Red Sleeves patiently explained to her: "Our eldest lady ......"

Qin thought about lifting the curtain and came out: "This sister, how should I call it?" ”

Her cheeks were red from burning, but her eyes were bright.

The young woman was stunned: "You are the lady of the Qin family's restaurant?" "I look younger than her, but my appearance seems to be very ordinary.

Qin Xiangxiang nodded: "Exactly." My sister's surname is Qin, and she is the eldest daughter in the family, and she is called the eldest lady of Qin. ”

Qin thought about being generous, and the young woman also reported to herself: "My surname is Ma, and everyone else calls me Ma Niang." The Majia Tavern in Sweetwater Alley is mine. ”

Ma Niangzi is also a very capable person.

Ma Niangzi rolled up her sleeves again, revealing the golden arm on her hand: "We are not such twisting and pinching people, since we are here to kick the gym, let's get straight to the point and cook directly." ”

Mrs. Wang was a little anxious behind: "Our eldest lady ......"

Qin Xiangxiang raised his hand slightly, stopped Mrs. Wang's words, and the small wine swirled: "Okay." The horse lady let the horse come. ”

Ma Niangzi smiled: "Lady Qin is refreshing. But I think Mrs. Qin is sick, it's better to do this, the dishes we compete will be decided by Mrs. Qin. ”

"Then make a dish of fried tofu. In the past, I heard the hawkers carrying their burdens and selling tofu along the street, but now I should be almost at the waterwheel alley. ”

Ma Niangzi agreed: "Okay, just fry the tofu." She was happy in her heart, she made this fried tofu every day, and Nangong Wenyue ate a fried tofu in her store, and the evaluation was "not unpalatable". She didn't believe it, the fried tofu made by Mrs. Qin could be as delicious as hers.

A serving of fried tofu is only sold for eight cents.

The sound of selling tofu was already close as he spoke, and Uncle Hai called the tofu seller into the door, and Qin wanted to ask Red Sleeves to wrap up all the tofu sold by the tofu.

Ma Niangzi moved neatly, quickly cut the tofu, and slowly fried it in an oil pan.

Qin Xiangxiang adjusted the soup unhurriedly, and told Red Sleeves: "You have to remember, the ingredients for the soup." ”

He even took time out to teach his disciples. Mrs. Qin, she really underestimated her.

Ma Niangzi breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, and swore more and more that she would compare with Mrs. Qin, and then she had an excuse to see Nangong Wenyue again. Ma Niangzi hides an inspirational story in her heart. At the beginning, she was divorced by her ex-husband under the pretext of divorce because of a dispute of words, and her mother's family could not accept her back, so she had to open a tavern in Sweetwater Alley and sell some hot food at the same time. At first, the tavern was not doing well, and she was on fire about it, when her ex-mother-in-law learned that she had opened a tavern and came to humiliate her. She was sad that day, and sat in the tavern to wipe away her tears, when suddenly a fairy-like young man walked in and ordered fried tofu.

She quickly wiped away her tears and made the man a hot fried tofu.

The young man ate slowly and elegantly, and he didn't finish that portion of fried tofu. He wiped his mouth with a handkerchief and elegantly commented, "It's not unpalatable." Then he put down a string of copper plates and walked away in style.

She stared blankly at the man's figure, a little foggy.

But the next day, she soon knew the identity of the young man, and it turned out that he was Nangong Wenyue. Although he commented that her fried tofu was not unpalatable, there were still many young ladies who came to her shop excitedly to order a fried tofu. In the end, he learned from Nangong Wenyue and commented that it was "not delicious".

Tonan Gong asked for the blessing of the moon, her tavern business gradually improved, and she could finally settle down.

But the money was earned, and I always wanted to see Nangong Wenyue in my heart.

No, when she heard that the Qin family's restaurant in Waterwheel Alley was also evaluated by Nangong Wenyue, she had an idea in her heart.

Ma Niangzi fried tofu every day and had rich experience, and soon fried the tender tofu to a golden appearance.

Qin Xiangxiang only began to fry tofu.

Ma Niangzi glanced at it, and Qin thought that her movements were quite quick, and she was not in a hurry.

Ma Niangzi had already shoveled the tofu on the plate and began to sprinkle green onions to decorate, and Qin Xiangxiang began to pour soup into the pot.

Ma Niangzi made dry fried tofu cubes, but Qin Xiangxiang made fried tofu cubes in soup. Both sides used very ordinary materials, and there was nothing special.

The two plates of fried tofu are good, and they both look good, each with its own merits. But how to judge. Ma Niangzi only brought a groom, and Qin thought about it, there were many people.

Ma Niangzi said: "If there is the first diner passing by outside the door, please come and taste it for free, and let him judge it." ”

That's fair.

But after a while, Uncle Hai shouted: "Someone is coming!" ”

It's a coincidence, it's not someone else, but it's the shopkeeper who opened a foot shop in the alley of the waterwheel. The Qin family restaurant opened only two days ago, and the store lady was not angry, and at this time, she wanted to sneakily go to the Qin family restaurant to find out. Unexpectedly, she pretended to pass by the foot shop, and was seen by the old-eyed and dizzy Uncle Hai.

Qin Xiangxiang looked at her, she looked at Qin Xiangxiang, and showed an embarrassed smile: "This is quite a coincidence." ”

Ma Niangzi was good at observing words and feelings, and immediately pulled her to the long table: "Sister, please take a seat." ”

The lady's surname is Guan, her husband's surname is Zhang, and the familiar diners call her Zhang Guanshi.

In fact, Zhang Guanshi is not very old, in his twenties, and he is already the mother of three children.

Two plates of fried tofu were placed in front of Zhang Guanshi.

Ma Niangzi spoke very quickly and explained the matter.

Nangong Wenyue's famous Zhang Guan clan had also heard of it, and a trace of jealousy flashed in his heart. The Qin family's restaurant was so lucky that it got the blue eyes of Nangong Wenyue.

Ma Niangzi turned against the guest, brought tea, and put it in front of Zhang Guanshi: "Sister, the plate on the left is made by my sister, and the plate on the right is cooked by Mrs. Qin." ”

This horse lady is interesting. Peers are already jealous, especially the foot shop in the same alley.

Qin Xiangxiang was silent, and after making the fried tofu, he took the bowl of medicinal juice brought by the red sleeves and dried it in one gulp.

The brain melon seeds hurt because of the high fever, and the throat also hurt badly.

But she still smiled, and the little wine swirled, showing a light and breezy appearance.

Zhang Guanshi trembled, and tasted Ma Niangzi's fried tofu first.

Several pairs of eyes stared at her, Zhang Guanshi's heart was empty, and his face was still calm: "The fried tofu made by Ma Niangzi is very good." The outside is charred and the inside is tender, and this condiment is used well, and I can't eat the beany smell at all......"

Ma Niangzi listened, her face was not obvious, but her eyes were extremely bright. She poured a bowl of tea for Zhang Guanshi: "Sister Lao, come, sister rinse your mouth and try Qin's shop." ”

Zhang Guanshi rinsed his mouth and used chopsticks to clip the tofu that Qin wanted to make.

Hey? This tofu looks tough and fried, but it melts in your mouth, and the rich aroma has a spicy flavor that makes you appetize. Zhang Guanshi swallowed the tofu, a little bit wanting a bowl of rice.

Ma Niangzi looked at Zhang Guanshi with concern: "Sister, how is it?" ”

Zhang Guanshi looked up at Qin and thought about it, and hesitated a little: "Qin's store's tofu seems to have Sichuan pepper added?" If the diners can't eat spicy, I'm afraid it's hard to accept. ”

Ma Niangzi smiled kindly: "The addition of spicy flavor to tofu can indeed open people's appetite, but many people can't eat spicy." Especially for some people with weak spleen and stomach, they can't eat spicy. My fried tofu is suitable for all ages. ”

Qin Xiangxiang only nodded: "Guan Niangzi only judges." ”

The Qin family's restaurant is in the same alley as her family's foot shop, and there is a competitive relationship, while Ma Niangzi's tavern is open elsewhere......

Zhang Guanshi gritted his teeth: "Naturally, Ma Niangzi's fried tofu is better." ”