Chapter 68

It took Lin Mo half an hour to explain to his parents that he had made stinky tofu.

"You say you did this?"

"Yeah!" Lin Mo even prepared two bamboo sticks for it.

Whole stinky tofu is fried to a dark brown color, topped with red chili oil, and mixed with white and green sauerkraut.

Mother Lin looks pretty good...
"How about I try it first?" Mother Lin glanced at Father Lin.

Father Lin didn't speak.

Mother Lin picked up a bowl. The stinky tofu smelled really bad...

And the last time I ate the stinky tofu from the shop next door, I was a little psychologically disturbed.

But after all, it was made by the son, and it looks good.

Mama Lin carefully tied up a piece, and stuffed it into her mouth with her heart closed and her eyes closed...

Um···

It tastes really delicious.

"En! Son, where did you learn it? This stinky tofu is delicious, I have never eaten such delicious stinky tofu!"

"It's chewy in the mouth, the more you chew, the more fragrant it becomes, plus the spicy chili oil... Well, it's delicious in the world, this is probably the best stinky tofu I've ever eaten in my life!" Mama Lin ate two or three Much appreciated after the block.

Father Lin didn't believe it, picked up another bowl next to it, and quickly ate two yuan. He never ate this before, but for business, he couldn't help it...
"This... tastes really good!" Papa Lin ate it. When he took the first piece, he just felt that the taste was a bit strong, the second piece was a bit spicy, the third piece was moderately salty, and the fourth piece... I rely on it !nice smell...

Lin Mo felt very satisfied. After all, what a son desires most is the praise of his parents. No matter how great his achievements are, getting the approval of his family is the best.

"En...it's really good. Where did you buy this today? I'll learn it soon..." Dad Lin said to Lin Mo after eating a bowl.

"···"

"I told you I did it! I did it!" Lin Mo shouted immediately.

"Come on, son, since when have you been able to cook since you were a child? You can boil the pot even if you make instant noodles, let alone such complicated stinky tofu! Your parents know that you are serious... We will not be there tomorrow. Open the door and go study, I don’t know how much tuition it will cost!” Lin’s mother also agreed.

It’s too delicious to co-author with me to make stinky tofu, right?

Do you know how much this stinky tofu cost!
One lottery ticket money...hundreds of millions...

"I really did it! In the past two days, hurry up and get the food safety certificate. I happen to be free on the weekend and I will give this recipe to you. Although it may not be better than mine, it should not be difficult to deal with ordinary scenes. There is a problem." Lin Mo said helplessly.

Father Lin glanced at Lin Mo and then at Mother Lin.

Mother Lin understood Father Lin's eyes.

"What's wrong, son? Did you get into trouble at school again? Were you expelled from school again?"

"I don't~~"

"What's wrong with that, don't worry, you have to say it well, your parents won't hit you..." Mother Lin asked again.

Lin Mo rubbed his face well with his hands, walked into the kitchen without saying a word, and started to add oil and prepare ingredients.

After half an hour, they were completely convinced.

The next day, Dad Lin happily went to open the restaurant.

"Ouch! Why is Lao Lin so happy today!"

"Hi! Don't mention it, the living can be suffocated by urine, I found a good deal." Father Lin greeted the neighbors in the neighborhood.

"Why, stop making cold drinks? Don't tell me, as soon as the stinky tofu next door opens, the business on our whole street has dropped." Lao Zhou, a stationery seller, also complained.

"It's their freedom to do business!" Papa Lin raised his eyebrows and said.

Just at this time, Old Shi Stinky Tofu next door opened.

Lao Shi was also frowning. After all, every day’s store is money. The stinky tofu store he opened in the south was quite good, but why did he fail to open it in the north?

"Old Lin..."

Father Lin ignored him.

Lao Shi was stunned.

For the warm-hearted Lao Lin, Lao Shi still felt a little guilty, but who asked him to do this business, so the two of them became separated.

Lin's father didn't start making drinks when he arrived at the store, but kept the store open. Lin's mother went to run some formalities, and called Xia Ziyu in advance.

Soon after nine o'clock, a man who made a billboard came.

"You want to change the brand?"

"Yes, add something."

"Oh, let's talk about the requirements. I will try my best to get it out for you in these two days."

Father Lin let the man into the store and talked about it.

Lao Shijian is quite mysterious.

"What the hell are you mumbling about? He's just like guarding against thieves!" Lao Shi's wife glanced at him and rolled her eyes at Father Lin.

"Go do your job!"

"Hey, I'm the owner. I think their cold drink shop is good, and they've been making a lot of money. Why don't we switch to selling cold drinks..." Old Shi's wife came up with a bad idea.

"What nonsense are you talking about, what do these guys do?"

"Look who wants these things, we'll sell them!"

Lao Shi looked at the sparse guests, and recalled the scene of Lin's father's long queue to buy cold drinks a few days ago, and he was also a little moved.

After a while.

Dad Lin came out.It just so happened that there was no business at this time.

"I said Lao Lin! How about your cold drink?"

"Oh! It was fine before, but not so good recently..."

"Then is it easy for you to do this?"

"It's nothing difficult~~" Dad Lin responded casually.

Old Shi's wife gave him a wink.

"Recently, this business has not been very good. I guess the location of this store is not very good. I plan to sell these things and set up a stall." Lao Shi pretended to be chatting with Lin's father, trying to find out.

"You mean you want to sell this set?" Father Lin became interested when he heard that they were leaving.

"Actually, it's nothing, just a fryer, a gas stove, and a package and bamboo sticks..." Lao Shi said with a smile.

"Can you sell it for 1000 yuan?"

"(⊙o⊙)..." Old Shi was a little surprised.

"You want to buy these?" Old Shi asked uncertainly.

"I don't have to buy it...but I also want to think about some snacks. I can't make money with just cold drinks." Lin's father felt that he was a bit overdone just now.

"Uh..." Lao Shi suddenly felt a little angry. Isn't this just teasing someone?

"Although this stinky tofu looks simple, it can't be made casually. My wife and I have studied this recipe for several years in my hometown. It is very popular in the south, but I don't know why it is not suitable. You northerners..." Old Shi said disdainfully.

Father Lin didn't speak, just smiled, and then went back to his shop.

The advertising department closed the store very quickly in the afternoon.

Old Shi took a look: "Oh! I really brought snacks. The snacks include fried skewers, chicken tenders, and stinky tofu~~~"

"Old Lin! I wish you a fortune!" Lao Shi entered his shop angrily.

Then move the hairy tofu block inside out.

more smelly

(End of this chapter)

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