23: How could they not know whether this stinky tofu is delicious or not?

The Anti-Counterfeit Blogger and the others exchanged glances, seeing the same intention in each other's eyes.

This young boss, he's so particular about how he does things.

Could he not have been lying?

Could this stinky tofu really be delicious?

Seeing that Lu Chuan had finished setting up his stall, the Anti-Counterfeit Blogger immediately stepped forward and found the QR code for payment posted on the stall's sign.

He scanned his phone, beep.

Oh?

30 yuan?

Not cheap!

The most expensive stinky tofu the Anti-Counterfeit Blogger had ever eaten was only 25 yuan a portion.

He didn't know how many pieces of stinky tofu were in this portion.

Lu Chuan hadn't expected the Anti-Counterfeit Blogger to act so quickly; after a moment of confusion, he quickly said:

"This is the large portion. If you want the small portion, you can scan the other QR code."

After saying this, Lu Chuan felt a bit like he was stating the obvious, so he added:

"But since you've already scanned, you can only choose the large portion. Oh, and the large portion has 18 pieces of stinky tofu. As for the sauces, they're all on the counter. Just tell me which one to brush on when I'm saucing it."

When the Anti-Counterfeit Blogger heard that the large portion of stinky tofu had 18 pieces, although he still felt it wasn't cheap, he could grudgingly accept it.

"Understood."

Seeing the Anti-Counterfeit Blogger give an OK gesture, Lu Chuan nodded and was about to bend down to grab the tofu blocks.

Suddenly, he seemed to remember something and offered another reminder.

"Um, why don't you sit on the wooden bench over there first? The smell of the stinky tofu might be too strong later and bother you."

The Anti-Counterfeit Blogger waved his hand, saying nonchalantly:

"Oh, it's fine, what's there to worry about? The smell of stinky tofu is just that. Go ahead and make it, it won't bother me."

Lu Chuan saw that the Anti-Counterfeit Blogger and the people behind him all looked indifferent, and then saw Qi Yuan and the other two had already run far away to hide, and his eyes immediately showed a complex expression.

Forget it, the customer's request is God's request, satisfy him!

Lu Chuan no longer hesitated, immediately bent down and opened the sealed box.

"Ugh!" "Ugh!" "Ugh!" ... A series of dry heaves almost in unison rang out in front of Lu Chuan's stall.

How embarrassing... but why did it feel inexplicably good?

Lu Chuan stood up, the smile on his face looking very stiff.

He didn't dare to look at the expressions of the Anti-Counterfeit Blogger and the others, and could only lower his head and diligently fry the tofu.

Sizzle sizzle crackle sizzle sizzle... As the oil temperature rose, the light blue stinky tofu began to churn in the translucent oil.

A rich and peculiar stinky smell began to gradually spread outwards with the rising heat.

Immediately, the Anti-Counterfeit Blogger and the others, who had already run to the wooden bench and were just about to catch their breath, started dry heaving again.

At this moment, the Anti-Counterfeit Blogger's face was ashen, and he just wanted to slap himself hard.

Why did you have to show off?

So capable of you!

Paying money to suffer, huh?

Let's see how you get out of this later!

The tearful Anti-Counterfeit Blogger frantically condemned himself in his heart.

Meanwhile, the others who hadn't paid yet were starting to look a bit dumbfounded.

They had already made their statements, so could they just scan the code later and not eat?

One by one, they began to fall into contemplation... It only takes a few minutes to fry a portion of stinky tofu.

In short, when Lu Chuan called the Anti-Counterfeit Blogger over to choose the sauces, the Anti-Counterfeit Blogger only wondered why time was passing so quickly.

He hadn't mentally prepared himself yet...

So, under Lu Chuan's repeated urging, the Anti-Counterfeit Blogger dragged his feet for a long time.

Finally, Leng Hui couldn't stand it anymore and grabbed him by the collar like a chick, pulling him over.

"You, choose the sauces."

Facing the muscular man's cold stare, the Anti-Counterfeit Blogger was about to cry.

"Okay, okay, okay, I'll choose, ugh!"

Looking at the utterly miserable Anti-Counterfeit Blogger, the others on the wooden bench were huddled together, trembling.

They now understood that the young boss hadn't really forgiven them; he had been waiting for them here!!!

Damn Yellow-Haired Vendor, this grudge is irreconcilable!!!!

They were in tears, swearing vengeance in their hearts.

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Seeing that the Anti-Counterfeit Blogger genuinely didn't want to eat, Leng Hui couldn't help but frown, pondering.

This guy really doesn't seem to want to eat. Is he allergic to stinky tofu?

That's a shame, such delicious stinky tofu.

Since he won't eat it, I'll eat it for him. We can't let the delicious food the young boss made go to waste like this.

Thinking this, Leng Hui's facial muscles twitched, and he was about to speak.

However, the Anti-Counterfeit Blogger, who had been nervously watching Leng Hui, saw Leng Hui's tightly furrowed brows, stern expression, and twitching facial muscles, and was already so scared his liver, guts, and gall were trembling.

"I'll eat it, I'll eat it, Big Brother, don't be impulsive!"

With that, he immediately picked up the top piece of stinky tofu, and without caring if it was hot, he shoved it into his mouth.

The next moment, the Anti-Counterfeit Blogger, who had been prepared to vomit, suddenly froze.

Huh?

This texture?

This taste?

Hiss! So hot!!

But he absolutely didn't want to spit it out!!!

Why did it smell so bad, but taste so fragrant once it was in his mouth!!!

The Anti-Counterfeit Blogger's cheeks puffed out, looking at the bowl full of stinky tofu, and then at the white, blue, red, and green colors interwoven, which surprisingly had an artistic, oil-painting-like quality.

Suddenly, the stinky smell lingering in the air seemed different.

"Chew, chew, chew..."

"Delicious!! So delicious!!!"

The Anti-Counterfeit Blogger suddenly yelled to the sky, and then, under everyone's astonished gaze, he continuously picked up piece after piece of stinky tofu and stuffed them into his mouth.

In less than two minutes, the entire large bowl of stinky tofu, including the oily broth, disappeared into his mouth.

"Boss, another bowl!!!"

The Anti-Counterfeit Blogger was in tears, repenting for misunderstanding the young boss.

At the same time, he was also terrified that he had almost missed out on this incredibly, explosively delicious stinky tofu.

Is this delicious stinky tofu expensive at 30 yuan?

It's practically too cheap, alright!

What era is it now, and you're still complaining about the price?

Ask yourself... *cough cough*, wrong channel... The Anti-Counterfeit Blogger lightly coughed, then unilaterally declared that from now on, his favorite food would be stinky tofu!

"Uh, sorry, your friends have already paid and are in line, so you might have to wait a bit longer..."

Lu Chuan's words brought the Anti-Counterfeit Blogger back to his senses, and then realizing something, he quickly looked back.

He found that the group of guys who had been huddled by the wooden bench had, at some point, lined up behind him.

?!

Are you being polite?

Facing the Anti-Counterfeit Blogger's incredulous expression, the group whistled and looked around, avoiding eye contact with him.

Are you kidding? They weren't stupid!

The Anti-Counterfeit Blogger's inconsistent behavior earlier was vivid in their memories.

Could they still be unclear about how delicious this stinky tofu was?

At this moment, even if the annoying Yellow-Haired Vendor appeared here, they would finish this bowl of stinky tofu first.