To Hold One’s Joy

  Chapter 34 Cousin is really witty

  Knowing that the tofu mash should be left to stand for an hour before rolling into **** and deep-frying, and knowing that she likes to add more vinegar, who is this woman in front of her?

  If it wasn't for the fact that the Princess is gone, she almost thought it was the Princess standing in front of her!

"who are you?"

Who are you?

  Luo Sheng thinks this is a good question.

   After twelve years, she changed her body, and she couldn't even tell who she was.

   But obviously, she managed to arouse Xiuyue's suspicion with this tofu dumpling, so she doesn't have to worry about running away if she doesn't pay attention.

  Luo Sheng did not answer the difficult question of "Who are you", but asked: "Where do you sell tofu nao?"

   "At the entrance of the alley—" Xiuyue blurted out, almost slapping herself.

  What's going on, why can't she answer when the woman in front of her asks a question?

   "Then I will come to you tomorrow." Luo Sheng put down these words and walked out.

  Xiuyue was stunned for a moment, and hurried to catch up: "You, where are you going?"

  Luo Sheng looked at Xiuyue who was like a frightened bird, and couldn't help laughing: "It's too late, I have to go back. Let's talk about your doubts tomorrow."

  Leaving this ordinary house, Luo Sheng went straight to the inn.

  She couldn't bring Xiuyue back to the inn directly, but needed an aboveboard reason, which could only be put until tomorrow.

   Fortunately, with that tofu ball, Xiuyue will definitely wait for her to appear again.

   Just like the four big maids know her, why doesn't she know them.

  For them, everything about her will be taken to heart, even if there is a threat to their lives.

  Back to the guest room, Hongdou is still fast asleep.

  Luo Sheng changed his clothes, and lightly got on the bed.

  There was silence outside the window, only the even and long breathing of the little maid in the room, Luo Sheng's thoughts drifted to the man in black.

  Who is this man following Xiuyue?

  Thinking about the hand knife that slashed at the back of Xiuyue's neck, she could only temporarily draw one conclusion: this person is an enemy rather than a friend.

   Nanyang City cannot stay for long.

  If the youngest brother is really still alive, and Xiuyue has searched for it for so many years without any news, then it's not that she can find clues after staying for a few days.

  The appearance of the man in black is a warning. She wants to bring Xiuyue to Beijing immediately. As the daughter of the governor, she should first gain a foothold and then slowly figure it out. This is the right way.

  This night was extremely difficult for Luo Sheng, so early in the morning, Hongdou exclaimed: "Girl, did you not sleep well? It looks like you have been punched twice—"

  Luo Sheng was suffocated, and ordered: "Bring a box of makeup powder."

  After freshening up, Luo Sheng walked out of the room with Hongdou, and saw Sheng Sanlang waiting in the corridor.

  Seeing Luo Sheng coming out, Sheng Sanlang immediately showed a smiling face: "What would my cousin want to eat this morning? Should I make it at the inn, or go out to eat?"

  The word "go out to eat" was deliberately emphasized by Sheng Saburo, showing his foodie mind.

  Luo Sheng couldn't help sighing.

  When you doze off, someone will give you a pillow. Who doesn't like a considerate young man like Sheng Saburo.

   "Go out and eat, I want to eat tofu brain."

  When he heard that Luo Sheng was going out to eat, Sheng Saburo heaved a sigh of relief, went to the lobby and asked a waiter: "Little brother, where is the best tofu nao around here?"

   "Tofu nao, there are several restaurants that taste good, the one from Mrs. Qiaotou Wang's is the sweetest, and the tofu nao from Granny Zhao's on West Street is the most delicate—"

  Luo Sheng interrupted the buddy: "I want something salty."

Salty?

  Sheng Saburo was startled: "Tofu nao is still salty?"

  Hong Dou looked at Sheng Sanlang with the whites of his eyes, and almost wrote "I don't know" on his face: "Young Master Biao, what you said is interesting, you can only eat salty tofu brains."

   "Who said that tofu nao is obviously sweet." Regarding the sweet and salty dispute of tofu nao, Sheng Saburo will not compromise with a little maid.

Seeing that the two of them were about to start a fight, the waiter interjected desperately: "There is only one salty tofu shop in Nanyang City, and it's at the entrance of Shishi Lane on the East Street. If you don't know any of the guest officials, just ask someone to sell it." Just a tofu-brained ugly mother-in-law."

  Luo Sheng frowned slightly.

  Ugly mother-in-law? Could this be Xiuyue?

   "Cousin, let's go there. It just so happens that you have never eaten salted tofu nao. Try it today."

  Sheng Saburo, who was at war with red beans a moment ago, immediately showed a smiling face: "Okay, then I will taste what salty tofu nao tastes like today."

   Hongdou pouted at the side: "It's really pitiful, I've been eating fake tofu nao for so many years."

  The buddy stared at the group of people leaving, and almost couldn't help rushing up to reason.

  It’s too much, why is the sweet tofu nao a fake tofu nao, who is messing with the sweet tofu nao, huh?

  There is a breakfast stall at the stone alley of East Street, and there are already many people around at this time.

  As sweet tofu nao can be found all over the city, this is the only breakfast stall of salty tofu nao. Over the years, it has naturally accumulated many regular customers.

   "Ugly mother-in-law, did you put too much green onion?"

  Xiuyue came back to her senses, and saw a bowl of marinated tofu with scallions almost sprouting. It was obvious that there were more than usual.

   "Sorry, sorry." Xiuyue apologized repeatedly.

   "Forget it, more chopped green onions are delicious." The regular customer took the tofu nao, sat on a long bench beside him and started eating.

  Xiuyue sighed in her heart, but she couldn't help but glance forward.

  Last night, the woman said she would come to her today. When will she come?

   Originally, Xiuyue should be very lucky to be able to stay away from this kind of person who broke her secret, but the tofu ball made last night made her sleepless all night, and the more she thought about it, the more absurd she became.

  The cooking technique, the tone of speaking, and the indifferent and bright eyes are clearly the princess.

  But the princess is obviously dead!

  Xiuyue felt that she was going to be driven crazy, so she started to lose her mind again.

  The boy's clear laughter sounded: "Ugly mother-in-law, here are three bowls of tofu nao."

  Xiuyue regained her senses, she didn't look at the sunny and handsome boy, her eyes fell directly on the girl beside him.

  The young girl was dressed in plain clothes, with calm eyebrows and eyes, completely different from the mysterious black-clothed woman last night, but she knew these eyes.

  Luo Sheng is also looking at Xiuyue.

  The twig-like scars covered almost half of the face, making this face completely unrecognizable of its former beauty.

  Luo Sheng's face was calm, but there was a huge wave in his heart.

  Xiuyue was disfigured!

   "Three bowls of tofu nao!" Seeing that Xiuyue was still, Sheng Saburo yelled again.

   Is this mother-in-law deaf?

   "Come here." Xiuyue quickly prepared three bowls of tofu and handed them over.

  The tofu topped with marinade is trembling, with red chili oil and green onion sprinkled on it, and the aroma mixed with balsamic vinegar and garlic directly drills into people's noses.

  Sheng Saburo Chiliu Chiliu a big bowl of tofu nao is bottomed out.

  Red bean stuffed with tofu nao in his mouth did not forget to ask: "Biao Gongzi, is the salted tofu nao delicious?"

   Sheng Saburo choked, and argued: "I don't think the salted tofu nao is particularly delicious, but the salty tofu nao made by this ugly mother-in-law is particularly delicious."

  The two are not the same, hehe, he is really witty.

  Luo Sheng put down the bowl, smiled and nodded: "I think so too."

  Sheng Saburo's eyes lit up: "That's right, not all tofu nao can make such delicious food. It has something to do with craftsmanship, and has nothing to do with sweetness and saltiness."

   At the critical moment, his cousin still supports him!

  Luo Sheng continued to nod: "Cousin is right. Then let's take this ugly mother-in-law away. If you want to eat bean curd in the future, you can ask her to make it anytime."

  The tofu **** that appeared in the article yesterday, if you want to see what the finished product looks like, you can go to my Weibo and blog.

  (end of this chapter)