Urban Super Food City System

Wei Suoyu's face turned red from being burned by the tofu, but Wei Suoyu's face did not have that expression of enjoying the delicious food.

But the more you eat, the more you frown.

Seeing Wei Suoyu's expression, everyone present realized something was wrong instantly.

They all picked up their spoons and scooped a spoonful of Mapo Tofu on the plate.

While eating, they all discovered what was wrong with this plate of Mapo Tofu.

However, they didn't say anything, but looked at Wei Suoyu, waiting for Wei Suoyu to speak.

This made Wei Suoyu a little embarrassed.

There were so many people present, none of them had a lower status than him, but at this moment, one or two were waiting for him to speak, which really made him feel a little absurd.

Wei Suoyu glanced at Xie Jun as if asking for advice.

After getting Xie Jun's nod, Wei Suoyu became a little bolder.

"As we all know, mapo tofu has eight flavors."

"Spicy and delicious, crispy and tender."

"Only when all eight flavors are collected can it be regarded as authentic mapo tofu."

"But the mapo tofu in front of me has only six flavors in one."

At this point, Wei Suoyu stopped talking, as his meaning was clearly expressed.

As long as those present are not fools, they can hear it.

However, when Wei Suoyu said this, everyone present was stunned for a second, and then looked at Wei Suoyu in surprise, putting on a look of disbelief.

"Mr. Wei, I didn't hear what you said just now, can you please say it again?"

Among those present, apart from Xie Jun, only Liu Tingjiang and Wei Suoyu had a slightly better relationship.

At this time, naturally Liu Tingjiang had to come to ask Wei Suoyu.

"I said that mapo tofu has eight flavors, but this mapo tofu has only six flavors."

Wei Suoyu said swearingly, how could he not understand Mapo Tofu?
Although even in his shop, there is no Bawei Mapo Tofu, but this does not prevent him from knowing the knowledge of Mapo Tofu.

"Ridiculous! Bawei's mapo tofu, can you make it for me?"

"Over the years, we, the Chefs Association, have been researching hard, but we have never been able to develop the seventh taste of Mapo Tofu."

"How dare you speak wild words, and how dare you talk about Bawei's Mapo Tofu! Why don't you say that there is still dragon meat in this world?"

Under Wei Suoyu's comment, a member of the Chefs Association suddenly became violent and angrily reprimanded Wei Suoyu.

Originally, he still had some admiration for Wei Suoyu's profound knowledge, but now it seems that he is blind.

It is ridiculous to say that mapo tofu has eight flavors!
However, Wei Suoyu was not angry about this, but smiled at the person who spoke.

"I don't know if there is dragon meat in this world, but I do know that mapo tofu has eight flavors."

"At least, in my shop, I can make seven-flavored mapo tofu."

"As long as you give me a little more time, even Bawei Mapo Tofu is not difficult."

Wei Suoyu didn't want to be outstanding at first, but the members of the Chefs Association provoked Wei Suoyu's determination to prove his gourmet food.

What Wei Suoyu said was right, now the eighth-level Mapo Tofu already has seven flavors.

If Mapo Tofu is upgraded to the full level, it will definitely have eight flavors and become authentic Mapo Tofu.

"Speak wild words!"

"As we all know, mapo tofu only has six flavors: spicy, fresh, fragrant, hot, and tender. How can there be two flavors of crisp and live? It's a joke."

Looking at the confident Wei Suoyu, the man who had just spoken angrily against Wei Suoyu was very dissatisfied, and hurriedly spoke again and shouted loudly.