The Koi Wife of the Prime Minister

Chapter 177: Snatching Stinky Tofu

Because of the busy farming season, the academy was also on holiday, mainly to allow the young people studying in the academy to go home and help with farm work.

With the help of men, the speed of planting rice in the village has increased.

Sister Guifang has a lot of farm work to do at home, so she can't go out to set up a stall. Shen Yan thought that setting up a stall is just the right time to be in need of manpower. Fortunately, Li Cuilian and Sister Xiaolan have almost finished the farm work at home, so they can help her set up the stall.

Shen Yan was in charge of setting up the stall selling snail noodles. Since the others had not yet mastered the skills, she had to do it on her own.

Coincidentally, Shen Yan has decided to launch a dish of stinky tofu and sell it through pipelines. It will definitely be very effective if it is sold at a stall.

But she didn't know how much the villagers would accept the smell. Maybe some people didn't like the taste of stinky tofu, so she planned to make less to test the reactions of the people first.

It had been a long time since the stall was set up. Shen Yan washed the cart, prepared the thick soup, and moved all the dishes to the official road.

After setting up the stall, Shen Yan took the opportunity to take out a stove, put a small pot on the stove, heated oil, and started frying stinky tofu.

What followed was an inexplicable smell of fragrance and stench.

The stall owners around couldn't help asking, "What new thing are you going to make? It stinks so bad that if you know you're making something to eat, you might think someone's manure pit exploded!"

Shen Yan frowned. She didn't expect the smell of stinky tofu to be so noticeable.

"This is stinky tofu. It smells bad but tastes delicious. I'll let you have a taste when I make it."

The stall owner next to him covered his nose and walked away, shaking his head to indicate that he didn't want to eat.

Although the stall owners around began to talk and some even expressed dissatisfaction and disgust, Shen Yan did not give up. She knew that this was a risk and an opportunity.

Some people were disgusted and wanted to stay away from it. When they passed by this stall, they covered their noses and walked away.

But Li Cuilian and Sister Xiaolan were still quite considerate. They both had always had confidence in Shen Yan and believed in her craftsmanship.

She continued to fry the stinky tofu calmly, and the various comments and ridicules in her ears did not shake her determination.

She firmly believes that once people taste the unique flavor of this stinky tofu, they will change their minds.

After a while, the stinky tofu was fried until golden and crispy, emitting bursts of steam.

Shen Yan skillfully used bamboo sticks to skewer each piece of stinky tofu, poured homemade special sauce on it, and sprinkled coriander and chili on it, making each portion look very tempting.

"Come on, come on, try some freshly baked stinky tofu!"

Shen Yan waved the bamboo stick in her hand and called out loudly to passers-by and villagers.

At the beginning, it was mainly Li Cuilian and Sister Xiaolan who were eating the food with relish. They took turns eating, as if they couldn't help themselves.

"We've finished this bowl. Do you have any more?" Sister Xiaolan took the initiative to ask.

At first, people were a little hesitant, but attracted by the tempting aroma, some people slowly walked over and took out coins to exchange for a portion of stinky tofu.

“Wow, why does it taste so strange?!” a middle-aged woman who tried it said in amazement, her expression changing from suspicion to joy.

"Oh, this is unexpectedly delicious!" a young man exclaimed while eating with big mouthfuls.

Gradually, more and more people began to gather around, curiously trying Shen Yan's stinky tofu.

For a while, there was a constant stream of people in front of Shen Yan's stall. People lined up and tasted this novel snack with great interest.

Shen Yan looked at the crowd coming to buy, her heart filled with joy and satisfaction.

She knew that this adventure was not easy, but she successfully broke people's traditional impression of stinky tofu and made more people accept this unique delicacy.

At this time, the stall owners in the village quietly expressed their approval of her creativity and began to curiously inquire about the secret of making this stinky tofu.

Shen Yan stood at her stall, looking at the lively scene around her with a smile. She knew that her hard work and courage had finally paid off.

Some people saw that it was Shen Yan and thought that the customer was a regular customer who came here frequently. They didn't find it strange to smell the fragrant and stinky smell.

After all, Shen Yan is a whimsical person who can always come up with many new ways to eat. Although the taste is not good, it always tastes delicious.

"Isn't this Miss Shen? What new dishes did you make today? It smells a bit stinky. Your snail noodle smelled stinky but tasted delicious before. This won't be the same, right?"

"This is indeed a new product, called deep-fried stinky tofu. The ones we fried just now have been sold out. I'll fry them later and let you guys try them. The first piece will be free."

Shen Yan was busy and started putting in more tofu embryos and continued frying the stinky tofu.

The sizzling sound of the oil sounded somewhat relaxing, and everyone gave a thumbs-up as they looked at the huge pot of oil.

"Miss Shen is so generous that she uses such a big pot of fresh oil to fry stinky tofu for us. If we ask other stalls to do it, we can't afford it and they won't be willing to use so much oil."

Everyone praised Shen Yan: "Just look at how much oil is used, the fried food will be fragrant."

Under the watchful eyes of the public, everyone stared at the stinky tofu in the pot with green eyes.

Not long after, Shen Yan took out the stinky tofu, put it in her secret sauce, and rolled it around.

He put the chopsticks back in and cut the large pieces of stinky tofu into small pieces. Although the outer skin was black, the inside was white and tender.

Another layer of chopped radish and green onions was sprinkled on it. It smelled really fragrant when I got in, and the stinky smell just now was completely gone.

The stinky tofu was still hot after it came out of the pot. The crowd gathered around and soon someone reached out to take a bowl.

I took one bite and my eyes lit up.

Then many people took chopsticks to taste it, and those who couldn't grab it shouted, "Don't grab it, leave a piece for me!"

Soon, all the stinky tofu was eaten.

Even the condiments that Shen Yan had added, such as chili peppers, minced garlic, and shallots, were licked clean.

Finally, a regular customer came and he had no more tofu. Shen Yan gave him another piece of freshly fried stinky tofu and spread the seasoning evenly on him.

The regular customer took just one bite and his eyes lit up like a little puppy eating delicious food.

Shen Yan found it unbelievable. Although she was confident in her cooking skills, was it really that delicious?

After everyone tried it, a few of them bought a large portion.

The reason most people are reluctant to buy it is that stinky tofu is at most a snack, not a meal, and it costs four cents per serving, which is almost equivalent to the price of a meal.

What's more, with a few more cents, you can buy a big bowl of snail noodles, which is guaranteed to fill you up.