Chapter 119

The soybeans soaked all night have almost met the requirements. While preparing the ingredients for rougamo, MEG grinds the soybeans in the refiner. Looking back at abelmia sitting outside, she just put more soybeans yesterday, so that she can try the new products to see if they meet the taste of people in the world.

The ground soybean milk is boiled in the pot, and the faint smell of bean wafts out of the kitchen.

"Good bean flavor." As soon as abemia's eyes brightened, the smell of soybeans filled the air, which reminded her that when she was a child, her mother would soak a handful of soybeans in a bowl for one night, add a little oil and salt, and cook them in a pot. Soon there would be such a smell in the air. The soybeans cooked in this way were fragrant and sweet, but she had not eaten them for many years, Is Mr. Mai's new dish boiled soybean?

Order the bean curd, pour on the prepared sugar and sauce, sprinkle all kinds of side dishes on the salty bean curd. McGonagall takes two bowls of bean curd out of the kitchen and puts it gently in front of abelmia, and says with a smile: "new product, bean curd, please taste it."

"Bean curd?" Abemia's eyes brightened when she looked at the two white porcelain bowls in front of her. In the white porcelain bowl, there was a soft looking thing as white as jade. She just put it on the table and shook it slightly. It looked very elastic and lovely.

The one on the left is covered with sweet sugar juice, and the bowl on the right is covered with chopped assorted side dishes. The faint smell of bean curd and sweet taste of sugar juice came to her face. She couldn't help swallowing her saliva, and her eyes fell on the bowl of sweet bean curd with orange red sugar juice.

"The bowl on the left is sweet bean curd, and the bowl on the right is salty bean curd. You can choose which one to eat according to your taste." Meg said, looking at abelmia's expression, it's not hard to guess the result.

"But... It's not noon yet." Abelmia looked at MEG and the bean curd in front of her. Her expression was a little tangled.

"It's a new product that hasn't been officially SOLD yet. It's one of the jobs of the restaurant staff to try it. Choose it." MEG smiles and shakes her head. Naturally, she can guess what she thinks.

Abemia's eyes brightened, but she didn't expect that her work included trying new products. Although the two bowls of bean curd looked delicious, the bowl on the left obviously made her more excited. She looked up at MEG and asked, "can I choose the sweet one?"

"Of course." McGonagall nodded with a smile, but there was a little frustration in his heart. For a stranger who had never eaten bean curd, sweet and salty bean curd were placed in front of him, but he chose sweet.

But now as a restaurant owner, he has decided not to participate in the bipartisan dispute, and he is really starting to try to understand everyone's different tastes.

It's just like Mo Bai eating Yangzhou fried rice every day without tasting the second rougamo. Sargeras only eats rougamo from the beginning to the end. This is something he saw with his own eyes and gradually understood after he became a restaurant owner.

In addition, the restaurant is going to sell both sweet and salty bean curd, and there will certainly be more customers who like sweet bean curd. This is completely predictable. It's just that it doesn't have the inherent thinking of accumulating north and South as in previous lives, and the dispute between salty party and sweet party in different world should not be too exaggerated.

After getting Meg's permission, abemia carefully picked up the portion of sweet bean curd and put it in front of her, gently picked up the white spoon beside her, and slowly dug it down from the corner.

Just like egg soup, it is more elastic than egg soup. The spoon digs the bean curd covered by golden red sugar juice, and the incision is as white as jade. Soon it is covered by thick sugar juice. Slowly dig up a spoon, and the bean curd wrapped by crystal clear sugar juice shakes slightly in the spoon, delicate as a work of art.

"It's beautiful." Abelmia was a little stunned, but she couldn't help feeding the sweet taste to her mouth. The sweet and tender bean curd almost melted in the mouth, and the sugar juice wrapped outside was so rich. The sweet taste and bean curd were perfectly integrated, which made her close her eyes.

What a sweet taste. This happy feeling makes her feel like falling into a pool full of candy. As long as she reaches out her hand, she can catch the sweetest and delicious candy. This is her childhood dream, but candy is a luxury for her from childhood to adulthood. There are too many hungry days, and she dare not even expect the sweet feeling.

A drop of tears from the corner of abemia's eyes, dripping on the table, this feeling of happiness let her some difficult to restrain their emotions.

She swallowed a mouthful of bean curd, but she didn't feel any sweet and greasy. There was a faint smell of bean curd in her mouth, which was sweet but not greasy. She opened her eyes and stared at the small bowl in front of her. She couldn't help but scooped another spoonful to feed it to her mouth. The feeling of happiness was constantly pushed to the peak in that spoonful after spoonful of delicious food.

"Ding!"

When the spoon touched the bottom of the bowl, she made a light sound. She opened her eyes and looked at the bowl with only a little orange brown sugar juice left. She was stunned. She had finished eating it. She couldn't help picking up the small bowl and sticking out her tongue to lick the bottom of the bowl. The sweet sugar juice was really fascinating.

"Is it delicious?" McGonagall asked expectantly, although he knew the answer by watching abelmia licking the bowl. It seems that tofu's debut in the foreign world is good.

"Mmm, it's delicious, sweet and soft. It's really delicious!" She put down her bowl with a red face. She had lost her face by licking the plate the day before yesterday, but the taste was so tempting that she couldn't resist licking the bowl, but she nodded her head and said.

After a pause, she touched her face again and said in surprise: "besides, it feels cool on her face, as if her skin has become more tender."

"Is there any beauty effect?" McGonagall was also a bit surprised when he heard that some people expected that bean curd would have any additional effect, but he didn't expect that it would be beauty. For women, there is no way to stop the temptation. If the effect is universal, it can be predicted that bean curd with beauty effect will definitely become a must dish for female guests.

"Do you want to try this salty one?" MEG looked at abemia and asked tentatively. Maybe abemia just tasted the sweet bean curd first, so she thought it was sweet and delicious. If she ate the salty bean curd, she might be able to find her true faith.

"No, I think sweet bean curd should be the best." Abemia shook her head and refused. In her opinion, there is nothing to replace this sweet feeling of happiness. It is hard to imagine that it becomes salty.