Traveling through various miniature worlds with a small restaurant

Chapter 168 The Beastman World 5

Uncle Zhan took the still-steaming stinky tofu back to his shop. His wife, Aunt Zhan, pinched her nose and said with some dissatisfaction, "I was just about to say something to you, why did you buy this smelly stuff?"

Old Zhan glanced at Aunt Zhan, who looked disgusted, picked up a small bamboo skewer from the box, stuck a piece of stinky tofu in it, and held it to his wife's lips: "Try it."

Aunt Zhan said with dissatisfaction, "I won't try it."

As a result, Uncle Zhan stuffed a piece of stinky tofu into his mouth while he was opening it.

Aunt Zhan was caught off guard and tried to spit it out, but then she tasted a rich aroma in her mouth and couldn't help but chew it a couple of times.

His eyes narrowed: "Hmm~ This...this stuff is actually quite delicious. It really doesn't smell bad anymore after you eat it. It's delicious, give me another piece."

Uncle Zhan shook his head: "Haven't you felt it yet?"

Aunt Zhan was completely bewildered: "Feel what?"

Don't you feel much happier?

Aunt Zhan was taken aback. It seemed to be true. She had been feeling tightness in her chest and irritability, but after eating a piece of this so-called stinky tofu, she felt much better.

She excitedly said to Uncle Zhan, "Really? How did this happen?"

Uncle Zhan said with a deep look in his eyes, "There is a spice in here that I have never seen before. This spice has a calming effect on the mind."

Aunt Zhan was somewhat surprised: "You've never even seen it before? How is that possible?"

You know, my wife has worked in restaurants for most of her life, handling countless ingredients and spices. She's a world-class spice master. If it weren't for fulfilling a small wish she had in her younger years, she would never have opened a cake shop on the street.

Even he didn't know that spices had a calming effect, which explains why he would taste stinky tofu despite the foul smell.

I must say, this stinky tofu is really delicious.

Uncle Zhan took the stinky tofu in his hand and turned to walk into the kitchen.

Aunt Zhan chased after him: "Hey! Old man, don't go yet, give me another one before you start studying, okay?"

On Lin Xiaoqian's side, after the clothing store owner boldly tried a piece of stinky tofu, she successfully sold another serving.

After things calmed down in the shop, Liao Zhuang ran up to Mo Ying and asked, "Hey, what were those three beastmen in beast form?"

Mo Ying rolled her eyes at him: "You're so boring."

Liao Zhuang chuckled and nudged Mo Ying's arm with his elbow: "Hey Mo Ying, tell me about it."

Mo Ying replied helplessly, "The elderly couple were a pair of muskrats, and the clothing store owner was a small red fox."

Everyone else turned to look at Mo Ying, their faces filled with disbelief.

Those old people were actually muskrats!

Quite cute.

After that, no customers came in. Not only did no customers come in, but even people passing by the restaurant would avoid it.

Selling a thousand servings of stinky tofu is a challenging task with a long way to go.

Since they had fresh tofu, the group prepared several tofu dishes for dinner, such as Mapo Tofu and Crucian Carp Tofu Soup.

Everyone ate until they were stuffed. Lin Xiaoqian looked at the empty plates on the table and couldn't help but complain, "If the system task were any of the foods on this table, I would think it would be more reasonable than stinky tofu."

Mo Ying said, "I think stinky tofu is quite delicious."

Lin Xiaoqian looked at him with a sly smile: "Just because of this smell, you can count the number of people who pass by our shop on one hand. Everyone avoids it like the plague. Who am I supposed to sell my stinky tofu to?"

Mo Ying touched his nose. He could only block out his own sense of smell, but he couldn't block out the sense of smell of passersby. If people didn't want to eat it, there was nothing he could do.

Others are also trying to figure out how to sell stinky tofu, but they don't have any ideas yet.

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The cake shop next door

The shop door was pushed open, and a stylish young orc walked in. He was a regular customer of the cake shop and his name was Dean.

Dean pinched his nose and waited for the door to close before letting go.

For some reason, there was a foul smell outside, and even after entering the cake shop, the smell lingered around my nose.

Aunt Zhan, who was busy in the shop, heard the voice. Seeing it was him, she greeted him warmly, "Dean, you're here! Same as always?"

Dean agreed, then asked curiously, "Auntie Zhan, whose septic tank exploded over here? It smells so bad."

Aunt Zhan waved her hand: "No, the stench you're smelling is from a food dish called stinky tofu made by the shop next door."

"Stinky tofu?" Dean was extremely surprised. What kind family would make food that smells so bad?

Aunt Zhan smiled and said, "That's right, this stinky tofu smells bad, but it tastes pretty good. If you're interested, you can try it."

Dean quickly waved his hand: "Forget it, this doesn't smell appetizing at all."

Uncle Zhan came out from the kitchen at that moment and greeted him, "Dean's here!"

"Hello, Uncle Zhan!"

Uncle Zhan nodded and then walked towards the door.

Aunt Zhan called out to him, "Old man, where are you going?"

Uncle Zhan coughed lightly: "I have to go out for a bit."

He studied the kitchen for a long time and found that the spices had been ground into some yellowish-green granules, and he could not tell what kind of plant they were before.

He thought that since the spices couldn't be identified as their original form, he might as well buy some; he quite liked the scent.

Seeing Uncle Zhan open the door and leave without looking back, Aunt Zhan said helplessly as she packed up the cake in her hand, "That old man, I don't know what he's busy with all day long. Here, Dean, your cake, take it."

Dean took the bag, paid, and walked out of the cake shop. As soon as he opened the door, a strong stench hit him. He was a canine beastman, and his sense of smell was much more developed than that of ordinary beastmen.

Dean frowned. What could possibly smell so bad?

Feeling a bit curious, I turned a corner and walked to the entrance of the stinky tofu shop.

I spotted Uncle Zhan sitting in the shop right away.

Hey, Uncle Zhan is actually in a stinky tofu shop!

Actually, Uncle Zhan was a little embarrassed to bring up the matter of buying spices directly. Faced with the warm hospitality of Lin Xiaoqian and the others, he could only order a plate of stinky tofu and sit in the shop.

Tofu tastes best when it's freshly fried, so Lin Xiaoqian served him a bowl of soy milk and told him to drink it first.

Uncle Zhan now finds everything in this store strange and unusual.

The milky white liquid in the bowl, called soy milk, has a warm, milky white color. Its color is pure and soft. Taking a sip, you can taste its delicate and smooth texture, with a hint of sweetness. After swallowing, the aftertaste lingers in your mouth, making you want to have a second sip after finishing the first.

He was enjoying his soy milk.

"Uncle Zhan!" Dean called out as he entered the store.

Uncle Zhan was startled, and after realizing who it was, he said, "Oh, it's Dean. You're here to eat stinky tofu?"

Dean was about to say no, but at that moment, Jiang Shuang had already brought over Uncle Zhan's stinky tofu.

Stinky tofu is steaming hot and smells terrible to those who haven't tried it, but those who have can smell its unique aroma, and the more they smell it, the more addictive it becomes.

Uncle Zhan's mind was filled with the crispy outside and tender inside texture of fried stinky tofu, and his face was beaming with joy.

He set the spices aside for now and ate them first.