The battle between the sweet and savory tofu pudding fans had been going on for a long time, and both sides were basically evenly matched. There was also the spicy tofu pudding fan in the middle.
As long as there was a discussion, no matter which fan it was, they couldn't wait to drag out the dissenters and start a holy war over the flavor of tofu pudding.
As a staunch fan of the savory tofu pudding, Meg naturally chose the savory tofu pudding.
The tender tofu pudding was sprinkled with chopped pickled mustard, shrimp skin, wood ear, garlic, and a little soy sauce. Eating a bowl of steaming savory tofu pudding in the winter was simply a sublime experience.
As for the sweet tofu pudding, what the hell was that?
Meg didn't have any animosity towards the sweet tofu pudding fans, and he wouldn't draw his sword so easily. However, he was still very displeased by the fact that some restaurants only sold sweet tofu pudding.
In his previous life, he had eaten at a famous restaurant in the middle of winter, and he had wanted a bowl of tofu pudding to warm himself up. In the end, only sweet tofu pudding was served.
At that time, Meg didn't nitpick. He took a good picture of the restaurant's signboard, wrote down the restaurant's address, and then attached a picture of the savory tofu pudding. He wrote on Weibo, "It's so nice to come here to eat a bowl of savory tofu pudding in the cold winter."
This was the first positive advertisement for a Weibo account with thousands of followers. Moreover, because Shen Zhining didn't leave any negative comments for the first time, it even became a trending topic for a few minutes.
Later, it was said that the restaurant couldn't handle the anger of the savory tofu pudding fans who rushed over after hearing the news, but couldn't get a taste of the savory tofu pudding. Not long after, a savory tofu pudding was added to the menu. It was said that the number of customers had more than doubled.
However, as a fan of the sweet tofu pudding, the owner of the restaurant lost his faith. It was said that later, he sold the restaurant at a high price and opened his own bar.
Thinking of this, Meg felt that his transmigration wasn't without reason.
As a fan of the savory tofu pudding, Meg naturally wanted to sell savory tofu pudding. This way, he could first satisfy himself, and then raise the torch of the savory tofu pudding to the world.
But will Amy be a fan of the savory or sweet tofu pudding in the future? Meg suddenly realized a very important question. He looked at Amy, who was happily drinking her milk bottle, and frowned as he thought, According to genetics, Amy should eat savory tofu pudding like me, right? She wondered if her mother liked sweet or salty food.
"The reward for unlocking both sweet and savory tofu pudding flavors," the system replied after a moment of silence.
"That's good." Meg nodded. He was suddenly a little worried about whether Amy would become a sweetheart … But if Amy became a sweetheart, then what could he do? If she was a sweetheart, then so be it. After all, she was his daughter, so he would forgive the sweetheart as well.
Furthermore, his identity had changed from a customer to the owner of the restaurant. Thinking about it from another perspective, if he only sold savory tofu pudding, wouldn't the sweet fans be unhappy?
Although there was probably no such thing as tofu pudding in this world, he had gradually become fond of making customers happy. Every time he saw the smiles on customers' faces, he felt a sense of accomplishment.
"Okay, I'll sell a thousand roujiamos as soon as possible." Meg nodded. He hesitated for a moment before asking, "But system, I want to eat savory tofu pudding right now. Can we pre-order it this time?"
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A long string of ellipses floated in Meg's mind. Then came the system's roar, "Host, please take your task seriously!!! Respect the system!!! "At the same time, there was a burst of static noise.
"I can't afford to offend you." If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't cover his ears in his head, Meg would have covered his ears. He didn't expect the system to have such a bad temper.
But in fact, he was just casually mentioning it. The most important thing for the restaurant at the moment was to increase its popularity. Roujiamos that could be cooked quickly and taken out to eat were obviously the best choice. In the next few days, roujiamos would be the main dish of the restaurant.
Mag looked at the two little ones drinking the goat's milk happily. He got up and went into the kitchen. Looking at the fresh goat's milk on the stove, he suddenly remembered that the unprocessed fresh goat's milk didn't taste very good in his previous life. However, the two little ones were enjoying it so much. Out of curiosity, he also took a small bowl and poured half of it into it to drink.
Meg's eyes lit up. The sheep's milk was rich and mellow with a hint of sourness, but that didn't affect the taste at all. On the contrary, it was somewhat appetizing. He gulped down half a bowl of sheep's milk, and his mouth was filled with the taste of milk.
This sheep's milk was much better than the processed cow's milk and sheep's milk in his previous life. No wonder the two kids liked it so much. Sure enough, sheep's milk in this world was somewhat different.
"It seems that from tomorrow on, I can go buy a bowl of fresh milk every day." Meg closed the lid and put it back in the fridge. Right now, the three of them needed all kinds of nutrients to grow up, and a bowl of fresh sheep's milk every day was quite good.
Ugly Duckling's arrival gave Amy a playmate, and she smiled more than usual. But the little thing fell asleep again after being stroked on the head by Amy, and then she carried it back to sleep in the basket with a look of disdain.
During lunch, Ugly Duckling was in Amy's arms. It raised its little head and watched Amy put spoonful after spoonful of Yangzhou fried rice into its mouth. It meowed a few times, and it seemed to be very hungry.
"Father, can I give Ugly Duckling some rainbow fried rice?" Amy also sensed Ugly Duckling's intention. She looked at Meg and asked.
"Not now. You have to wait until it's a little older and has teeth." Meg shook his head. This little kitten had just jumped out of its egg, and it couldn't even eat complementary food, let alone fried rice.
"Meow, meow ~" Ugly Duckling seemed to understand Meg's words. It bared its teeth and meowed at him, revealing a few baby teeth.
"Hmm?" Meg looked at Ugly Duckling's baby teeth with a little surprise. This otherworldly oviparous cat is indeed extraordinary. It actually has teeth on the first day it hatched. But looking at those little teeth, he still shook his head. "It won't work even if it has teeth. You have to wait a few more days."
"Meow." Ugly Duckling lowered its head dejectedly. It lay in Amy's arms and shrugged as if it were sulking.
"It's no use being angry. Anyway, I can't let you eat it. But if you really want to eat it …" Amy looked at Ugly Duckling, who slowly raised its head, and put a spoonful of fried rice into its mouth with a smile. "Then you can watch me eat it."
Ugly Duckling meowed and burst into tears. It lay on its back in Amy's arms, motionless, with a look of despair on its face.
Meg shook his head with a smile. Looking at the two little fellows made him feel better without him knowing.
After lunch, Meg cleared the table and went into the kitchen to warm two bottles of goat's milk. One bottle for each of the two little fellows, so that Amy wouldn't be unable to resist snatching Ugly Duckling's food while watching from the side.
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