Chapter 61 - Impersonation
The Rough Hunter s Little Lucky Wife
Noticing his gaze on Yue Jiaojiao, Zhao Zhanâs voice turned cold. âDo you not want to see anymore?â
The waiter shrunk back like a quail when he was caught staring.
âF*cking get to the kitchen right now! Donât make a fool of yourself in front of the customers. In the future, youâll be helping out in the kitchen, and youâre not allowed to come to the front anymore!â
The manager saw that his nephew roll his eyes and so he kicked him in the butt, throwing him into the kitchen. He then looked at Yue Jiaojiao and said in a fawning tone, âThis dish is called tofu soup. Have heard of it?â
Yue Jiaojiao and Zhao Zhan looked at each other.
It was impossible for Manager Li to sell the tofu to Huai County without breaking the contract⦠Unless this was an underground exchange.
Originally, because this waiter was such a killjoy, Yue Jiaojiao wanted to change to another restaurant to eat. However, when the manager mentioned tofu soup, she pulled Zhao Zhan to a stool at the side and sat down. she slowly said, âOf course, Iâve heard of it, but Iâve never tried it before. I didnât think that today would be a blessing in disguise.â
âThe two of you are lucky, it just so happens that we have it prepared today. Iâll go to the kitchen to prepare the dishes for you.â
After he left, Yue Jiaojiao poked Zhao Zhanâs firm muscles. âWhy did you hit him so suddenly? Why did you dirty your hands?â
âHe shouldnât have treated you like that.â Zhao Zhanâs anger had not subsided, but the anger in his body was naturally extinguished from the contact. âIf you encounter such a situation again, I will make sure he wonât even have the chance to finish his words.â
âWhy are you so cute?â
If Zhao Zhan hadnât pulled her behind him in time just now, she wouldâve died.
She had a hundred ways to let the waiter know how unlucky he would be if he provoked someone he shouldnât.
However, since Zhao Zhan had taken the lead, Yue Jiaojiao was happy to hide behind him lazily and not waste her energy.
âLetâs try the tofu soup later. If thereâs anything wrong, weâll tell Manager Li about this when we get back and let him decide what to do next.â
Zhao Zhan nodded heavily.
While the two of them were talking, the manager personally served the dishes. âEsteemed guests, the tofu soup is here, as well as the eggs and vegetables youâve ordered. Please enjoy.â
âThis isnât tofu.â Zhao Zhan took a glance at it before moving closer to Yue Jiaojiao and whispering, âI just canât tell what this is made of.â
Yue Jiaojiao used a spoon to scoop a little into the plate, then crushed it and observed it for a moment. She then brought it up to her nose and sniffed.
It had to be said that the wisdom of the ancient people could not be underestimated. Forgery was really an eternal problem in the world.
âItâs made from eggs, fish, and flour,â Yue Jiaojiao placed the bowl in front of Zhao Zhan and pointed it out. âIt only looks like tofu, but it doesnât actually taste like tofu.â
âIf you smell it closely, it smells a little fishy. they donât know how the tofu got so white, so they only found similar ingredients to replace it. The chef didnât know how to process it, but he was able to cover up the fishy smell. Not bad.â
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âIâll try it and see if thereâs any difference.â
Yue Jiaojiao held her hand down and said, âWho knows if that waiter did anything to these dishes in the kitchen? Donât eat them, they look dirty.â
Zhao Zhan obediently retracted his hand.
On the second floor, the manager stood respectfully behind a man and watched the two peopleâs every move downstairs with him. He bowed and said respectfully, âSir, why arenât they eating? Do you think theyâve tasted real tofu before?â
âI donât know if theyâve ever tasted real tofu, but I know that man just made a big deal with Manager Zhou from the Huai Jing Inn.â