Shocking! The entire court was drooling with envy because of me.

"Today, Zhiweixuan is selling stinky tofu, limited to two hundred servings," Shen Qing's indifferent voice rang out.

Yan Xian's mind was completely occupied with the Four Delicacies Soup. The moment the door opened, he instinctively ignored Shen Qing's words and, pinching his nose, shouted at the top of his lungs, "Madam Shen, I want a hundred servings of Four Delicacies Soup!!"

"Today we sell stinky tofu, but not Four Delicacies Soup."

As Shen Qing spoke, he pointed to a plate of soaked tofu next to him.

Dusty and smelly.

The smell made Yan Xian involuntarily take two steps back.

"Stinky...tofu???"

"Madam Shen, are you joking? Where's that fragrant Four Beauties Soup? What is this? It stinks! How can anyone eat it?"

Yan Xian covered his nose even tighter, his eyes showing obvious disgust.

This stuff doesn't smell like something a human could eat!

Other diners were equally astonished, their faces filled with disbelief.

"Madam Shen, is this thing broken? You must be joking. Quickly take it down and throw it away."

"Yes, yes, everyone is waiting for the Four Beauties Soup."

"It stinks! It's awful!"

"..."

Shen Qing anticipated the diners' reactions when the system selected stinky tofu.

There is no such thing as stinky tofu in this dynasty. The smell of stinky tofu has completely overturned people's imagination of food.

So she patiently explained, "This stinky tofu may smell bad, but it tastes incredibly delicious. Everyone should give it a try; you definitely won't regret it."

"How could that be? How could something so smelly taste good? Oh dear, Madam Shen, please, just keep selling the Four Delicacies Soup."

Yan Xian was almost in tears.

He was sent by the master to buy the Four Delicacies Soup, specifically for that group of literati and scholars.

The Peach Garden Gathering is all about refined things; he couldn't possibly bring these smelly things there.

This is simply putting him in a difficult position!

"We're out of ingredients for the Four Beauties Soup, so today Zhiweixuan is selling stinky tofu," Shen Qing repeated.

Yan Xian's face clearly showed his bitterness.

This is really difficult.

"Butler, what should we do? Should we still buy it?" a servant asked.

Yan Xian glanced at the dusty, unappetizing tofu, gritted his teeth, hardened his heart, and said, "Buy it!"

"Give me a hundred stinky tofu!!"

Buying is better than not buying.

Anyway, I bought a hundred servings of food from Zhiweixuan.

As for the rest, we can only leave it to fate.

Shen Qing nodded: "A serving of stinky tofu costs thirty coins, so that's three thousand coins in total."

Yan Xian put down three taels of silver directly, thinking to himself that if the old master scolded him later, he could say that he had saved the old master money.

You should know that a serving of Four Delicacies Soup costs 100 coins.

Shen Qing put away the money and then began to make stinky tofu.

Soaking the tofu is only the first step in making stinky tofu; the second step is deep-frying, which is also a crucial step.

Pour rapeseed oil into a large pot and heat it over medium heat.

Shen Qing looked focused as she held the chopsticks and dipped them into the oil. Instantly, tiny bubbles appeared around them.

The oil has reached the required temperature.

Then, she carefully placed pieces of tofu into the pot one by one. The tofu sank to the bottom of the oil, and after a while, it slowly floated to the surface again.

At this point, the grayish tofu had turned light yellow.

Shen Qing gently stirred the tofu with long chopsticks. The light yellow tofu rolled around in the oil, its outer shell gradually hardening and its color deepening.

Shen Qing only took the tofu out of the pot after it had been fried until a layer of fine bubbles appeared on its surface, making it look bumpy.

After draining the oil, she set the tofu aside.

He took another bowl, added chili powder, minced garlic, Sichuan peppercorn powder, sesame seeds, and so on, then scooped a spoonful of hot oil and poured it over the bowl with a sizzling sound.

The chili powder curled up as it was scalded, the sesame seeds danced in the oil, and the aroma of minced garlic and Sichuan peppercorns wafted out.

"It smells so good... no... it still smells a bit bad."

The aroma of chili peppers mingled with the pungent smell of tofu, making it difficult to tell whether it was fragrant or foul.

Shen Qing divided the freshly fried tofu into small portions and then poured the chili oil and garlic sauce she had just made onto them.

A touch of bright green cilantro was added as a garnish.

Yan Xian was stunned.

Good heavens, how did this dusty, grayish tofu change so much?

The chili oil slowly seeped into the cracks of the tofu, filling the bumpy surface completely and giving it a glossy sheen, as if it had been glazed.

Minced garlic, sesame seeds, and cilantro are scattered on the golden shell, resembling a colorful painting.

The paper was wrapped in oil, and the red oil had soaked the paper into a semi-transparent state. Through the oil paper, you could see the golden shadow inside.

Yan Xian felt something was strange; this smelly thing actually looked like it might taste good.

It looks so delicious!

He even felt that something was wrong with him.

Shen Qing worked quickly, while Qiu Kui helped pack the stinky tofu.

One hundred servings sounds like a lot, but each serving only contains eight pieces of tofu.

Shen Qing used a very large pot, which could produce quite a lot in one go. He poured on the sauce and sprinkled on the cilantro, and it was ready in no time.

Before long, one hundred servings of stinky tofu were packed up.

Yan Xian was about to leave with the stinky tofu when a nearby customer couldn't help but ask:

"Aren't you going to try some? Are all these even good?"

"Yes, you try it first and tell us what it tastes like."

"..."

Everyone was quite curious, and also very curious about Yan Xian's behavior.

After all, Yan Xian actually bought a hundred servings of this stinky stuff.

This is absolutely outrageous!

Yan Xian, of course, saw through their intentions. He curled his lip and said, "Why don't you buy a copy yourselves and try it and see?"

He couldn't eat these stinky tofu; they were all taken to the Taoyuan Gathering.

Besides, although this thing looks good, it smells terrible. Can it really taste good?

Yan Xian was filled with doubt, but he had no choice but to head to the Peach Garden Gathering to face his fate.

The remaining diners looked at each other, some curious, some disgusted, all watching and hoping someone would try it first.

Let them test the poison first.

"We only have 100 servings of stinky tofu left today, first come, first served," Shen Qing said calmly.

There were only 200 portions available today, and half of them have already been sold.

The remaining half should also be sold out soon.

Shen Qing was quite optimistic.

However, after she shouted, the entire room fell silent, and not a single person stood up to buy.

Honestly, no one believes that something that smells bad can taste good.

"Madam Shen, I'd like one!"

Just then, a voice rang out.

Another voice chimed in, "Yes, we'll have one for both of us. Here's thirty coins!"