Chapter 127, the charming monster in tofu - stinky tofu
After a morning and an afternoon of messing around (Shike and Sadatsuka Nao added various strong spices to the pickled mustard marinade of pickled stinky tofu with bright eyes, Fujiwara Bunta Hanjo was watching with his nose covered) His life was almost gone. His expression probably looked like this, (⊕︿?)(???)(?ω|||)). At 5:30 pm, the Fujiwara Tofu Shop opened again.
Shi Ke and Sadatsuka Nao walked into the shack carrying an ordinary stainless steel cooking bucket with a lid. In Fujiwara Bunta's eyes, the rice bucket was emitting black gas and green light, which was scary.
"Boss, follow the plan." Shi Ke patted the rice bucket.
"I said... why don't we forget it? I don't have many customers here to begin with, so don't let Xun run away with them all! Besides, my customers here are very bad-tempered, so it's not impossible to beat them directly." Fujiwara Mrs. Wen was a little panicked.
"No. As long as they... take one bite, they will come here every day and they will never forget it for the rest of their lives. As for taking action, they probably can't beat me, hehehehehe..." Shi Ke said with a sinister smile, (◣ω◢).
"Shike-kun, don't say that. What we sell is not drugs, just perfect tofu. Hehehehehe..." Sadatsuka Nao said with eyes shining.
"After struggling with you all afternoon, I have a dark personality." Shi Ke rubbed his face and put on a sunny smile, (???д???)→(?ω?).
"Hee hee hee hee... That means Shi Ke-kun is conquered by my dark aesthetics! Hee hee hee hee..." Sadatsuka Nao smiled more sinisterly, (◣ω|||).
"You're right. Your cooking style is indeed very interesting. However, it is a bit too extreme. Of course, this is not a big bad thing, it just depends on how well you master it. Here is a suggestion, treat your own cooking as When it comes to fine wine, not everyone can drink high-alcohol wine. Sometimes, low-alcohol wine is more refreshing."
"Hehehehehe... I accept this suggestion. Let's make something to taste before anyone comes yet? Otherwise, I'm still a little worried." Nao Sadatsuka patted the rice bucket and said.
"Yeah. I'll do it once, and you two will watch and learn. It's very simple." Shi Ke put on his apron and walked into the cooking table.
Shi Ke opened the rice bucket, and poof, as the lid opened, a white skull cloud came out of the rice bucket and floated into the sky.
Fujiwara Bunta covered his nose, rubbed his eyes, and pointed at the cloud of skulls floating higher and higher, "Um... I seem to have seen the special effect of opening the lid of a highly toxic substance in a cartoon. Are you sure you can eat it?"
"No problem." Shi Ke had already picked out a few pieces of stinky tofu and put them into a newly bought small tea bowl, sprinkled them with chili powder, pepper noodles, green onions and a pinch of minced ginger, and then used a small spoon to spread it along the edge of the tea bowl. Add boiling water and the special mustard brine from the rice bucket to the bowl, just over half of the tofu, cover it with a lid, then sprinkle a ring of low-alcohol white wine along the edge of the lid, cover it lightly with a layer of wet gauze, and steam it in the pot. It’s the first method, which is also a more traditional method, steaming stinky tofu. My method is more complicated. If you can’t remember, you can also remove the part where the white wine is sprinkled, it just adds flavor.”
"Oh." Sadatsuka Nao nodded while holding a small notebook and taking notes.
"It's not difficult, it's quite simple." Bunta Fujiwara was also taking notes.
"Okay. Next is the second method. Deep-fried stinky tofu. This method is simpler." Shi Ke took out a few pieces of stinky tofu and fried them in oil. He took out the green onion and chopped it into mince, ginger and garlic.
Cut into pieces and put them on separate plates. Then take out several small bowls and pour in chili sauce, chili powder, pepper powder, salt, and sugar. Then take out the unopened soy sauce, vinegar, sesame oil, etc. and arrange them in order.
Finally, put a sign in front of these condiments that says, please prepare the fried tofu dipping sauce according to your own taste. If you need help or recommendations from the staff, please take the initiative.
Alas, the deep-fried stinky tofu is out of the pot. Shi Ke finished cutting it and put it on a plate, and placed it in front of Fujiwara Bunta who was waiting at the iron table. "Boss, please mix whatever dipping sauce you like to try."
"Okay. I'm going to try one without dipping first. Is that okay?" Bunta Fujiwara picked up a piece of fried stinky tofu.
"Of course it's okay to eat the original flavor." Shi Ke was confident.
"Oh." Fujiwara Bunta nodded, stretched his head and smelled, "Eh? It doesn't smell so bad anymore."
"It's already in your mouth and it's so stinky that it makes you want to vomit. It's a test of the perseverance of the taster." Shi Ke grinned, "Try it first. It won't taste good when it's cold."
Sadatsuka Nao's expression changed, (?_|||), "Are you talking about me?"
"Where is it? Boss, stop looking and eat. It's super good." Shi Ke said perfunctorily.
"Oh." Fujiwara Bunta took a deep breath, his mouth was so hot that he pouted, "Hoo...ho..."
Shi Ke and Sadatsuka Nao just wanted to laugh.
After dozens of seconds, Fujiwara Bunta finally swallowed it. He stood there with his head down and started shaking, as if he had stepped on a switch.
"Oh my God? Did Bunta have a stroke? Why did he get like this? You two call an ambulance!" Uncle Sakamoto came and was dumbfounded.
"No rush. I didn't have a stroke, I was just too excited." Shi Ke waved his hand.
"It's so delicious!!!" Fujiwara Bunta looked up to the sky and screamed.
"Look~~How energetic." Shi Ke pointed at Fujiwara Bunta.
"I was shocked. What did he eat? He is so excited." Uncle Sakamoto came over and immediately covered his nose, "Hey? Why is it so smelly? Could he be? So poor that he fishes for things in the sewers?
Eat it?!"
"Get out!! I'm not that poor yet! If you keep talking nonsense, I'll take advantage of you." Fujiwara Bunta turned his head and cursed loudly.
"Then what did you eat? It smells so bad?"
"Stinky tofu. Try it too. It's delicious." Bunta Fujiwara brought the plate to Sakamoto.
Uncle Sakamoto stretched his neck and smelled it, "It smells a bit smelly."
"I remember there is a saying in Japan that the deliciousness of ingredients will only reach its peak when it is about to rot."
"That's something like cured meat and dried fish. This tofu... won't cause food poisoning, right?"
"No way!" Fujiwara Bunta used chopsticks to stuff a piece of stinky tofu into Uncle Sakamoto's mouth.
Then, Uncle Sakamoto also started twitching.
Ten seconds later, "It's so delicious!" He screamed to the sky without changing his lines.
"Huh...Fujiwara, you've found a treasure! If you go to other streets with this smell, you won't have to worry about making money!" Uncle Sakamoto gave a thumbs up, picked up the chopsticks and took another piece, "It's just a pity.
.Our street...Oh~~Hey, don't walk away with the plate, let me have another piece."
"If you want to eat, buy it yourself. This is a new product of mine." Fujiwara Bunta returned to the shack minding his own business.
"Don't be stingy. Can't I buy it? However, such a small plate is not enough to eat. Please order more!"
"Well... okay. Shi Ke, is that okay? I agree." Fujiwara Bunta looked at Shi Ke.
"Of course it's no problem. It was just a trial version. The price hasn't been decided yet, boss, please make the decision. Finally, which one does Uncle Sakamoto want, steamed or fried? Or should I say both. "Shi Ke smiled like a fox.
"There are two kinds? Then I'll take both! Let me taste the new products!" Uncle Sakamoto smiled super confidently.
"Oh, yes, you can go ahead and make your own dipping sauce. For fried food, you have to make your own dipping sauce. Of course, you can ask those two to help you." Fujiwara Bunta pointed to the dipping area.
"Hmm... Mix it yourself? It's interesting. Then I'll... let that little sister help me mix it. I have absolutely no cooking talent, so I'm afraid I won't be able to eat it." Uncle Sakamoto rubbed his hands and said decisively. Choose to let Sadatsuka Nao mix the dipping sauce for him.
"Do you have any requests? Uncle? It's like making it a little sweeter or less spicy." Nao Sadatsuka was very calm.
"No. You can adjust it as you like."
"Oh." Sadatsuka Nao took out a pan and put it on the stove, started to add water, sugar to burn the sugar color, added spices such as pepper, pepper, cumin to enhance the fragrance, put it in a small dish, and finally garnished with a mixture of green onion and mustard. The body was placed in front of Uncle Sakamoto.
Shi Ke was stunned, "Holy crap? If you do this, the cost calculation will be seriously wrong."
"They said they let me express myself freely. If I do it badly, I will be embarrassed. Hehehehe..." Sadatsuka Nao was laughing again.
"Wait a minute." Shi Ke took out his chopsticks and dipped a little bit of the dipping sauce in to taste, then nodded and said, "Hmm. Perfect."
"Hehehehe...not bad." Sadatsuka Nao was a little proud.
"Why don't you show your dark aesthetics?"
"My dark aesthetic has been shown in the tofu. When it comes to dipping, it can't overwhelm it."
"Well, that makes sense. Why don't you be responsible for dipping the sauce? I'll be fine at the cooking table by myself. The boss will be responsible for receiving the guests. As for you, come and help me and the boss when you're free."
"I have no objection." Sadatsuka Nao smiled, and the super beautiful Sadatsuka Nao (white) reappeared, (*^ω^*).
"Hide it, cover your face, the two old men will look ridiculous." Shi Ke pointed at Fujiwara Bunta and Uncle Sakamoto.
"Hey hee hee hee...does it look good? Two uncles?" Nao Sadatsuka (black) appeared, turning her head at a strange angle with red eyes and a murderous version of Sadako, (○Д‖‖).
"Who's looking at you? You little brat? Go and do your job." Fujiwara Bunta looked bored.
"Oh." Sadatsuka Nao mixed the dipping sauce smoothly.
"She's in such a state. It seems like I didn't need to fight at all last time, right? She pretended to be a ghost and scared the opponent to death." Shi Ke looked at the calves of Bunta Fujiwara and Uncle Sakamoto who were trembling slightly with fear, and felt something.
This day was spent in the cheers of all kinds of delicious food. Those who wanted to cause trouble were shut down because of Shi Ke's record the previous day and the stinky tofu that was so delicious. The main reason was that none of the leaders dared to cause trouble. I guess everyone was warned by their family, and no one dared not pay the bill.
On the second day of the internship, the turnover reached the highest level in the past two years. The Shike and Sadatsuka Nao groups relied on stinky tofu and absolute force to create a breakthrough in this street.