So what if you flee from famine? Start all over again and live a good life every day

"Hurry, hurry, we will be late if we don't hurry up!" As soon as the school was over, a group of students rushed out impatiently. They had a clear goal - Tongren Restaurant. They ran out of breath, but their faces were full of excitement and anticipation.

Passersby were attracted by the rush of the students and stopped to look at them curiously. One of the students shouted while running: "Wait for me, I can't catch up, run slower!"

The other student replied anxiously, "You are so slow. If you don't hurry up, we won't be able to eat Wensi's tofu. Didn't you see that the teacher sent someone to reserve a seat a long time ago?"

"I've heard of Wensi tofu before, but never had the chance to eat it. I always thought it was a gimmick made up by those people. I didn't expect that Wensi tofu is actually real and is made by Tongren Restaurant. I must try it today!" A student said excitedly, his steps becoming more and more hurried.

The other students were equally anxious, and while they were on their way, they were discussing Wensi Tofu.

I believe that hard work can bring out my spirit, and hard work can reveal my true self.

A few days ago, a poem "Ode to Tofu" became famous among the literati and scholars in Yingcheng, and many people asked about it.

I originally thought that this poem was about a person who was able to hone his spirit through hard work and study day and night.

The most honest and upright person is the poor man, who is his confidant in his life. This sentence further shows that this person is upright and honest, and regards the poor as his confidant.

These students study hard day and night to pass the imperial examinations. Isn't it just to become a good official who is honest and upright? To benefit the community and leave a name in history? Although this poem is about tofu, in their hearts they think it is about themselves.

When all the scholars and scholars were guessing who the poem was about, it was reported that the poem that resonated with them was actually about a kind of food, which aroused everyone's curiosity.

As they were talking, they had already arrived at Tongren Restaurant. There was a piece of silk hanging at the door of Tongren Restaurant, on which was a poem, the tofu poem. A sign at the door read today's special menu.

At this time, the lobby on the first floor was already crowded with many diners and was very noisy.

"It seems like everyone is here for the tofu." One of them laughed.

"Haha, in that case, let's go in quickly and not lose the opportunity." Another person urged.

So, the group hurried in, found an empty seat and sat down. After ordering the dishes, they began to chat. Naturally, the topic revolved around the poem "Ode to Tofu" and its author.

"Hello, are you here for our tofu?" the waiter came forward.

"Yes, waiter, please bring all your new tofu here."

"Okay, please wait a moment, my dear guests." The waiter was about to go to the kitchen, but was stopped by a student as soon as he turned around.

"Wait, waiter, do you know who wrote the poem in front of your store?"

"Well," the waiter smiled mysteriously in the expectant eyes of everyone: "Everyone, you should try my tofu first, I promise you won't be disappointed."

After saying that, the waiter returned to the kitchen. Brother Chen said that this seemed to be called "losing appetite". He wanted to make these scholars' appetites fully lost and make them unable to stop.

"Hey, you waiter, what's the harm in telling me?" The student stood up and tried to hold him back.

"Forget it, forget it. I don't think he knows either. He's just a waiter. Why bother him?" Another student who was traveling with him stepped forward and stopped him.

After a while, the dishes were served one after another. "Dear guests, this is Mapo tofu, this is white jade tofu, and this is our restaurant's main dish, Wensi tofu. The dishes are all served, enjoy your meal, dear guests." After the waiter introduced a few dishes, he stepped away.

"Wow, this is Wensi tofu, it really looks exquisite!" A student couldn't help but exclaimed. Others echoed it, and saw that the tofu on the plate was as thin as a hair, each strand was distinct, but not scattered or messy, and paired with the thick soup, it was mouth-watering.

"Try it!" Everyone picked up their chopsticks and found that they couldn't pick up the hair-thin tofu.

"Use this spoon." Another student picked up the spoon in his bowl and carefully scooped up a piece of tofu and put it into his mouth. Instantly, the delicate texture and delicious taste filled his mouth. "Delicious! It really lives up to its reputation!" The student praised it endlessly.

"Really? Let me try it." The students picked up their spoons.

At this time, in another private room on the second floor, Qi Xiuyuan was wolfing down the mapo tofu on the plate. The reddish mapo tofu was sprinkled with pepper powder.

The spicy mapo tofu stimulated his taste buds.

The noisy noise on the first floor spread to the second floor, but he didn't pay much attention to it. After all, he just wanted to quickly taste the tofu feast on the table.

As the young master of Tongren Restaurant, he can eat more tofu dishes than the people below. The three tofu dishes currently available in the restaurant are all on the table. The tofu dishes that are not available in the restaurant are also available on his table.

"Eat slowly. I won't snatch it from you." Cui Yian next to him handed over a cup of tea.

Qi Xiuyuan took the teacup, took a big sip, and then sighed with contentment.

"This Mapo Tofu is really unique! It's both spicy and numbing," Qi Xiuyuan praised sincerely, picked up a fish ball and put it in his mouth, taking a light bite: "Hmm, there is stuffing inside, and it's also tofu? What's wrong with his little head? How can he come up with so many different ways to cook a dish?"

Cui Yian didn't say anything. He picked up the soup and ate the Wensi tofu in the bowl. The tofu as thin as a hair slid down his throat into his stomach. Cui Yian curled the corners of his mouth.

Qi Xiuyuan was enjoying the meal, and the villagers in Qingshan Village were also happily counting the silver.

My thoughts went back to the day when he got well.

"Knock, knock, knock..." Manager Li from Tongren Building stood at the gate of the courtyard.

Shopkeeper Li, wearing an indigo-blue robe with flowing cloud patterns on the collar and cuffs, looked out of place in the rural environment. The waiter beside him knocked on the gate and looked into the yard.

Behind them were the villagers of Qingshan Village, standing far away and looking curiously at the courtyard of Suihe's family. During this period, many things had happened in Suihe's family, and they all came to watch the fun.

Seeing Sui He in the yard, the waiter was stunned for a moment, his face full of confusion. This little brother looks so familiar.

"Someone, who are you looking for?" Sui He stood up carefully and welcomed them in.

"We are looking for Mr. Chen Suihe." Shopkeeper Li said.

Sui He was startled. What do these people want from me? But he quickly calmed down and asked, "I am Chen Sui He, but I am not a young master. I am just a farmer. What do you want from me?"

Shopkeeper Li smiled and said, "It's like this, I'm the shopkeeper of Tongrenlou. I heard that your family makes tofu, so I want to come to your house to order tofu."

Sui He heaved a sigh of relief. It turned out that they were looking for tofu from their family. However, it was suspicious that they came at this time. A hint of suspicion flashed across Sui He's eyes. "My family does make tofu, but you also saw that I was targeted by the HSBC Restaurant in town because of tofu. Are you sure you want this tofu?"