After accepting Boss Tong's invitation, Yuan Zhou said that Mo Yun wanted to thank him. No matter what the reason was, he needed to prepare some gifts. Yuan Zhou planned to make some cakes and take them to Boss Tong.
Boss Tong liked to eat tofu. He didn't know if it was because she was an apprentice in the tofu shop before. Anyway, Yuan Zhou knew that she only came to the shop to eat some tofu dishes.
"I'd better make some tofu snacks and take them to Aunt Tong."
As for Mo Yun, Yuan Zhou knew that as long as Boss Tong was happy, he would be very happy. Just like when Yin Ya was happy, he would also be very happy. It was the same.
After making up his mind, Yuan Zhou came to the kitchen and began to choose beans. They were all the best soybeans provided by the system. In Yuan Zhou's eyes, they were also divided into different grades. He directly chose the perfect ones as backup. As for the others, such as eighty percent perfect and ninety percent perfect, he didn't want them.
Picking beans was definitely a technical job. Otherwise, Cinderella's stepmother wouldn't embarrass her by sorting beans. But it was very simple for Yuan Zhou.
He just needed to repeat the action of picking up and putting them down. With his sharp eyes, he could know which one was suitable and which one was not at a glance.
After choosing, it was time to wash them carefully. With the water provided by the system, he washed them carefully and slowly. Finally, he could start to soak them.
As for whether the water was different every time, Yuan Zhou said that he didn't know. As long as the system didn't give him a scientific explanation, he would just treat it as ordinary tap water.
As a rich and overbearing system, he would never be stingy with the ingredients. Yuan Zhou had been very used to it now.
Living in the whirlpool where people were inferior to pigs, cows, and plants and fruits every day, it was hard not to get used to it.
While Yuan Zhou was choosing beans and soaking them, Mo Yun also began to do the same work.
The quality was not as good as that of Yuan Zhou's, but Mo Yun was still preparing seriously. He checked the beans five times and felt that they were almost ready. Then he began to wash the beans. The water used to wash the beans was spring water from the mountain, with a sweet taste.
Mo Yun carefully rubbed the beans to ensure that there would not be any scars on the surface of the beans and to make sure that the dust on the surface was completely clean.
While washing the beans, Mo Yun would also pick up the beans with some small scars on them and throw them away.
No matter if it was to entertain Yuan Zhou tomorrow or to cook the best Tofu Pudding Rice for Boss Tong, Mo Yun was always full of energy. He did everything seriously and earnestly.
Time flew by, and soon, lunchtime on the second day had passed.
Those that needed to be fried were fried, those that needed to be steamed were steamed, and those that needed to be chilled were chilled.
By the time Yuan Zhou set off, the four types of tofu desserts had already been prepared.
Yesterday, Yuan Zhou just said that Yin Ya might go on a business trip these two days. Unexpectedly, Yin Ya told Yuan Zhou that she would go on a business trip the next day. Therefore, after sending Yin Ya away in the morning, he had to keep the appointment alone in the afternoon.
Because she needed to spare some time, Yin Ya was so busy recently that her feet hardly touched the ground. She could even compete with Yuan Zhou. If Yuan Zhou didn't do a good job in logistics and eat well, Yin Ya would have lost several kilograms instead of maintaining the previous weight like now.
Of course, Yin Ya didn't know whether to cry or laugh about this. It seemed that she should be happy that she didn't gain weight, but she should have lost some weight. This complicated feeling was like eating sugar and chili at the same time, which was indescribable.
"Good afternoon, Aunt Tong."
When Yuan Zhou arrived at a tofu shop, he saw Boss Tong standing at the door and waiting. It was obvious that she was waiting for him.
Since Mo Yun and Boss Tong went out for a walk from time to time, there was a tofu shop that was as capricious as its name. It opened the shop without any rules. It could really open the shop whenever it wanted.
This strange rule also attracted a lot of people who liked curiosity to eat tofu pudding, just to prove their luck.
"Little Yuan, you're here. Please come in. It's fine as long as you're here. Why did you bring gifts? I'm not criticizing you. You're going to have a family soon. Why are you still so extravagant? You should be more careful."
When Boss Tong saw the food box handed to her by Yuan Zhou, her first reaction was that Yuan Zhou spent money recklessly again. As an elder who had been through the same thing, she felt that she should share some experience with Yuan Zhou so that he could have a better idea of his future life.
She knew how expensive the dishes in Yuan Zhou's shop were, but in her heart, it was what Yuan Zhou deserved with his craftsmanship. It wasn't easy to make money, so naturally, she would save as much as possible.
"No, I just made some snacks myself. They are made of tofu. It's a new product. Aunt Tong, you can help me to try." Yuan Zhou had been able to deal with this kind of situation skillfully.
Boss Tong definitely meant well, so he had to appreciate it. However, Yuan Zhou also had his own standards of dealing with things. He could only find a balance in the middle, which he had learned from his experience with the granny.
"I have to try the tofu pastries." On hearing that, Boss Tong's eyes lit up imperceptibly.
Speaking of which, she had eaten a lot of tofu, even the tofu banquet specially made by Yuan Zhou, but she had never eaten the pastries specially made with tofu. She was really lucky this time. The pastries made by Yuan Zhou would definitely taste good.
After a few words, the two people walked into the restaurant. The restaurant was still the same as before, with only two or three tables, which looked relatively simple. Mo Yun was standing in front of a big iron pot and was making the froth for the tofu pudding. It was a very familiar scene.
Inexplicably, Yuan Zhou thought of the tofu pudding that he ate here on the way back from the vegetable base not far from here with Cheng Zhao Mei, Wu Hai and Ling Hong.
At that time, he felt the tofu pudding was not bad. Unexpectedly, after several years, he could eat the tofu pudding cooked by Mo Yun again.
Seeing Yuan Zhou come in, but Mo Yun was serving the tofu pudding attentively, so he didn't greet him. Anyway, with Boss Tong here, he could rest assured.
Very soon, the tofu pudding was carried to them.
In a coarse porcelain bowl, there was a slightly yellow tofu pudding, which looked not bad. A plate of bean paste with some chopped green onions was also served.
"Yuan, have a taste. What do you think of the taste?" Mo Yun looked at Yuan Zhou expectantly.
He had tried his best to make the tofu pudding. He felt it was definitely very delicious, but only with the evaluation of a professional like Yuan Zhou could he make the final judgment.
Previously, Mo Yun called Yuan Zhou Boss Yuan or Chef Yuan. But since he talked things over with Boss Tong, he called him Yuan Yuan. Together with Boss Tong, he took care of Yuan Zhou. Even if Yuan Zhou didn't need it, he felt he could do his best.
The most important thing was that he felt closer to Boss Tong.
Yuan Zhou picked up the chopsticks, picked up some tofu pudding, and put it into his mouth. Immediately, he automatically analyzed what beans were used in the tofu pudding, where the water was, whether the temperature was too high, and so on. Anyway, it tasted terrible.
It was completely different from before. Yuan Zhou fell silent for a while, looked at Boss Tong who was eating happily beside him, and said, "Aunt Tong, do you think it's delicious?"
"Of course it's delicious. Although Yuan's tofu pudding is very delicious, I think Old Mo's tofu pudding is also very delicious. It's specially made for me, so it must be very delicious."
The tofu in Boss Tong's bowl was deliberately spooned into the shape of a heart, which looked very delicate and beautiful. With the red chili sauce as a decoration, it really looked like the real deal.
Yuan Zhou nodded his head thoughtfully. Something flashed through his mind like a flash of lightning.
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