Chapter 648

"Okay, okay, come right away." The busy aunt over there responded with a smile, carrying a pot with bean curd over it, placing four bowls, and said with a smile, "Come on, four bowls of bean curd, now scrape and add sugar."

Situ, Ye Feibai, and Gao Chen, as sons of an aristocratic family, would hardly eat sweet beancurd at the street stall. At this time, they saw the woman carrying a pot of beancurd, holding a pot of beancurd in her hand. With a thin iron spoon, he quickly scooped up four bowls for them, and he couldn't help feeling novel.

"Several young masters eat slowly, if you don't have enough sugar, call me again." The woman said, and walked away with the pot.

Situ looked at Bai Huahua's tender bean curd covered with a spoonful of white sugar, and couldn't help but try it and said, "Although it's a sweet food, it tastes pretty good, very sweet, and the bean curd is still hot."

Ye Feibai and Gao Chen also tried it and nodded: "Not bad, this beancurd is very tender, sweet in the mouth, and the taste is not inferior to those high-end sweets in the city."

"Hey, a bowl of sweet beancurd will open your eyes? It's true that rich and noble sons don't understand common people's snacks. You must know that beancurd is eaten by children who are learning to talk to old people." Niu Dali said, He scooped up the bean curd and ate a bowl, then took the bowl to the aunt and scraped it back.

"Master Tang definitely likes to eat, and I will bring him a bowl later." Niu Dali said, and ate again.

"Brother Niu, how come the bean curd looks like it was scraped off with that thin spoon? It wasn't with a spoon?" Gao Chen asked curiously.

"Because the bean curd is tender and condensed, the scooping will definitely crush the lower one, but it will not be scraped layer by layer, and the scraped bean curd is also beautiful." Niu Dali said while eating, Ask: "Are you enough? Would you like to order another bowl?"

"No need, you can't eat too much sweets, you have to eat them and come back next time." Ye Feibai shook his head and said.

"Ah! What are you doing!"

An angry and panicked voice came, along with the sound of bowls and spoons colliding.

I saw the girl wearing a floral dress with two braids and holding bean curd in front of her with a look of shame and anger on her face, but her body shrank back and hid behind the woman in the stall.

At the table, the beancurd in front of a brocade-clothed man was slightly sprinkled, but he didn't seem to see it, but with a little teasing, he said, "Aren't you accidentally touching a small hand? It's not a big deal, it's worth making a fuss. Yes? But don't tell me, this little hand is quite slippery."

The man's fingers rubbed against each other lightly, as if he was reminiscing about something. He saw the other customers in the stall frown slightly, showing disapproval, and the girl was even more angry and ashamed, but she did not dare to take him. In this way, Shengsheng was so angry at the man's shameless attitude that he cried.

"Look, this beancurd has been spilled, and it has also splashed on my robe. I can't even buy this robe even if I paid your stall, what do you do now?"

The man stared at the girl with a bit of covetousness in his eyes, and said, "Why don't you come and wipe it for me? As long as you wipe it clean, it's fine."

The other diners listened and shook their heads: "This person is not good, how can his character be so bad."

"Yes, it's too tasteless."

"This young master, do you think this is okay? Let me help you wipe it!" The woman stepped forward and said, not daring to offend him.