Chapter 76 (1/2)

”By the way, I'll have sweet tofu.” Fang Lian added to the owner.

The owner said apologetically, ”girl, I'm sorry, we don't have any sweet bean curd here.”

Qingcheng city is located in the north of China.

As for sweet bean curd? I'm sorry, sweets are all different!

So in the north, most bean curd shops only prepare salty base materials.

Fang Lian's brow slightly frowned, as if to this result is very dissatisfied, ”that sugar always has, give me a few spoonfuls of sugar on the line.”

The shopkeeper said with a bitter smile, ”girl, if there is sugar, I won't say there is no sweet bean curd here. Or Are you going to another place? ”

”No more.” Fang Lian waved her hand, and her lips slightly opened, ”salty bean curd brain is salty bean curd brain, by the way, remember to add less base material.”

”OK, just a moment, girl.” The shopkeeper answered with a smile and went to prepare.

Cheng Nuo drinks a big spoon of bean curd into his mouth, which makes him feel warm.

Cheng Nuo smashed it, smashed his mouth, while eating, the other side pitifully said, ”sister Fang, are you from the south? How to run north. ”

Fang Lian takes a bowl of steaming bean curd from the shop owner with a smile and says thanks. Fang Lian looks at the rising heat in the air, with a look of memory in her eyes.

”In fact, I am not a northerner in the strict sense.” Fang Lian recalled, ”my mother was from the south, but she couldn't stay in my hometown until she moved to the north.”

Fang Lian gently skimmed a layer of bean curd with a spoon, opened her ruddy mouth and tasted it carefully.

Fang Lian's eyes showed deep nostalgia, ”in fact, when I was a child, every time I was greedy, my mother would lead me to the bean curd shop on the street to ask for a small bowl of sweet bean curd. Mother, she sat opposite me, quietly watching me gobble up the bean curd. A bowl of bean curd, for me at that time, really carried too many things

”But after moving to the north, I seldom drink bean curd. Little brother, do you know why? ”

Cheng Nuo shakes his head, indicating that he is completely ignorant.

Don't you say that you have a good breakfast? How can it become a column of recalling the past?

Fang Lian's face flashed a touch of sadness, ”because, everything has changed. I can't find the flavor of the past, and People of the past

”My mother died the second year I moved to the north, leaving my brother and I to live together. Since then, it has been more than 20 years. I have never eaten bean curd

“so？” Cheng Nuo asked.

”No, that's all.” Fang Lian drank another mouthful of bean curd, and returned to the taste. ”In fact, I feel that the salty taste is good, but it is still a little worse than the sweet one.”

”Salty and sweet are heretical.” Cheng Nuo drank a mouthful of bean curd brain, the tone is not salty.

”Sweet is delicious, salty is heresy.” Fang Lian drinks a mouthful of bean curd with great elegance and refutes Cheng Nuo.