Under the guidance of the progress bar, Chen Mo cooked with ease, and a dish of mapo tofu identical to the recipe soon appeared in a disposable bowl used for the stall.
Mu Mu happily ducked back into the car, "Let me have a taste."
As soon as the chopsticks touched the tofu, just a slight bit of force crushed the whole piece of tofu.
Mu Mu had to switch to a spoon. The tofu quivered on the spoon, with the sauce evenly coating its surface without a single drop dripping off, stained with bits of minced beef.
She took a direct bite!
"Hiss... hiss!!!"
"See, haste makes waste when eating hot tofu."
Chen Mo brought a clean small bowl, "Spit it out."
Mu Mu glared at him, fanning her mouth with her small hand, grimacing and slurping for a long time before she finally swallowed the tofu with difficulty.
"It's scalding."
Although it burned her mouth, the lingering taste after eating wouldn't lie.
Numbing and spicy, fresh, and fragrant!
