Chapter 683: You are stupid × ah! (third more!)

"What is the brain of tofu brain? Is it the brain of some kind of Warcraft?"
Ian looked at the tofu brain in front of him, and the white tofu of the Founder was in a small bowl, and the chopped mustard and other side dishes were spread on top, and poured a spoonful of orange-red sauce, the sauce and the flavor of the side dish. The smell of beans is fascinating, and the scent is quite attractive.
Just finished eating the steak, this refreshing bean scent brings a pleasant feeling to people, and the white and tender appearance is also far from the mind of the heart, and there is no feeling of nausea.

It looks very appetizing, the fragrance is very refreshing, and the taste should be good.
Ian nodded slightly, looked up and glanced at the sweet tofu brain with golden red juice in front of Bruka, and smiled and said:
Bruka You are not too young, or eat less sugar, which is not good for your health."
"Master, I also like this. If you can't even eat sugar, you always feel that there will be less in your life." Bruka smiled and looked at the sweet tofu in front of him.
Square, white and tender, with a layer of golden red sugar on top, it looks like a piece of pure white jade wrapped in amber. When the bowl is finished, the tofu brain still shakes and looks elastic. The syrup is still hot.
The sweet taste of the hot syrup is mixed in the scent of the bean. If you haven't eaten it, he feels the sweetness in his mouth. For a person who likes to eat dessert, it seems to be too tempting.
The two men picked up a spoon and took a spoonful of tofu brain to their mouth.
"Well! This taste!" Bruka's eyes were rounded up, and the tofu brain wrapped in a layer of sugar juice was instant, soft and sweet tofu brain, with sweet sugar juice, different from the common sticky Thick sugar juice, this golden red sugar juice is sweet but not greasy, and it does not hide the bean flavor of the bean curd itself.
Squeaking down the throat, there is still a faint scent of beans between the teeth, sweet and lingering.
Bruka's sweets, a variety of desserts have been eaten, and the pockets of clothes are always remembered with a pack of sugar. It is a habit to eat one at leisure.
When I first followed Ian, I was often too busy to eat. When I was hungry, I ate a candy and gradually developed a habit. If I don’t eat some sugar every day, I always feel uncomfortable for a day.
Although he tasted all kinds of desserts, he tasted a sweet tofu brain, but he suddenly fell into disarray.
It feels like it's suddenly caught in a delicious trap, surrounded by countless sweet juices, plunging in, tumbling and tasting inside, and enjoying the silky and sweetness of this moment.
"Sure enough, a pleasant surprise!" Ian on the other side looked at the empty spoon in front of him, his face full of surprise colors.
The white tofu brain is wrapped in orange-red sauce, and there is a little chopped mustard on the top. It is fed into the mouth and is directly opened without chewing. The sweet tofu brain and the salty mustard and sauce are perfectly blended. Together, all kinds of taste raging in the mouth, after swallowing, the mouth has a faint bean fragrance, full of refreshing feeling.
After eating the steak, eating this refreshing and delicious salty bean curd is simply unspeakable.
The white porcelain spoon touched the bowl and made a soft sound. A spoonful of tofu brain was fed to the mouth by two people. One spoon and one spoonful could not stop.
"Sweet tofu brain is the king of dessert. I have never eaten such a delicious dessert, an incredible taste! I can't resist the delicious!" Bruka wiped the sugar in the bowl and put it down. A look of surprise and satisfaction, as if life has been sublimated.
Ian put down the bowl in his hand and looked at Bruka and shook his head. "You should try the salty bean curd and say this. The tofu brain is a dessert. It is a kind of tofu brain. Tofu brain should be a kind." Delicious and refreshing snacks, not sweet desserts."
"Master, although I respect you, but dessert is my belief, and sweet tofu brain has now completely replaced the status of dessert in my heart, please don't humiliate it." Bruka looked at Ian with a serious look. "And, the tofu brain itself has a slightly sweet bean flavor, adding syrup to the extreme effect of this sweet scent, I think this is the correct way to open the tofu brain, and salty, is the delicious thing that destroys the bean curd brain. ""
"As your boss, then I have to correct your wrong beliefs, tofu brain should be salty!" Ian also put his face on the board, Yan Zhengdao.
"Master, although you are the boss, but you can not shake my determination to eat sweet tofu brain, I would like to live with the sweet tofu brain." Bruka looked like a dead face.
Ian stared at Bruka for a while, put his hand on the table, and Bruka stood up, but his face was still not half-soft.
"Then I will stick to my position." Ian snorted and got up and walked in the direction of the kitchen.
"I respect your position." Bruka took a sip and suddenly felt that his legs were a little soft. He stayed with the master for decades. This is the first time he opposed the lord. He did not expect it to be a bowl of tofu. brain.
"Mike...Boss, isn't it? Steak and salted bean curd are delicious, but I still want to discuss with you one thing, can you sell me a bottle of this wine, I only need one bottle, still according to the price mentioned before To you." Ian walked to the kitchen door and looked at McGonagall.
"Sell! I sell!" McGonagall was roaring, but Ian smiled and shook his head. "Sorry, wine is not for sale."
"Add another 100,000." Ian looked at McGonagall's eyes.
"Do not sell." McGonagall shook his head with a smile.
He feels his heart is bleeding, 300,000 copper coins! He took a bottle of the cost from the system and only a few hundred copper coins. This profit-making business was actually killed by the system, which was a serious waste of resources.
"System, or the reward of our next mission will make this red wine brewing method better, do it yourself, good food and clothing, how tired you are every day." McGonagall said with a smile in his heart.

Task rewards are random, but as long as the host is trying to get the job done, there is still hope that the brewing method will be rewarded.
The system replied.
"When you are stupid, I will give you a brewing method. My winery is not built in white..." In the place where McGonagall didn't pay attention, a small line of words quickly drifted.
"Interesting, Mai boss can come to my winery next time, I invite you to taste the wines brewed by the winery." Ian looked at McGonagall and smiled again.
"You are polite, if you have the opportunity, you should be harassed." McGonagall also nodded with a smile, and he also wanted to discuss with the father whether or not to have a lunch auction.
The lunch of Buffett’s father on the earth can be auctioned for a few hundred thousand dollars. Although the Buffett father does not trade stocks, the legendary degree does not lose the person on the earth. If the news is released, most of the market will also be Very hot.
If someone else invites to eat, he has to give him money. This method of making money can also be thought of by the old man.
Ian and Bruka left the checkout, and a big carriage with the city's flag badge stopped at the restaurant door.