Only Qin Hexuan almost vomited it out when he tried it for the first time.
The sour and smelly taste lingered in my mouth for a long time.
Seeing that everyone else was drinking comfortably from their bowls, Qin Hexuan thought that the servants in the house were deliberately targeting him and served him a bowl of rotten soup.
At this moment, a cousin said with a smile: "It seems that cousin Hexuan is not used to drinking douzhi?
"Oh, what should I do? Everyone in the family knows that Uncle San likes drinking douzhi the most."
Qin Hexuan said: "Thank you for your concern, cousin. It's not that I don't like to drink it, but I feel it's a little hot, so I let it cool for a while."
Qin Songyin looked up and said, "Douzhi should be drunk while it's hot, especially now that the weather is cold. After drinking a bowl, my whole body will feel warm and comfortable."
After hearing this, Qin Hexuan immediately picked up the bowl of soy milk, suppressed the feeling of nausea, and quickly drank it all.
After that day, he often took Song Tao out and found a stall to practice drinking douzhi.
At first I felt like vomiting after drinking it, but now I can almost drink a bowl of soy milk without changing my expression. However, I still don’t think it tastes good.
Qingtian saw that there was tofu pudding in front of him, which seemed different from the one in the bowl in front of Qin Hexuan, so he curiously leaned over to look at his.
If it was any other food, Qin Hexuan would definitely feed it to her directly to try.
But douzhi is really hard to drink. If you drink it in one gulp, you will feel so sick that you won’t be able to eat the rest of your breakfast.
"Brother Qin, what is this? Soy milk?" Qingtian almost wrote the words "I want to try it" on his face.
“It’s not soy milk, it’s called soy juice, and it doesn’t taste good.
"Try this tofu pudding. I added some good ingredients, but no chili peppers."
Qingtian obviously didn't quite believe what Qin Hexuan said. He grabbed the spoon in his hand, but his eyes were still glued to the soy milk in Qin Hexuan's hand.
Qin Hexuan had no choice but to say, "Can I give you a little taste? If it doesn't taste good, just spit it out immediately. Got it?"
"Okay!" Qingtian immediately smiled at Qin Hexuan.
Qin Hexuan even prepared water for her to rinse her mouth. Then he scooped a little bit of soy milk with a spoon and put it into Qingtian's mouth, and then he was ready at any time if she suddenly cried or vomited.
Who knew that Qingtian smacked his lips, but not only did he not spit it out, he said, "It's too little, Brother Qin, give me some more to try."
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