There is a kind of scholar

Chapter 12 The First Time...

Negotiations on cooperation were completed, and the huge stone weighing on Su Xian's heart finally fell.

With this income, he has a firm footing. At least he doesn't have to worry about whether he has a good meal or not.

"Mrs. Liu, happy cooperation!"

Excited, Su Xian got carried away and stretched out a hand to Liu Huixiang, with the meaning of "successful cooperation, then shake hands as greetings".

But immediately, Su Xian came to his senses, this is not the 21st century, there is no etiquette of shaking hands!

This is ancient times. Although the moral protection between men and women is not as serious as that in the Ming and Qing Dynasties in later generations, it is really shocking to reach out to a woman rashly.

but……

Just withdraw like that?
It's too embarrassing.

When Su Xian was embarrassed and hesitant, Liu Huixiang opposite him felt something else.

What do you mean?
Mr. Su took the initiative to extend a hand to her. Judging from the direction of his palm, it didn't look like he was asking for something from her.

She thought about lightning in her mind, and combined with Su Xian's words "Mrs. Liu, happy cooperation", she vaguely understood what Su Xian meant.

But, are you going to comply with his wishes and let him hold your little hand and play with it arbitrarily?
This is so frivolous!
At this thought, Liu Huixiang's heart beat wildly, and her little mouth opened slightly and she took a deep breath.

Thinking of her, Liu Huixiang, although she has experienced several marriages that ended before they started, she has never met the other party face to face, let alone shake hands with the opposite sex...

The first time is always shy.

opposite.

Su Xian gritted his teeth, ready to withdraw his outstretched hand.

Anyway, Liu Huixiang didn't know how to shake hands and wouldn't laugh at him.

However, just before that hand was about to be withdrawn, Liu Huixiang on the opposite side made a strange mistake and slowly "embedded" her small hand into his big hand.

It is smooth, soft, slightly cool to the touch and has an excellent hand feel.

Su Xian was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but squeeze it gently. She felt that her little hand seemed to have no bones and was very soft.

Feeling the tight grip on her little hand, Liu Huixiang's heart almost jumped out of her chest, her face turned crimson and her breathing became rapid.

Her first time... was taken away by Su Xian.

Since she grew up, it was the first time she had such contact with a man...

This feeling……

Heart palpitations.

It feels so warm too!
Su Xian shook his hand gently, then immediately let go, and said with a smile: "I will bother Madam more often in the future, so please don't dislike me."

"Young Master..." Liu Huixiang's voice trembled slightly, and she took a deep breath and said, "Young Master, whatever you say, according to the agreement... Young Master can... come and visit us at any time..."

"Thank you!" Su Xian sat down again.

Liu Huixiang savored all the colorful things in her heart and sat down.

At the gate, Zhang Cuihua was setting up a stinky tofu stall with her back to the two of them.

She was keenly aware that her young lady's voice was different just now. When she looked back, she saw Su Xian and her young lady sitting on both sides of the small wooden table, looking as usual.

Zhang Cuihua breathed a sigh of relief and continued to set up the stall.

"By the way, Mrs. Liu and Sister Zhang, I suddenly remembered something." Su Xian straightened his face.

"Sir, please speak." Liu Huixiang was still in a daze, and the hand she was holding was always burning...

"The secret recipe of stinky tofu is actually very simple. After the fame of stinky tofu spreads, will someone steal the secret recipe?"

Making stinky tofu using straw is indeed very simple and does not require much technical content.

If someone follows suit and the streets are filled with stinky tofu stalls, their business will plummet, which is not good.

Zhang Cuihua put a copper pot on the stove, turned around and said domineeringly: "Master Su, don't worry, our place is not a place where anyone can come. If any thieves dare to come, I will scare them with those two kitchen knives." How brave!"

As she spoke, she gestured with both hands, as if holding a kitchen knife to chop melons and vegetables...

Su Xian felt an inexplicable chill in his heart.

But I also thought that with Zhang Cuihua here, I can really rest assured.

At this time, Liu Huixiang, who was sitting opposite, laughed at herself and said, "Master, you are worrying too much. I have a bad reputation on my head. I'm afraid that ordinary thieves will pass through the door and not enter..."

Su Xian looked at her.

Her experience and her help to him came to mind, and he was slightly touched in his heart. He said seriously: "Zi Buyu has strange power and chaos! I will find a way to help you wash away Mrs. Liu's bad reputation."

Liu Huixiang was stunned for a moment, then stood up and gave a blessing, and said with a smile: "Thank you, Master, for your kindness."

She didn't say much and didn't stop Su Xian.

She no longer had any hope of clearing her bad name.

In front of the stinky tofu stall, Zhang Cuihua was busy with her thoughts.

She was actually very worried about the future of her young lady.

Now, although she can protect Liu Huixiang, what will happen when she gets old, or will she die first if she has an accident?

At that time, the young lady was lonely and helpless, and she was afraid that food and clothing would be a problem.

For a long time, Zhang Cuihua had been thinking about finding a suitable home for her young lady.

But this matter is too difficult...

Zhang Cuihua didn't think much of Su Xian in the past. Although he was a scholar, he was a nerd...

But after the "stinky tofu" incident, Zhang Cuihua's thoughts have quietly changed.

It seems that entrusting the young lady to Su Xian is also a good choice...

……

Two quarters later.

The stinky tofu stall is ready.

Zhang Cuihua lit the stove, added charcoal to it, and set up the copper pot.

On one side are sesame oil, stinky tofu, green onions, bowls and chopsticks etc. neatly stacked.

As for Su Xian and Liu Huixiang, neither of them showed up, hiding at the kitchen door.

This prevents guests from seeing them and allows them to hear their voices.

Liu Huixiang is notorious. Although the tofu she makes is very popular, it has gone through many twists and turns in exchange for it.

In addition, there are some unwritten rules.

For example, Liu Huixiang cannot show up.

If the guests saw her, they would be frightened and run away.

As for Su Xian, he didn't want to show up.

He was unmarried, and Liu Huixiang was a widow. Her status was embarrassing, so it was better not to hang around in front of others.

"Sister Zhang, what are you doing?" Soon, people gathered around on the street.

"Is there a stove and a copper pot?"

"What the smell, it smells so bad..."

Zhang Cuihua laughed loudly and said: "Dear neighbors, the stinky tofu in our store has been successful! Today we will introduce the unique delicacy in the world - fried stinky tofu! Please enjoy it!"

"Hiss...it's really stinky tofu!"

"It lives up to its name, it really stinks!"

"Sister Zhang, is this food really edible? I can't stand the smell... I can't stand it anymore. Everyone, back away, back away quickly..."

"..."

Su Xian hid behind the kitchen door and took a look.

As expected, the neighbors stepped back more than a foot, covering their noses, and some even felt like vomiting.

Seems like it's off to a bad start?

At this time, shopkeeper Luo stood up and shouted loudly: "Everyone, this stinky tofu is a lost delicacy that nephew Su Xian found in ancient books! The records in the ancient books should be correct. Let's give it a try."

Shopkeeper Luo was still very prestigious, and everyone gathered around him.

Whoohoo!

Whoohoo!

At this time, Zhang Cuihua heated up the oil pan, poured a plate of stinky tofu into it, and started frying.

Stirred by the hot oil, a strong and pungent odor spread wildly, several times stronger than the previous odor.

"Fuck!"

The neighbors who had just gathered around screamed and backed away.

This time I exited a full two feet away.

"Can this stuff really be imported? Sister Zhang, you are fooling us!"

(End of this chapter)