Chapter 121: That’s Cruel! What a Way to Satisfy Your Spirit

The next morning.

Although only fifteen servings of stinky tofu were sold yesterday afternoon.

But Su Chen still had to keep up the spirit and grind the beans.

The tofu must be made as early as possible and fermented in special stinky water so that you can have ready-made stinky tofu to sell at the stall.

Walking towards the wooden barrel, the beans had been soaked for a whole night.

Each one is full of moisture and is plump and round.

Scoop it into the millstone and push it effortlessly with both hands.

As it rotates, the beans turn into fine bean dregs and flow down the edge of the stone mill.

It's also easier to grind.

Aunt Wu added beans on the side.

Although Su Chen didn't feel tired, Butler Ding beside him felt that he was tired.

In his time, selling tofu was a very difficult job, and only poor families had to do it to make a living.

I have never seen an employer like Su Chen, who, as the boss, actually grinds the mill himself.

Thinking about this, Butler Ding felt a little guilty. He always felt that it was because he was young and his physical strength could not keep up that his boss had to work so hard.

If this happened when I was young, I would have no problem doing it!

"Mr. Su, what would you like to eat for lunch?"

"I want to eat fish."

"Okay, then I'll have steamed grouper, stir-fried kale, mushrooms stewed in red wine, and pigeon soup."

Su Chen nodded.

He usually doesn't have any requirements for daily meals, he just wants them to be simple.

After receiving the order, Butler Ding bowed and hurried out to purchase.

To be honest, it’s quite fun to have something to do, so I’m naturally very motivated.

Su Chen continued to grind beans leisurely in the yard.

I went to the stall too early yesterday afternoon and there was no business at all.

It’s better to go later today so that we can take our time making the stinky tofu.

…

The other side.

A post with pictures shared by Le Ma on Douyin.

It's so weird that they set up a stall selling stinky tofu next to a public toilet.

Once it was published, the number of views quickly increased.

An old pig trotter lover who saw the post recognized that the stall owner in the photo was Su Chen.

I hurriedly shared the post in the pig's trotter exchange group.

"Family, look what I found online! Isn't this the Pig Trotter Boss? He's selling stinky tofu on Taiping Street this week!"

This point.

While workers are busy at work, the elderly are still playing chess fiercely or resting with their eyes closed.

In a word, almost everyone was blown away.

"Oh my god! The surprise came so suddenly. I'm a little scared what's going on."

"He's wearing a mask. Are you sure it's him? Someone come and identify him."

"Sure, sure. I'd recognize you even if you turned to ash."

"Look, this post was taken in front of the stall yesterday afternoon. We can make a push this afternoon."

"Oh my dear mother, I finally found you before my old bones crossed the Naihe Bridge. God, please be merciful! I can die with my eyes closed!"

"That's right, even in the underworld I can show off to the King of Hell!"

"Great! I'll ask my boss for permission to leave early."

The incident happened suddenly.

The guy who was full of grief and anger last night is now scrolling through messages at a rapid pace.

The atmosphere in the group was filled with the sound of gongs and drums and firecrackers.

There are a dazzling array of cheesy emoticons of middle-aged and elderly people, and they are everywhere.

Good day, today is a good day!

After the grand revelry, some diners suddenly became alert.

"I'd like to remind you that everyone please don't mention anything related to the boss under this post, or he'll be exposed and we won't be able to eat."

"Yes, yes, just discuss it privately in the group and don't spread the news."

"Tsk, look at what you're saying. We're all regular customers, so how could we not understand the importance of this matter? When it comes to confidentiality, everyone should know their limits."

"I, Liang Weiguo, as a retired soldier, solemnly promise to strictly abide by the confidentiality rules of the group and accept everyone's scrutiny at any time!"

"Uh...sir, there's no need to be so serious..."

…

Estimating the time, the old diners in the pig trotter group gathered together and rushed to Taiping Street.

They drove around the area, looking for a spot wherever they could find one.

Otherwise, you can park your car at a nearby shopping mall and walk over.

After checking each other’s eyes, we can see that they are all going there to eat!

From afar, when we smelled the stench that spread for ten miles, our appetites were instantly aroused and our mouths were watering.

Charge!

"Young man in front, please take care of us old people!"

"Where are the elderly? They've all run ahead at full speed."

"It's almost there, it's almost there, I smell something bad!"

"Hey, such a good smell can't be wasted. I'll run first and inhale all the fragrance, leaving you guys with nothing to eat for a while."

"Fuck, man, you're so ruthless! What a great way to satisfy your spirit, that's awesome!"

"Don't be like that. Your face is crooked after sucking it. Aren't you afraid of turning into a dragon king?"

"Everyone, please mind yourselves before you start talking to me! Your face is turning purple from smoking."

"you……"

"Don't talk. We're probably still quite a distance away. It's nice to smell the scent."

On the side, passers-by carrying shopping bags were all stunned when they heard their conversation.

This is fucking crazy, right?

Do these people have any psychological problems?

Follow the stench all the way and run to it.

When this group of people passed by, passers-by made way for fear of being hit.

It’s a little disgusting just thinking about it.

The diners didn't pay attention to these insignificant little things until they rushed to a building.

“Fuck!”

"Fuck..."

The group of people were stunned.

I felt like I was screwed.

Who would have thought?

This is so...

It's a stinking toilet!!!

It really stinks!

Right now.

Several passersby covered their mouths and noses with tissues and ran out of the toilet as if fleeing, masturbating as they ran...

Everyone who was preparing to eat was speechless.

The atmosphere took a 180-degree turn in an instant.

"Um...are we in the wrong place?"

Someone asked weakly.

Hearing this, no one responded.

He just lowered his head, opened the picture of Le Ma Amway on Douyin, and enlarged it with trembling fingers.

What's more, the wall painting style behind the place where the pig's trotter boss is is exactly the same as here.

"Yes, there's no mistake. It should be here. Could it be that the boss hasn't come at this time?"

"No, there's a big tree next to the background zoom. There's no tree nearby. I must have found the wrong location."

"Brothers, I just checked and there are two public restrooms on this street. We're on East Street right now. Do you think the boss could be on West Street, where there's less traffic?"

"That makes sense! Let's go over and take a look."

Everyone nodded.

If you put it that way, it will be more exciting.

Everyone was chasing each other, and the pace was lightning fast.

(End of this chapter)