The dipping sauce that the gentleman just made looks delicious too.

Butler Sun picked up the knife Lin Zhou had placed on the table and carefully cut himself another bowl.

I was afraid that if I moved too roughly, I would ruin this box of white, jade-like tofu.

That wouldn't be beautiful.

Then, he ladled out a bowl of tofu and poured the sauce Lin Zhou had just prepared over each piece.

If the dipping sauce for chili oil focuses more on the aroma of garlic and the flavor of spicy red oil, then the sesame sauce and chive sauce are more about the rich aroma of sesame oil and the strong flavor of chives. Neither of the two types of chili is very spicy; on the contrary, the addition of chili makes the overall flavor more fragrant and mellow.

Which sauce is the best?

Seeing that Steward Sun was already eating his second bowl and had tasted both sauces, Lin Zhou asked.

Butler Sun thought about it carefully.

"Southerners might prefer this spicy red oil dipping sauce, while northerners might prefer the rich and mellow flavor of sesame paste and chive sauce. Each has its own deliciousness. I never thought that a simple bowl of tofu could be made to this extent."

Butler Sun used to be a chef and had eaten a lot of delicious food, but he never expected to be amazed by a bowl of tofu.

This traditionally handmade tofu tastes completely different from the tofu sold outside.

It was something that refreshed his understanding of tofu.

Lin Zhou nodded.

He used to believe in the differences between northern and southern tastes.

But now, he believes more strongly that as long as the food is delicious enough, it doesn't matter whether you're from the south, the north, or a foreigner.

As long as your sense of taste is fine, you'll find anything delicious to be delicious.

Your body doesn't lie; you'll know if it tastes good or not after just one bite.

After a busy half-day, the feeling of enjoying a bite of fresh tofu is truly wonderful.

For a moment, the kitchen was completely silent as everyone focused on eating the tofu. Tofu doesn't require much chewing, so there were no chewing sounds, only the quiet sounds of swallowing.

Lin Zhou ate two bowls of tofu, and after filling his stomach, he lay down on the sofa and began to rest.

After waking up at dawn and seeing the task, I packed my things, rushed to catch the plane, and then got to Jilin to start making tofu. Only after finishing this work can I take a break.

After finishing his brunch, Lin Zhou went straight back to his room for a nap so he could better set up his stall in the afternoon.

When I woke up again, it was already 12 o'clock.

It was the alarm clock that Lin Zhou set before going to bed.

...

The main peak of Dabai Mountain, Baitou Mountain, is covered with white pumice and snow all year round. There are many mountain ranges, and there are also facilities such as a high-altitude ice and snow sports base on the mountain. The scenic area is very large.

In short, it's completely different from where I used to set up a stall in Qinhuangshan, Jiangdong.

After getting up, Lin Zhou mentally prepared himself by putting on a warm outdoor jacket and other gear, then set off on a tricycle that didn't match his outfit at all.

Then we arrived at Dabai Mountain, showed our stall permit, and were allowed to go up the mountain.

But the place was too big, and even though Huang Zhenghao had sent him detailed travel guides and information about Dabai Mountain, Lin Zhou was too lazy to look at them carefully. He just randomly picked a peak with a nice view and went up there.

Then the journey became increasingly remote, with clusters of mountains and forests, and no one in sight.

Lin Zhou found a suitable spot to set up his stall and stopped. He looked around and saw that there was no one there for a long time. He glanced at the time and it was exactly one o'clock.

The mission indicates that this location is acceptable.

It's already within the area of ​​Dabai Mountain.

But there's no one here yet.

Lin Zhou tidied up the stall. The tofu was in a temperature-controlled refrigerator and didn't need any attention. He then placed the seasonings one by one on the counter, covered them, and made sure they didn't freeze solid.

Today is November 27th.

The last week of this month, December will be here in just a few days.

It's already winter in the north.

The ski resorts in Changbai Mountain are already open.

By the way, he's never skied before.

When I'm not setting up a stall, I can find a coach to play with.

Back when I lived in the south, I had never seen such a natural ice rink.

This trip to the north to set up a stall really allowed him to witness heavy snow and accumulated snow.

For him, who had lived in the south for two lifetimes, snow was an irresistible temptation.

So even though the task was a bit of a hassle, he was very happy to accept it.

...

Meanwhile, as the new week begins, it's not just the regular diners from the south who are looking for Boss Lin.

When Mr. Lin was not seen setting up his stall at the Baihe morning market at 5 a.m. on Monday, everyone knew that he had moved his stall to a different location for the new week.

This gave the southern diners a strange sense of psychological balance.

Let's say Mr. Lin doesn't have the habit of setting up his stall in one place all the time!

It's incredible that he set up a stall in the same place for two consecutive weeks; it has already shattered everyone's assumptions about Mr. Lin's stall-setting habits.

Now that we've moved to a different location, everyone feels it was the right decision.

Although we still need to find out where Boss Lin sets up his stall.

But this is also an opportunity.

What a wonderful thing it would be if Boss Lin moved to another city and set up a stall in their city!

Many people hold this view.

Netizens are already speculating about where Mr. Lin will set up his stall this week.

A Jiangdong resident said, "We hope Boss Lin can return to Jiangdong to set up his stall; his family misses him!"

A resident of Koucheng said, "I hope Mr. Lin can grace Koucheng with his presence once. Mr. Lin, have you forgotten Koucheng by Daming Lake?"

A resident of Nanjin said, "Mr. Lin, could you come to Nanjin again? Our Nanjin is quite large, more than enough for you to set up a stall anywhere!"

People from Baihe: "Boss Lin, the people of Baihe can't live without you! How can we survive without you!"

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