"Tofu is not food for ordinary people."

"This ancient ingredient can be traced back to the second century BC. It is said that it was invented by Liu An, the grandson of Emperor Gaozu of Han Dynasty, and King Huainan."

"However, the tofu at that time was still very rough and had a bad taste. It was not a good cooking ingredient, so it did not become mainstream. It was not until the Tang and Song dynasties that tofu became a food that was eaten more from emperors to civilians. You Neon people think that the monk Jianzhen of the Tang Dynasty was the ancestor of Neon tofu, and this view is actually correct. After all, Jianzhen traveled to the east and brought you a lot of technology..."

In a normal tone, he talks about the history of tofu.

There is no need to worry about being in trouble. Xia Yu has done his historical homework in this world well. Before modern times, the history of the two worlds was almost perfectly consistent, but after modern times, there have been different branches.

Color, fragrance, taste, meaning, form and nourishment.

The meaning of the “meaning” refers to the cultural connotation of the cuisine.

Xia Yu didn't care whether the god tongue was listening or not, and Youyouran grabbed a handful of chopped cilantro and sprinkled it on two bowls of tofu flowers.

"Here, please enjoy!"

After pushing the bowl, Xia Yu made a call and smiled, "In the future, please don't say anything about tofu. In my opinion, there is no distinction between high and low cuisine. The original purpose of people's cooking is to fill their stomachs. On this basis, we will talk about taste, color and decoration."

Nakirina was stunned.

Xia Yu said with a smile, but she didn't know how serious he was.

A sarcastic speech was blocked in his throat. Erina Nakiri curled her lips, not even looking at the tofu flower placed on the table, showing her firm attitude with her actions.

"I really don't eat it?" Xia Yu was amused.

"Not to eat!"

"All right……"

Xia Yu didn't persuade her, nor did she think of breaking her mouth to deliver food. She brought a small spoon herself and started eating it in one bite.

"Well, it tastes delicious, it's still the kind of heartwarming taste." Xia Yu ate half a bowl in one breath and said to himself.

The tongue of God smelled the smell in the air and felt that the secretion of saliva in the mouth was accelerated. The chef had a sensitive sense of smell that was different from ordinary people, which made Erina Nakiri even more irritable.

"That sweetness is brown sugar water?"

“The tofu has a strong aroma…”

"Why does the cilantro completely enhance the taste of this dish?"

The occupational disease occurred again. Erina Nakiri unconsciously bit her thumb's nails, with a complex look on her face.

Dongdong.

At this time, the half-closed door suddenly heard a knock on the door.

"Hey, is anyone here?"

"A Yu is here or not? I am your sister Mu Xiaoyue!"

Xia Yu knew who it was when he heard his voice, and swallowed the tofu in his mouth, "I'm here, come in directly."

So, two young ladies whom I met yesterday lifted the gray cloth curtains at the store and walked into the store.

Mu Xiaoyue is the well-known food blogger. The food travel notes she posted overnight were too lethal and aroused the greed of many fans. So today Xia Yu got up and got more than 200 points in fame.

Speaking of which, Mu Xiaoyue also checked out last night. That soft food article, oh, no, should be called a food article, basically it is a free advertising wave for Xia's cuisine restaurant.

“Huh…”

As soon as Mu Xiaoyue entered the door, her nose wings swelled, following the faint smell of the air, like a puppet carrying a string, walking all the way to the counter, staring at the bowl of tofu flowers that were still intact, and her eyes shone, "Wow, tofu flowers, is this what you made?"

"Yes, breakfast." Xia Yu nodded.

"Then can I eat it? You seem to have eaten a bowl, you should be full." Mu Xiaoyue was full of expectations, with her big clear eyes, and her cute dress and appearance, she looked like a little loli who reached out to ask for candy.

In the corner of the store, Erina Nakiri pricked up her ears, as if she had noticed the enemy.

"sure!"

Xia Yu casually said: "A bowl of tofu and snacks are nothing. It will be lunch time in a while. I will make a few dishes to thank you."

"Rewards or something, let's talk about it when I finish eating this bowl of tofu flower!"

Hearing this, Mu Xiaoyue was not polite at all. She reached out and asked Xia Yu for two clean spoons, stuffed a spoon to her best friend who was following her. She showed a shallow dimples when she smiled, "Xiaoya, eat together!"

Each of them put a spoonful of snow-white and brown sugar water into their mouths, and the next one was a wonderful expression.

Xia Yu was on the counter, watching the expressions of the two Chinese ladies change, and found it very interesting. Especially Mu Xiaoyue, while eating, she used various professional words and spoke praise.

"Tofu flower!"

"What kind of soybeans is made of this tofu flower? It's so fragrant. If I could eat soy milk made from this soybean for breakfast every day, I would definitely be very happy!"

Before he knew it, a bowl of tofu flowers had already reached the bottom. Mu Xiaoyue put down the spoon and stared at him firmly.

"I am worthy of being a well-known food blogger!" Xia Yu praised with a thumbs up, "The soul of this tofu flower is indeed in tofu flower, and it can also be said to be soybeans made into tofu flower."

"But unfortunately, there is nothing special about the soybeans we use to make tofu and tofu flowers. You can buy them by going to the shopping street outside." Xia Yu said this and deliberately kept it a secret.

He secretly said sorry to the old man in his heart.

This tofu flower was actually a stolen master from the old man. He had eaten tofu flower before and was shocked, but Xia Yu thought hard for a while and finally understood the secrets contained in tofu flower through the identification of the food function of the chef god system.

Mu Xiaoyue found a chair to sit down, and threw a strange glance at Erina Nakiri. She immediately ignored the beautiful girl who looked like an angel and pointed to the wall on the left, "Where has the menu gone?"

"Xiao Ya and I specially kept our stomachs this morning, just to come to you to try authentic Chinese delicacies."

Xia Yu tugged the corner of his mouth and coughed, "This shop is not open yet. When it opens, it will naturally hang the 12 famous dishes brands that were served on the wall for customers to choose from."

"Not open yet?" Mu Xiaoyue's eyes widened, "It's almost noon now?"

"The normal business hours are from 6 pm to 4 pm the next day, and a total of ten hours."

“…”

"I can still understand it from 6pm to early morning. I do night shift business, but by 4pm, what the hell is it... After the early morning, will someone find such a remote place and spend a lot of money to eat Chinese cuisine?" Mu Xiaoyue looked confused.

"This is the business hours that our old man has booked. It has been like this for more than ten years, and I don't plan to change it. It's pretty good."

Xia Yu is telling the truth.

The restaurant is not used to doing daytime business. Xia Yu has also thought about whether to change the business hours after inheriting the restaurant.
Chapter completed!