The sweet party and salty party of tofu nao have a long history. They are basically evenly matched, and there is a spicy party that has no sense of existence in the middle.
As long as there is a discussion, no matter which party's supporters, they can't wait to drag out heretics who disagree with them, and set off a holy war about the taste of tofu.
And as a staunch supporter of the salty party, for tofu nao, Mag of course chooses salty.
Sprinkle chopped pickled mustard, shrimp skins, fungus, garlic, and a little soy sauce on the tender tofu nao. Eating such a steaming bowl of salty tofu nao in winter will make your life sublimated.
As for the sweet tofu nao, what the hell is that...
Mag doesn't have any hostility towards the sweet party, so he shouldn't draw his sword at every turn, but he is still very unhappy with the behavior of some restaurants that only sell sweet tofu nao.
In his previous life, he ate at a certain well-known restaurant. In winter, he wanted to have tofu to warm his brain, but in the end there were only sweet ones.
It was rare for Mag not to criticize that time, so he took a good photo of the restaurant's signboard, noted the address of the restaurant, and then accompanied it with a picture of a super appetizing salty tofu nao, and wrote on Weibo: Cold winter, It is so comforting to come here to eat a bowl of delicious salted tofu nao.
This was the first positive advertisement for a Weibo account with thousands of fans, and because Shen Dutong had no poisonous comments for the first time, it was also trending for a few minutes.
Later, I heard that because the restaurant couldn’t bear the anger of the salty party who came here after hearing the news, but couldn’t eat salted tofu nao, it didn’t take long for an extra salted tofu nao to be added to the menu. It is said that the number of customers has increased by two times compared to before. More than double.
However, the owner of the restaurant, who is a sweet party, lost his faith. It is said that he later sold the restaurant at a high price and opened a bar by himself.
Thinking about it this way, it's not unreasonable for Mag to think that he would cross over.
As a salty party, Mag of course wants to sell salty tofu brains, so that he can satisfy himself first, and then hold the torch of the salty party to the world.
"But will Amy be a salty party or a sweet party in the future?" McGonagall suddenly realized a very important question, looking at the happy Amy who was holding a bottle and drinking, frowning and thinking: According to heredity, Amy He should eat salty food as he likes, right? I just don't know if her mother likes sweet or salty
"This time, the sweet and salty tofu flavors are rewarded at the same time." The system replied after a moment of silence.
"That's good." Mag nodded, and now he was suddenly a little worried about whether Amy would become a sweet party... However, if Amy became a sweet party, what else could be done, a sweet party is a sweet party, After all, it's his daughter, so let's forgive the sweet party together.
And now that his identity has changed from a customer to a restaurant owner, think about it differently, if he only sells salted tofu nao, wouldn't the sweet party feel unhappy.
Although there is probably no such thing as tofu nao in this world, the happiness and joy of letting customers eat has gradually become a feeling he likes. Every time he sees the smile on the customer's face, he feels a sense of accomplishment.
"Okay, I will sell a thousand copies of Roujiamo as soon as possible." Mag nodded slightly, hesitated, and tried to ask: "But the system, I want to eat salted tofu nao now, this time we Can I play the pre-sale?"
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A series of infinitely long ellipsis drifted through Mag's mind, followed by the almost roaring voice of the system: "Host, please face up to your mission!!! Respect this system!!!" At the same time, there was a burst of chaos current sound.
"Can't be provoked, can't be provoked." If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't cover his ears in his mind, Mag would cover his own ears at this moment. I didn't expect that the temper of this system is not small.
But in fact, he just mentioned it casually. At this stage, the most important thing for a restaurant is to increase its popularity. Roujiamo, which is made quickly and can be taken out, is obviously the best choice. The main focus of the next few days will be meat. Gamo.
Mag looked at the two little guys sitting happily drinking goat milk, got up and went into the kitchen, looked at the tube of fresh goat milk on the stove, and suddenly remembered that fresh goat milk that had not been processed in the previous life was not very good, but Seeing that the two little guys were eating with gusto, curious, they took a small bowl and poured half of it and took a sip.
Mag's eyes lit up. The goat's milk was rich and mellow with a hint of sourness, but it didn't affect the taste at all. Instead, it felt a little appetizing. After a few mouthfuls, half a bowl of goat's milk was eaten, and the lips and teeth were full of milk. fragrance.
This goat's milk is much better than the cow's milk and goat's milk processed by the industry in the previous life. No wonder the two little guys like to drink it so much. Sure enough, the goat's milk in another world is still somewhat different.
"It seems that from tomorrow onwards, I can go buy a can of fresh milk and drink it every day." Mag sealed the lid of the can and put it back in the refrigerator. Now the three of them need to supplement various nutrients to grow their bodies. At that time, a tube of fresh goat milk every day is still very good.
The arrival of the ugly duckling made Amy have another playmate, and he smiled a lot more than usual, but the little guy fell asleep after being touched by Amy just after eating, and was carried back to the basket by her with a look of disgust went to sleep.
When eating at noon, the ugly duckling was held in Amy's arms. He looked up and watched Amy feed a spoonful of Yangzhou fried rice into his mouth, and meowed a few times. It seemed that he was greedy.
"Father, can you give the ugly duckling rainbow fried rice?" Amy also noticed the ugly duckling's intentions and asked Mag.
"Not yet, we have to wait until he grows up and has teeth." Mag shook his head. The little kitten who just popped out of the egg can't even eat complementary food, let alone fried rice.
"Meow~" The ugly duckling seemed to understand Mag's words, and bared at him twice, showing a few baby teeth.
"Huh?" Mag looked at the ugly duckling's deciduous teeth in surprise. This egg-laying cat from another world is really unusual. It even had teeth on the first day it broke its shell. But looking at the little teeth, she shook her head. "It doesn't work if you have teeth, it will take a few more days."
"Meow." The ugly duckling lowered his head in frustration, laying his head in Amy's arms, shrugging his back, as if he was sulking.
"It's useless to be angry, I can't eat it for you anyway, but if you really want to eat it..." Amy looked at the ugly duckling slowly raised her head, smiled and fed a spoonful of fried rice in her mouth, "Then you can watch me eat."
The ugly duckling meowed and cried, lying on his back in Amy's arms motionless, with a loveless expression on his face.
Mag smiled and shook his head, seeing that the mood of the two little guys would get better unconsciously.
After eating, Mag cleaned up the dining table and went into the kitchen to warm up two bottles of goat milk, one for each of the two little guys, so that Amy could not help but snatch the ugly duckling's rations while watching.
"Let the restaurant start from the time when there are customers to when it is full, with this shocking pork bun!" Mag pushed open the door and said with a smile in his heart.