The whole company draws lots online, and the variety show is lined up

Song Chu put three fingers next to his head and promised seriously.

Youqu let out a deep sigh from his chest. This little guy had a petite body, but his stomach seemed like a bottomless pit. He really didn't know where the food went after he ate so much every day.

Although I have a job as an artist and I am really busy on weekdays, I have no time to spare. But after eating with Song Chu all the time, I feel that I have gained a lot of weight in my stomach.

You Qu reached out and pinched his belly, which was already starting to feel a little soft, and couldn't help but cast an envious look at Song Chuyi.

This is due to the difference in individual physique, and it is truly a genetic talent that cannot be learned at all.

The methods of making stinky tofu are basically the same. Depending on the ingredients chosen by the boss, there are yellow tofu and black tofu, but in the final analysis, it is all tofu.

Song Chuyi hesitated for a moment, and chose double pinyin based on his boss's recommendation.

The boss is in business, Captain, they came with cameras and filmed in front of him, which was a good opportunity for free advertising, and his words became particularly fluent.

She is a middle-aged woman in her thirties. For the sake of health and hygiene, she wears a transparent mask on her mouth to block the barely noticeable saliva that might come out when she speaks.

Her not-so-short hair was simply tied up and tightly clipped with a solid-colored shark clip, leaving only a few strands of hair leaking out of the clip, swaying up and down with her movements.

"I learned my craft from a time-honored brand in Changsha, and I also obtained a business license. Every time the government inspected it, the scores were excellent!

The taste is so good that you’ll want to eat more.”

As the proprietress was talking, her hands never stopped moving. She moved the fried tofu pieces in her hand smoothly. The stinky tofu was like a well-behaved child, following her movements and flipping over to fry itself evenly.

In the golden oily water, the black and light yellow stinky tofu gradually changes from being flat to becoming plump, and the bubble-like puffy skin also slowly appears.

"Do you want cilantro, dried radish, or chili peppers?"

The proprietress poked holes in the stinky tofu that were puffy like tofu bubbles one by one, revealing the soft, tender and glutinous interior. She habitually raised her hand to add seasoning, then looked up and asked.

After all, there are thousands of diners, and everyone has different tastes. If the customers are picky eaters, it will always be inappropriate to put the food together.

Song Chuyi glanced at the seasoning box curiously, hesitated for a moment and shook his head.

"I'm not picky about food, so you can put whatever you want in it, but it should be a little spicy."

She smiled slyly, revealing a brilliant smile, her white teeth gleaming in the light.

Although the food these days was delicious, it was still too light, which made Song Chuyi, a person with heavy taste buds, very uncomfortable.

"Okay! Don't worry, I have two kinds of chili sauce here, double guarantee that one is absolutely spicy and fragrant! Some customers want to come to me specifically to buy chili sauce, you can eat it with confidence, I won't charge you if it's not spicy and fragrant."

The proprietress was so confident in her chili sauce that she even gave up her lofty ambitions.

Song Chuyi picked up the steaming hot stinky tofu. The black and yellow stinky tofu was placed in a disposable paper bowl. Coriander and other ingredients were piled on the tofu to form a small hill.

Smelling the aroma so close to her, she separated the ingredients, picked up a piece with a bamboo stick and put it into her mouth with half belief and half doubt.