Heavenly Gourmet

"Smells, it smells so good!"

The middle-aged man opened his eyes wide, and his whole body seemed to be bathed in the spring breeze, with an expression of disbelief.

This stinky tofu has completely lost its smell.

Some have only the endless aroma of tofu, and even after frying, they don't feel greasy at all.

On the contrary, it makes it more fragrant.

He asked himself that he had eaten a lot of stinky tofu, but very few of them satisfied him, or even none at all.

Every piece of stinky tofu is slightly flawed.

But after tasting this piece of stinky tofu, he couldn't find any flaws. It could be said to be perfect.

He never believed that there was anything perfect in this world.

but now……

He actually found something perfect.

That is--

This piece of stinky tofu!

Perfect stinky tofu!

"Okay, very good, so delicious. It's crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. Although it smells really bad, it's tender and delicious. It's like tasting the most delicious food in the world. This technique, this craft, The ingredients are all just right, let alone a hundred yuan, if this piece were sold for a thousand yuan, I would feel that it is devaluing this piece of stinky tofu!"

There seemed to be light in the middle-aged man's eyes, and he stared at Lin Hai like a hungry wolf who hadn't eaten for a long time, with an attitude of asking for advice.

"Is it that exaggerated?"

"Yeah, a thousand yuan, I think a hundred yuan is too expensive."

"Is there something wrong with this person's brain?"

"..."

When the passers-by who came and went to watch the excitement saw this, they all frowned and whispered.

"You don't understand, this can no longer be called stinky tofu, this is a work of art, this is definitely a work of art!"

When the middle-aged man heard this, he shook his head crazily, pointed at the stinky tofu in his hand, and defended loudly.

The corner of Lin Hai's mouth twitched. Could this guy's head be broken?

It's just such a stinky tofu. Although it's very good, it's not that exaggerated.

For a moment, he wondered if he had found someone while sleepwalking.

"Believe me, this stinky tofu is worth a hundred yuan."

The middle-aged man said to everyone.

Some gourmets actually want to try the stinky tofu cooked by Lin Hai.

But because it is too expensive, some people are afraid that if it tastes bad, the money will be wasted.

After all, no one's money comes from the wind.

Now after what this middle-aged man said, their desire to taste it started to move again.

At this time, when the diners at Baiweilou saw how lively Lin Hai's place was and how smelly and fragrant the fried stinky tofu was, they all abandoned the food at Xu Ding and Cao Sheng's side and headed towards Lin Hai. The edges gather together and go away.

Xu Ding and Cao Sheng stood at the door and looked at Lin Hai and others with mocking eyes, but when they realized something was wrong, the mockery on their lips slowly solidified at this moment.

"What's going on?"

Cao Sheng clenched his fists, and there were only two or three diners left on his side.

"This is simply impossible. How could his stinky tofu attract so many diners!"

Xu Ding also had a look of disbelief on his face, obviously unable to believe it and unwilling to believe it.

He is a descendant of a tofu family, and he can be said to have inherited several generations of experience in the tofu field.

How could he lose to such a young guy?

"Give me one."

At this time, a fashionable middle-aged man about fifty years old, wearing a cap and jeans, took out a wallet from his pocket, then took out a hundred-dollar bill from the wallet and put it on the table.

"Please wait."

Lin Hai's eyes lit up, as if a sale had been opened.

In just the blink of an eye, two hundred dollars arrived.

After that, Lin Hai picked up five pieces of stinky tofu and put them into the oil pan.

As soon as the stinky tofu entered the oil pan, it immediately began to boil.

The stinky tofu also started to become crispy, floating up and down in the oil pan.

An indescribable fragrance slowly spread out from the oil pan, and finally filled the entire street.

"This scent is really refreshing."

"Yeah, I haven't smelled such fragrant stinky tofu in a long time."

"This feels like authentic stinky tofu."

"..."

Many people were whispering, savoring the fragrance, with expressions of enjoyment on their faces.

After a while, Lin Hai fried the five pieces of stinky tofu, picked them up with tongs, put them into small paper bowls one after another, and finally handed them to the middle-aged man in the peaked cap who was about fifty years old.

The middle-aged man was so excited by the smell of the stinky tofu that he couldn't help but pick up two toothpicks and pierce the stinky tofu. He opened his mouth and took a bite, regardless of whether it was hot or not.

The juice burst into his mouth, and the juice teased his taste buds wantonly, making the middle-aged man unable to stop. In less than a minute, he devoured all five pieces of stinky tofu.

"It's delicious. It's delicious. This is authentic stinky tofu. It's worth a hundred yuan!"

The middle-aged man in the peaked cap chewed the stinky tofu and spoke to the crowd in a vague voice.

With these two people taking the lead, the remaining tourists and diners came over one after another.

One person is very persuasive, but two people are somewhat persuasive.

Soon, there were a lot of hundred-dollar bills on Lin Hai's table.

"Don't be anxious, come one by one."

Lin Hai took a cursory glance at the money on the table and saw that it was almost fifteen hundred yuan.

This enthusiastic scene made Lin Hai feel a little guilty. If he had known it, he would have pretended to be ten yuan.

Pretending to be five yuan seems a bit like a black shop...

However, just when Lin Hai was about to fry these customers’ stinky tofu—

An inappropriate voice rang out: "Don't be fooled by them, everyone. Those two people are definitely hired by this black-hearted boss!"

This was said loudly, and a loudspeaker was used to shout it, so that everyone present could hear it.

The others turned their heads, and two groups spread out to make way.

I saw Cao Sheng holding a big horn in his hand and followed Xu Ding to Lin Hai's stall. He held up the horn and repeated loudly: "Don't be deceived by these people. These two people must be the ones he invited here. "

As soon as these words were said, the tourists and diners were also stunned. After thinking about it for a while, it seemed to be right.

They have also seen that many stores or milk tea shops will hire a lot of people to help their stores gain popularity.

Maybe these two people are really invited by the owner of Baiwei Chef to cut their own leeks.

At this moment, those who took out their wallets to buy stinky tofu put them back in their pockets.

The diners who had put money on the table also took their own money from the table.

At this time, before Lin Hai could speak, the first person to taste Lin Hai's stinky tofu pointed at Cao Sheng and cursed angrily:

"What evidence do you have that we are a trap?"

"What's wrong with you?"