"Sit down or not?" The mother-in-law looked at the four of them impatiently.
"Sit, sit." Yu Sheng pulled the three of them to sit down.
"Be patient for now, the tofu won't happen again later." Yu Sheng whispered to the three people.
Just because Mapo is authentic does not mean that Mapo Tofu is authentic.
For the rest of my life, I am traveling around various restaurants just to show off my cooking skills in Mapo Tofu.
So when Mapo Tofu is served later, even if it is not satisfactory, I will have to find fault with it for the rest of my life to try to kill her prestige.
However, the Mapo Tofu was not served yet, so the old man greeting the guests came over first and said, "Sir, the total is sixty cents." The old man said with a smile.
"So expensive?" Fu Nan blurted out, "Cheaper."
The mapo tofu in Shangxinlou is not that expensive.
The woman on the stove said rudely: "When I came in, I didn't see the flag saying 'Refuse to counter-offer?'"
The three of them only looked at "authentic". They really didn't see the fine print below, and only Yu Sheng noticed it.
"Yes, it says ten cents a piece, why didn't you tell me?" Yu Sheng said.
Mapo suddenly turned around, "The price of pig's trotters has increased, why don't you allow me to increase the price of Mapo tofu?"
"The price of pig's trotters has increased because pig's trotters are in short supply. Why has your Mapo Tofu increased accordingly?" Yu Sheng argued.
Only my aunt in the world can snatch the money from him. No one else can, not even you, the king of the Eastern Wasteland.
"I like to eat pig's trotters." The mother-in-law said loudly.
What this woman said made sense. Yu Sheng was convinced and obediently took out the money.
It is said to be Mapo Tofu, but it is actually Mapo Tofu served with rice.
When the four steaming portions were served, the four of them were half full after spending time in Shangxinlou, and now they had appetites.
Yu Sheng took a closer look and realized that this mapo actually had two brushes. The bright red of the mapo tofu was dotted with garlic green, making it very tempting to pour on rice.
The only drawback is that the tofu is not in good quality, but customers at roadside stalls don't care about that.
Yu Sheng took a bite of the minced beef. The particles were very small, and the stir-fry was crispy and fragrant. The aroma exploded after chewing in the mouth, which complemented the gentleness of the tofu.
The only shortcomings are that the seasoning ratio is not right, the tofu is not thickened enough, and the thickening technique is a bit unfamiliar, so that the tofu feels astringent in the mouth.
Mapo tofu has a motto of eight characters, spicy and fragrant, crispy and fresh. This Mapo is spicy, crispy, tender and fresh, which is much better than Huang Xiaochu's.
"Does Mapo have an added bonus to Mapo Tofu?" Yu Shengxin asked. Without a system, he thought he would never be able to make Mapo Tofu so delicious.
After taking another bite, Yu Sheng put down his chopsticks and said, "How authentic is this Mapo Tofu? It's the most authentic. I'm not afraid of the strong wind blowing my tongue."
When the woman on the stove heard this, she came over with a spoon and asked, "What did you say?" The woman put her hands on her hips and stared at Yu Sheng condescendingly.
"I said your Mapo Tofu is not authentic." Yu Sheng raised his head and said politely.
He was sitting on the bench, and when he looked up at his mother-in-law, he felt weak, so he got up and put his hands on his hips and repeated what he said.
The mother-in-law confronted him, "It's not authentic, why is it not authentic?"
Yu Sheng pointed to the plate of Mapo Tofu, "There are too many seasonings but not too much, and the proportions are not right, so that it takes over the main dish. I often eat tofu without the seasoning."
“The tofu is made without broth, which makes the tofu not fresh enough and tastes not good enough.”
"Also, 'liveness' is the essence of Mapo tofu. If you don't thicken it well, the tofu will be dull when you eat it."
Yu Sheng's volume was so loud that it shocked everyone in the hut.
Fu Nan had just tasted what Yu Sheng had cooked in Shang Xin Lou, and he quietly took a bite of what Yu Sheng had said.
The mapo tofu made by Yu Sheng is thickened and blanched with spicy and numbing ingredients, making the tofu smooth and tender in the mouth.
The woman felt that what Yu Sheng said was true, so she took a step back without any confidence, "Well, so what, then my tofu is also the most authentic."
At this point, the mother-in-law became more confident. She pointed to the pockmark on her face and said, "I am Mapo, Mapo Tofu, and the tofu made by Mapo."
She raised her head and looked at Yu Sheng through her nostrils, "This is authentic Mapo Tofu. If you want your money back, there's no way."
"Who wants a refund?" Yu Sheng said.
"You won't refund the money?" The mother-in-law lowered her head and looked at Yu Sheng happily, "If you don't refund the money, what are you talking about?"
"Luckily for you, I can't bear to see you insulting this dish, so I decided to give you some advice personally," Yu Sheng said.
"You?" The mother-in-law looked at the young boy up and down, looking down on him quite a bit.
"Don't underestimate our shopkeeper, this Mapo Tofu is spread from our inn."
"The Xunweizhai recipe was also bought from our inn. If you don't believe it, look at the brand. The identity of the commander of the Ghost Suppression Division is absolutely unmistakable."
Ye Zigao and Bai Gao happily sang and revealed Yu Sheng's identity. This was the task given to them by Yu Sheng.
The Jinyiwei brand cannot be faked, and the mother-in-law was thinking about the rest of her life, and suddenly said enthusiastically: "Hey, your mother is also a Mapo."
She held Yu Sheng's hand affectionately, like a lost goose finding its organization.
"My mother is not a Mapo." After Yu Sheng said this, he saw that the woman's enthusiasm immediately diminished a lot, and he hurriedly said, "But the person who taught me this dish is."
Mapo became happy again, "I said this dish was passed down from our Mapo."
Yu Sheng stood on tiptoes and patted her, "So your Mapo Tofu should be more authentic and not ruin the reputation of Mapo."
"Yes, yes." said the mother-in-law, "little master, please give me some advice. I will definitely make our mother-in-law feel proud."
I am not a Mapo, Yu Sheng said in his heart, but he was too smart to say it out loud.
He took off the bandage on his right hand again, making the mother-in-law look confused, "Little master, what are you doing?"
"My cooking skills are so good that I had to seal my right hand." Yu Sheng said.
Everyone looked at him suspiciously, and Bai Gaoxing and the other three silently said three words, "Shameless."
"Just kidding." Yu Sheng waved his hand, "Someone wants to steal the authentic Mapo Tofu and overpower me. I have to seal my right hand."
"Xunweizhai's Guiyida?" said the old lady.
"Do you think it's right for him to deceive his master and destroy his ancestors?" Yu Sheng said happily.
"This," the mother-in-law said in her heart. The news of the competition between you two has spread throughout Yangzhou City.
But after thinking about it carefully, Mapo Tofu was spread from the inn, which is not wrong, so the mother-in-law nodded: "It's true."
Yu Sheng handed the bandage to Ye Zigao and walked towards the stove.
"Look carefully and study hard. It's up to you to maintain the reputation of Mapo School in the future. Don't let others change your name to something like Xunwei Tofu."
The mother-in-law suddenly felt a heavy burden on her shoulders. She turned around and saw the diners looking towards the stove, raised her eyebrows and said, "What are you looking at? You are not a Mapo."
The diners shrank their heads, everyone knew this woman's temper. If it weren't for the fact that Mapo Tofu was even more delicious than Xunweizhai, everyone would have stopped coming.
But looking at this posture, there will be more to come in the future.
The mother-in-law blocked everyone's gaze and watched Yu Sheng skillfully cut the tofu, remove the beany smell, stir-fry the seasonings and thicken the soup three times, her eyes widened wider and wider.
If she had any doubts just now, they were all gone now.
With this cooking skill, whoever dares to say that he is not the heir to the authentic Mapo Tofu will be killed by her.
"Okay." Yu Sheng quickly put the mapo tofu on the plate.
The mother-in-law took a bite and said, "His," she felt that the hotness made the tofu come alive in her mouth, and the more she chewed, the more flavorful it became.
This woman is very talented. After playing two games in the rest of her life, she understood the secret and just waited for her to practice and master it.