escaping.

The hot, spicy, salty and fragrant taste passed by, which provoked Grandma Song, what kind of taste was it just now, so strange.

So she took another piece of tofu into her mouth and tasted it carefully, and the spicy taste quickly hit her mind, straight to the Tianling Gai, as if she was going to overturn her Tianling Gai.

Slightly sore tongue too?

It seems to feel like this, but it seems to be a little comfortable...... She sighed, doubtful aftertaste, feeling this new experience of life.

The others scratched their hearts and wanted to know what was going on, but Grandma Song ate a few bites in a row without saying half a word, but she kept eating, and the few people in the front row who couldn't bear to be curious moved their chopsticks one after another.

This food is incredible, and everyone experiences the New World.

When you are young, one after another, huh? Well! Uh-huh!! The sound of whirring and other sounds is all over the big kitchen.

"This taste is amazing, I've never tasted it, it's so delicious? No, it's delicious and unpalatable, but I still want to eat it. ”

"I haven't tasted it either, my tongue is good, it hurts, what kind of taste is this, I didn't think it was quite suitable to be made with tofu, but if I eat it, it will hurt my tongue."

"It hurts, woo woo, it's not very delicious, Fubao, you're too rushed, I can't stand it, I really can't stand it."

……

After all the people tasted it, they had mixed reviews, but Shopkeeper Liu secretly saw the business opportunity, which was a new thing, so everyone's acceptance was different.

But even those who say they can't stand it and can't eat it will continue to try, repeatedly unable to control themselves, and there are only a few people who really don't like it.

Then the business of this dish can be done.

Everyone's reaction was also expected by Song Fubao, she made a slight spicy in the Sichuan and Shu regions, and everyone could accept quite a lot, which showed that there was a problem.

"Grandpa Liu, this taste is called spicy, and if you add tofu, it's called mapo tofu, mapo sounds suitable for this taste, and the spiciness of this dish can be adjusted, I put five chili peppers in this dish, you can also add or reduce."

Song Fubao hurriedly told his arrangement.

Shopkeeper Liu was a little puzzled, why is this called chili pepper called mapo tofu, shouldn't it be called spicy pop tofu?

But this is all a trivial matter, there is no need to worry about it, so he nodded and agreed, "Okay, I know, but it will take some time for everyone to accept it, of course, I will do this matter, and you are still responsible for teaching the cooks." ”

"Good!" Song Fubao agreed, and took the cook selected by Shopkeeper Liu into the small kitchen, and when he grabbed the chili peppers again, he found that there were shriveled chili peppers at the bottom of the vegetable basket, so Song Fubao directly used the dried chili peppers.

This time, the effect is more fragrant.

So because of this "sudden discovery", the recipe was changed to dried chili peppers to make mapo tofu, and as for the chili peppers, Song Fubao also brought five or six back, and now that he has this thing, of course, he put it in the lo-mei to enhance the flavor.

Got two taels of silver and two hundred wen again, and when the shopkeeper Liu sent the two of his ancestors and grandsons out, he suddenly remembered a game in the Tianxianglou branch of the county seat, and stopped the two again.

"Aunt Song, Fu Bao, I still have one thing to ask for, that is, the delicate dish like the silver sprouts of the fire buds, but the difficulty is a little lower, and the shredded meat has not been worn into the bean sprouts until now."

Shopkeeper Liu is a little weak-hearted, he has so many cooks, but he has not succeeded, what a shame!

But this difficulty is really good for those who are vain...... Phew, rich guests invite guests to dinner, and if they have noodles, they will be rich!