The Princess of Northern Land

Bragging or not, Lin Ziyin quickly told them with his actual actions.

"There are so many ways to make tofu?" The boy in white looked at the various tofu on the table and was shocked.

Chu Suifeng remained silent, picked up a piece of minced meat and tofu with his chopsticks, put it into his mouth and tasted it.

It is indeed delicious. This dish has both the fragrance of tofu and the fragrance of meat.

"The sauce is really good." The young man still didn't understand. It was obviously the simplest plain chicken, but how could it become so delicious in this restaurant?

"Jue Lin." Chu Suifeng looked at Si Jinhan across from him gently, but it was his name he called. "Where's the suit?"

"Not bad." Si Jinhan replied with a smile, looking carefree.

Then the two of them were silent again, and there was only the sound of chopsticks hitting dishes on the table.

"Everyone, I'm sorry, what you are eating is pork noodles. Most of them are here." Over there, Lin Changshu and Wu Dayou carried two large plates of pork noodles and placed them on the stone mill in the yard. Behind them Guo Huiniang and Lin Ziyin brought out two large plates of vegetables, eggs and braised tofu.

Since the master was sitting in the middle of the main room, the guards outside did not dare to make any noise, and each held a big thick bowl and ate. As soon as they opened their mouths, there were strange looks on their faces. Although they were servants, neither the Si family nor the Chu family were ordinary families. Naturally, they ate a lot of good things, but they didn't expect such a move. The simple noodles made by a poor farmer turned out to be so delicious.

The two large plates of noodles were gone in the blink of an eye, and the two large plates of vegetables were also gone.

Si Jinhan looked at the guards outside with a smile, "They took advantage of it. When I saw how they were eating, I wanted to go over and taste the noodles."

"So many dishes are not enough for you, do you need to fight with them?" Chu Suifeng ate more today, and when he put down the chopsticks in his hand, he felt full.

He secretly smiled, when did he follow Si Jinhan and become a foodie?

"Come on, take a cushion." All the tables and chairs at home were occupied by people from outside. The Lin family were all crowded in the small kitchen, and it was difficult to even turn around.

When Lin Ziyin saw Lin Changting, Lin Yanzhi and the old man, he felt a little unbalanced, so he took out the extra pot stickers and let the three of them eat with another plate of steamed eggs.

The old man wanted to refuse, but Lin Changshu and Guo Huiniang also persuaded him. Even the two children were looking at him eagerly.

With no other choice, the old man had no choice but to take the chopsticks, stand in the kitchen and eat a little with the two children.

"Little girl." Si Jinhan put down his chopsticks after finishing his meal, and then shouted loudly towards the kitchen.

Lin Ziyin and Lin Changshu soon appeared in front of them.

"I want thirty kilograms of tofu tomorrow, and after tomorrow, you can do business freely. This is a reward from me." Uncle Si Jinhan was very ill, and his tone of voice was Give alms.

But Lin Ziyin didn't care, after all, it was the Lin family who benefited. "Thank you two gentlemen."

She and Lin Changshu immediately politely thanked the two people in the seats.

"By the way, I want ten kilograms of that new product. As for the braised pork, leave some for me. He will bring someone over to pick it up in the future." After saying that, he waved, and soon a stocky man came in from outside. man.

"From now on, you bring people here every day to get tofu and other food. If something good comes out here, you have to give it to me as soon as possible." Si Jinhan ordered harshly.