Huang Yaoshi remained silent, his thick eyebrows furrowed, and his head slightly raised.
His expression clearly said: I am a refined person, how could I eat this stinky stuff!
Li Huan quickly served ten pieces of "fried stinky tofu" for Hong Qigong to continue tasting, and also opened a bottle of chilled beer for him.
Hong Qigong ate and drank, looking extremely content.
"Brother Yao! You really should try fried stinky tofu! It's absolutely delicious!"
Huang Yaoshi remained unmoved.
Ouyang Feng looked at Hong Qigong with a face full of disgust.
"Seventh Brother truly lives up to his title as the leader of the Beggars' Sect; he has a particular fondness for this kind of filthy street food!"
Upon hearing this, Li Huan became unhappy.
"You old poisoner! Watch your mouth! It's one thing to insult my carefully prepared food, but to mock my master as well!"
Ouyang Feng flew into a rage: "You nobody! How dare you call me the Old Poisoner!"
Li Huan said, "You are called the Western Poison, so what's wrong with calling you Old Poison? Island Master Huang is called the Eastern Heretic, so it's reasonable for me to call him Old Heretic Huang, isn't it?"
Huang Yaoshi smiled slightly, not angry at all.
Li Huan said, "Look how magnanimous and carefree Huang Yaoshi is! He doesn't care about titles at all! Only narrow-minded people are petty!"
“You…you…” Ouyang Feng was speechless after being rebuked.
Huang Yaoshi truly didn't care about titles, seniority in the martial arts world, or worldly etiquette. In "The Return of the Condor Heroes," he and Yang Guo became fast friends and called each other brothers.
Seeing Hong Qigong enjoying his meal, Huang Rong became curious and said, "Senior Brother, give me a few pieces of fried stinky tofu."
Guo Jing quickly said, "I'd like to try it too!"
Li Huan took out a lunchbox, filled it with "deep-fried stinky tofu", and handed it to Huang Rong and Guo Jing.
After tasting it, the two were full of praise.
Huang Rong asked, "Senior Brother, how exactly is this deep-fried stinky tofu made?"
Li Huan explained, "After fermentation, tofu will produce a unique odor, but its deliciousness inside remains unchanged. Frying it in oil will further enhance its aroma."
Huang Rong said, "It's truly rare to find such a delicious dish made from such a small piece of tofu."
Li Huan said, "Actually, deep-fried stinky tofu is like some people. On the surface, they may seem ordinary and even disliked by the world, but they have extraordinary inner qualities and exceptional character!"
Huang Rong smiled sweetly: "Senior Brother, aren't the people you mentioned Brother Jing?"
Li Huan continued, "As a person, it's better to be a piece of deep-fried stinky tofu than a pretty but empty shell, all show and no substance!"
Huang Rong laughed again, "Senior Brother, isn't the embroidered pillow you mentioned exactly Ouyang Ke?"
Instantly, Ouyang Ke's expression turned awkward.
"Miss Rong'er, how could I be just a pretty face? Your prejudice against me is far too deep!"
"Hmph!" Huang Rong curled her lip. "In short, you're just a pretty face with no substance! I don't like the look of you!"
Ouyang Ke smiled ingratiatingly: "Take a closer look, and you'll find it more pleasing to the eye..."
Ouyang Feng said loudly, "Brother Yao, as you said before, give three questions for Ke'er and Guo Jing to compete in..."
Before Ouyang Feng could finish speaking, Hong Qigong waved his hand and said, "What's the rush? Let this old beggar eat and drink his fill before we settle this!"
Ouyang Feng said, "Seventh Brother, you eat your stinky food. Brother Yao and I won't keep you any longer. Let's go back to the pavilion and have some tea."
Huang Yaoshi didn't move, but suddenly pointed to the food bucket: "What's the story behind the braised fish in the bucket?"
After observing for a long time, Huang Yaoshi could no longer contain himself.
Li Huan immediately lifted the lid of the food bucket, revealing the "stinky mandarin fish".
"This dish is called stinky mandarin fish. It smells bad, but it tastes better and more tender than fried stinky tofu!"
Huang Yaoshi was puzzled: "Mandarin fish should be steamed while it's fresh; that's the proper way to eat it. Why are you doing the opposite and deliberately making it smell bad?"
Li Huan said, "Actually, the reason for this dish was not to deliberately make it smell bad. In order to prevent the fish from rotting and spoiling, I deliberately rubbed salt on the mandarin fish. After seven or eight days, it developed a unique flavor."
Huang Yaoshi asked, "Isn't that like pickled salted fish?"
Li Huan shook his head: "Completely different from salted fish."
Hong Qigong's mouth watered: "Huan'er, quickly bring me a stinky mandarin fish so that your master can have a taste!"
Li Huan picked up a ladle, scooped a plump "stinky mandarin fish" out of the food bucket, put it in a lunchbox, and handed it to Hong Qigong.
From the outside, the stinky mandarin fish has a bright red color, but it smells terrible.
Hong Qigong laughed and said, "After eating 'deep-fried stinky tofu,' this old beggar doesn't think this mandarin fish is so smelly after all!"
He immediately picked up a piece of fish and put it in his mouth to savor it.
"Fresh! Fragrant! The fish is delicate and tender! Delicious! Even better than fried stinky tofu!"
Hong Qigong lavished praise on the food, eating with great relish.
Huang Rong and Guo Jing also picked up their chopsticks to taste the food, and then gave it a thumbs up.
"Father, it's such a shame you didn't try the stinky mandarin fish!"
Huang Rong ate while trying to persuade Huang Yaoshi to eat.
Hong Qigong exclaimed, "Brother Yao! You'll definitely regret missing out on this stinky mandarin fish today! This old beggar would never lie to you, this fish is absolutely delicious!"
Finally, Huang Yaoshi smiled.
"The dark, deep-fried stinky tofu really doesn't appeal to me, but this stinky mandarin fish looks quite appetizing, so I'll give Brother Qi a try!"
After saying this, Huang Yaoshi walked to the dining table, lifted his robe, and sat down.
"Father, this is ice-cold beer from a foreign land, it's extremely refreshing!"
Huang Rong busied herself pouring beer for Huang Yaoshi, while Guo Jing attentively handed her disposable chopsticks.
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