Chapter 120

"This familiar tone..." McGonagall raised his eyebrows. He heard this assertion on the Internet at that time. He expected that someone would say it, but he didn't expect that the first one he heard was from abelmia.

"Not necessarily." McGonagall shook his head with a smile. He didn't expect that before the sale of bean curd, the internal taste of the restaurant would be different. However, he didn't rush to argue with abelmia. He sat up the bowl of salted bean curd on the table.

The side dishes are prepared according to his own taste. The orange red sauce is poured on the tender and white bean curd, the mustard is chopped, the coriander, mashed garlic and scallion are sprinkled, and two drops of sesame oil are dropped. Soon after it is out of the pot, it is still steaming.

Pick up a spoon, scoop a mouthful and feed it into your mouth. The bean curd in your mouth slides along your tongue. The light fragrance of bean curd and the salty flavor of sauce melt together in an instant.

A few simple side dishes are the finishing touch. When they are combined with the sweet bean curd, the taste is so refreshing and delicious. After swallowing, the faint bean flavor will stay in the mouth for a long time.

"It's more delicious than Baiji bean curd in Beijing Nancheng overpass! It should be the acme that bean curd can achieve. " McGonagall's eyes lit up completely, and his spoon couldn't stop. Three minutes later, he slowly put down his spoon, looked at the empty bowl, and said in his heart with a satisfied face: "a steaming salted bean curd in the morning is really a satisfying thing, and it would be better if it was combined with a rougamo. Mia likes sweet bean curd. I like salty bean curd. Now it depends on whether Amy is sweet or salty. "

"My father, Xiaomi is hungry." At this moment, Amy's voice sounded from behind. I don't know when she came downstairs with the ugly duckling in her arms. Her little nose sniffed. She looked at McGonagall curiously and said, "father, are there any new delicious things today?"

"Well, there's a new product in the restaurant today. Sit down, Xiaomi, and I'll serve you a bowl of delicious tofu. Do you want sweet or salty?" MEG looked back at Amy in her dress, got up and asked with a smile.

"Bean curd? Salty or sweet? " Amy's face was a bit tangled.

"Amy, sweet bean curd is delicious, sweet and full of happiness." Abelmia couldn't help suggesting.

"It's a great way to plant grass!" Originally intended to wait for Amy's own choice of MEG pick eyebrows, thinking about how to describe the charming taste of salty bean curd.

"Really? But salty must be delicious, too! " Amy looked at McGonagall and said, "father, can I have both?"

"When..." McGonagall was stunned for a moment, and immediately showed a smile on her face. Right, this is Amy's choice. In this case, it's absolutely impossible to choose one from the other. She just doesn't know which flavor she will prefer after eating.

"Yes, thank you, father." Amy came over happily with the duckling in her arms. She went to the table and sat down. Her big blue eyes were wide open and full of expectation. She looked at MEG. Although she didn't know what bean curd was, it must be delicious as long as it was made by her father.

McGonagall went into the kitchen. After a while, he came out with two bowls of bean curd and gently put them on the table. He said, "the one on the left is sweet bean curd, and the one on the right is salty bean curd. Which bowl would millet like to eat first?"

Abelmia also looks at Amy and looks forward to it. It can be seen that boss Mai prefers salty bean curd. She thinks sweet bean curd must be the most delicious food in the world, so naturally she expects Amy to like it as well.

"How fragrant Amy fanned the bowl with her little hand, and her face was full of happiness.

"Meow, meow, meow," the duckling in Amy's arms opened his mouth and called twice. He rubbed Amy's hand and climbed up to see what was in the bowl.

"Ugly duckling, you don't have to look. It's mine!" Amy reached out and pressed the duckling's head back.

"Meow -" the ugly duckling looked up at Amy pitifully, and her sapphire eyes were full of resentment.

Amy didn't pay attention to her at all. She scanned the two bowls. The white and tender bean curd looked like it was made of snow. They all looked lovely. After hesitating for a while, she put out her little hand to move the salty bean curd and picked up the small spoon.

"This is a phased victory for the party." McGonagall had a smile on his face, and sure enough, his daughter's taste was his own.

"As long as Amy has tasted the sweet bean curd, she will love it!" Abelmia was a little disappointed, but not discouraged. She thought firmly in her heart.

"I'm going to eat it." Amy scooped out a spoonful of tofu brain. The white and tender tofu brain was wrapped in orange red sauce, and there was a bit of chopped mustard on the top, which swayed around in the spoon. It looked elastic. She opened her mouth and fed it to her mouth without chewing. The sweet tofu brain was perfectly integrated with salty mustard and sauce, making her eyes bright at once.

Amy's face was full of joy. She looked up at MEG, who was full of expectation. She lit her cerebellar pouch and said, "father, tofu is delicious, but I want a rougamo with it, OK?"

"Well, I'll do it for you." McGonagall nodded. He thought salted bean curd with rougamo should be good. But before he said it, Amy asked for a rougamo to go with. His talent for food was really unusual.

"Is it really that delicious?" Abelmia looked at Amy, who was eating a spoonful of tofu brain happily. She thought suspiciously, but her eyes fell on the bowl of sweet tofu brain beside her, and her eyes were firm again. "Sweet tofu brain is the best!"

Baiji steamed bun has been baked in the oven, and the stewed meat has been cooked. Soon I made two rougamo, took them out, and made another salty tofu for myself, ready to go with it.

Amy took a bite of rougamo and a mouthful of bean curd. Her eyes were wide open, her face was full of happiness, and her body was shaking from side to side. It seemed that she was very happy.

The ugly duckling's head swayed around with Amy's spoon, and her eyes were full of desire.

MEG also has a smile on his face. At least for now, Amy still likes salted bean curd.

There were a few more eager knocks outside, and MEG looked at his watch. It was only seven o'clock and he was not ready to open the door.

"Boss Mai, I'm from Shylock detective firm. I have something for you." The knock on the door stopped, and there was an urgent voice.