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Chapter 246 Tofu (1)

Yang Wu drank the last drop of wine in the glass, smacking his lips, as if he was still immersed in the rich and mellow aroma of the wine, and shook his head with some reluctance.

He thought to himself: What a pity that the Second Master is not here at the moment, otherwise, with his knowledgeable nature, he would probably be surprised to see such a strong and delicious wine! If this strong wine could be introduced to the Great Zhou, it would surely cause a sensation.

Thinking of this, Yang Wu couldn't help but get excited. He started the conversation again, staring at Doctor Zhu with a burning gaze. "Doctor Zhu, you don't know that no matter how expensive this wine is, as long as we can successfully get it to Da Zhou, our Yang family will buy it all, no matter the quantity. Of course, if you are willing to cooperate with us in selling this wine, you will naturally get a share of the profits."

Doctor Zhu frowned slightly upon hearing this, and replied with an awkward expression, "Yang Wu, it's not that I'm unwilling to help. Everyone knows that the Great Zhou is short of strong liquor, and selling strong liquor will surely attract people. It's just that transporting liquor over long distances is extremely difficult! Not to mention the long and arduous journey, the numerous checkpoints along the way alone will expose us to exploitation and extortion by greedy people. Even if we finally reach the Great Zhou, I'm afraid there won't be much left. While we could use this opportunity to raise the price, the limited quantity makes it difficult to achieve economies of scale, and creating momentum will be extremely difficult!"

Yang Jiu, who was standing by, nodded repeatedly in agreement after hearing this, echoing, "Yes, Fifth Brother, just as Doctor Zhu said, if the quantity is so scarce that we can't even drink it ourselves, how can we have any left to sell? Alas...it seems we are destined to miss out on such fine wine!"

Yang Wu felt a little disappointed when he heard this, but he soon felt relieved. He consoled himself: "Whatever, at least I've had the pleasure of tasting such a delicious wine. I'll have something to brag about it to others later!"

Wang Xiangdong glanced at Zhu's father and said nothing.

He also agreed with Zhu's father. Even if they had the ability to get strong liquor, it would not be now.

Yu Bo greeted everyone, "Eat, eat. We're out of wine, but we have plenty of food."

Father Zhu: "Yes, yes, the dishes in the pot are all cooked. Eat them quickly and don't waste them. Xiao Yu, give Yang Wu and the others some tofu. The longer it is cooked, the more tender and flavorful it becomes."

Yu Bo quickly took a spoon and scooped some tofu into the three people's bowls. He also carefully reminded them: "Be careful, it's hot. You can't eat hot tofu in a hurry."

Wang Xiangdong also said: "Yes, eat the food, eat the food. Master Zhu is still waiting for your evaluation of the taste. If it is suitable, we may open a restaurant to sell hot pot in the future."

Yu Bo assisted: "Yes, this is also a food that is not available in the Great Zhou Dynasty. It should be popular. If you want to cooperate, this should be no problem, right, Uncle?"

Father Zhu: "Well, Qingqing has always wanted to open a restaurant. We will go find a shop tomorrow. If your Yang family wants to invest, I have no objection, and Qingqing...should have no objection either."

Yang Wu immediately stated: "I will accompany you to find a shop tomorrow. As for the cooperation, the Second Master has given instructions. As long as Master Zhu is willing, our Yang family has no problem."

At that moment, Yang Jiu could no longer contain his eagerness. He quickly reached out his chopsticks and grabbed a piece of white, trembling tofu. Without hesitation, he stuffed it into his mouth. Instantly, a rich aroma filled his mouth. He felt the tofu was incredibly tender, smooth and delicate like silk. With a gentle bite, it even absorbed all the hot pot juices! The delicious flavor instantly filled his taste buds, and he couldn't help but exclaim, "Wow! So tender and smooth! The hot pot juices have been absorbed perfectly. Wow, it's so delicious!" Although it was still slightly hot at first, Yang Jiu didn't care at all and swallowed the tofu in just a few bites.

While smacking his lips and savoring the delicious taste, Yang Jiu turned to Yang Wu beside him and said, "Brother Wu, this thing called tofu is amazing! I've never seen it before, let alone eaten it! You should try it!" After hearing Yang Jiu's strong recommendation, Yang Wu and Li Quan looked at each other, picked up their chopsticks, picked up a piece of tofu from the bowl and put it in their mouths.

Sure enough, as they chewed, the tender, smooth texture seemed to dance on their tongues, melting effortlessly in their mouths without much chewing. Yang Wu nodded in satisfaction, praising, "Yes, it's just as Ninth Brother said. This tofu melts in your mouth. I'm sure everyone from the elderly to the young will love it. Doctor Zhu, I wonder what ingredients are used to make this tofu?" Seeing that Yang Wu had raised the same question, everyone's eyes turned to Father Zhu.

Father Zhu showed a hint of doubt on his face and asked, "Why? Could it be that this kind of tofu has never appeared in your Great Zhou Dynasty?"