Chapter 117: Tofu brain is delicious! (The third is more ordered! Thanks to MIKot local tyrants!)

"This familiar tone..." McGonagall raised his eyebrows. This argument was not heard on the Internet that year. It is expected that some people will say it, but did not expect that the first one was heard from the north of Mia.
"This is not necessarily true." McGonagall shook his head with a smile. He didn't expect the tofu brain to start selling. The interior taste of the restaurant was not uniform, but he was not in a hurry to argue with the North American Mia, sitting down on the table. Bowl of salty tofu brain.
The side dish is served according to his own taste. The orange-red sauce is drizzled on the white bean curd. The mustard is chopped, sprinkled with parsley, garlic, chopped green onion, and two drops of sesame oil. Hot air.
Pick up the spoon and take a bite into the mouth. The bean head of the entrance slides in along the tongue. The light fragrance of the tofu brain between the lips and the taste of the salty sauce melts together instantly.
A few simple side dishes are the finishing touches, and the sweet tofu brain is mixed together. The taste is so refreshing and delicious. After swallowing, the faint bean scent does not linger in the mouth for a long time.
"This taste is even better than the Baiji tofu brain of Beijing Nancheng Tianqiao! It should be the ultimate that canfu brain can do." Meg's eyes are completely lit, the spoon in his hand can't stop, three minutes. After that, he slowly put down the spoon in his hand and looked at the empty bowl. He looked satisfied in his heart: "It’s a satisfying thing to have a steaming salty bean curd in the morning, if you match it again. Meat clips are even better. Mia likes sweet tofu brains, I like salty tofu brains, and now I think Amy is a sweet party or a salty party."
"Father, adults, Xiaomi is hungry." At this moment, Amy’s voice rang from behind, I don’t know when the ugly duckling had come downstairs, the little nose sniffed, and looked at McGond with curiosity: "Father, is there something new and delicious today?"
"Well, today's restaurant has a new product, Xiaomi you sit first, I will give you a bowl of delicious tofu brain, do you want to eat sweet, or salty?" McGonagall looked back at wearing a skirt. Amy, got up and asked with a smile.
"Tofu brain? Salty or sweet?" Amy's face showed a bit of tangled color.
"Amy, sweet tofu brain is super delicious, sweet, full of taste is full of happiness." Yabei Mia could not help but suggest.
"There is still a way to grow grass!" Originally, I was planning to wait for Amy's own choice of Meg to raise her eyebrows, thinking about how to describe the fascinating taste of salty bean curd.
"Really? But salty must be super delicious!" Amy's eyes lit up and looked at Meg Dao. "My father, can I have both?"
"When...you can." McGonagall heard a sigh of relief, his face immediately showed a smile, and yes, this is the choice of Amy. In this case, it is absolutely impossible to choose one, just I don't know which flavor she would prefer after eating.
"Okay, thank you father." Amy was happy to hold the ugly duckling and jumped over. He went to the table and sat down. The big blue eyes were wide, and he looked forward to watching Meg, although he didn’t know. What is the tofu brain, but as long as it is done by the father, it must be super delicious.
McGee entered the kitchen, and soon took two bowls of tofu brain and put it on the table: "The left side is the sweet tofu brain, the right side is the salty tofu brain. Which bowl does Xiaomi want to eat first?"
Yabei Mia is also looking at Amy, looking forward to it. I can see that the wheat boss prefers salty tofu brain, and she thinks that sweet tofu brain must be the most delicious food in the world, so naturally I expect Amy to also like.
"Good fragrance and good fragrance!" Amy fanned the mouth with a small hand fan, and the small face was full of happy expressions.
"喵喵~" Amy's ugly duckling is also calling out two mouths, screaming at Amy's hand and trying to see what is in the bowl.
"Ugly duckling, you don't have to look at it, this is mine!" Amy reached out and pressed the little head of the ugly duckling back.
"Oh--" The ugly duckling looked up at Amy with pity, and the eyes of sapphire were full of resentful little eyes.
And Amy simply ignored her, her eyes glanced in two small bowls. The white and tender tofu brain looked like snow. It looked so cute, hesitated for a while, and stretched out his hand to make salty. The tofu brain moved a little and picked up a small spoon.
"This is a staged victory for the Salty Party." Meg has a smile on his face, and his daughter's taste is still with her own.
"As long as Amy has tasted the sweet tofu brain, I will love it!" Miami Mia was slightly disappointed, but she was not discouraged, thinking firmly in her heart.
"I want to eat." Amy took a spoonful of tofu brain, and the white tofu brain was wrapped in orange-red sauce. There was a little chopped mustard on the top, which swayed around the spoon and looked elastic. Open mouth to the mouth, do not need to chew and directly open, sweet tofu brain and salty mustard, sauce perfectly blended together, so that her eyes will suddenly light up.
A snoring sounded and swallowed. Amy’s face was full of pleasant expressions. Looking up at Meg, full of expectations, he pointed his little head:
Father, the tofu brain is delicious, but I want to Would you like a meat chop to eat?"
"Okay, I will do it for you." McGonagall nodded. He also thought that the salty tofu brain should be good with the meat. He didn't expect that he hadn't said it yet. Amy himself proposed to have a meat folder and eat it. The talent is not unusual.

Is it really delicious?
Ami Mia looked at Amy, who had a spoonful of tofu and was happy to eat. She thought a little doubt, but her eyes fell on the bowl of sweet tofu next to her head. It is firm, "Sweet tofu brain is the best!"
Bai Jizhen has been baked in the oven, and the braised pork has been cooked. Soon, I made two meat clips and took them out. I also made a salty bean curd for myself and prepared to eat.
Amy took a bite with a meat clip and took a bite of tofu brain. Her eyes widened, her face was full of happy expressions, and her body was shaking with her left and right. It seemed very happy to eat.
The head of the ugly duckling shook his head around the spoon in Amy's hand, and his eyes were full of desire.
McGonagall also has a smile on his face, at least from now on, Amy still likes salty tofu.
There were a few more eager knocks on the door, and McGonagall looked at the watch, only seven o'clock, not ready to open the door.
"Mae boss, I am Sherlock's detective agency, there is something for you." The knock on the door stopped, and there was a bit of an urgent voice.