"A broad bean? How can it be broad beans!"
"That's right. I can't tell that it's a broad bean. This is clearly minced meat. Moreover, there's usually minced meat in Mapo Tofu." Wan Yu continued.
"Uncle Cheng, don't lie to me. This is clearly the taste of minced meat." Luo Xiaosong felt that this expert must be fooling him.
Cheng Zhongqing was not angry at all when the two young men questioned him. He only said, "As a veteran broad bean enthusiast, I can tell that the minced meat tastes like broad beans from the first bite. It's normal that you can't tell. If you don't believe me, ask Miss Li if I'm right."
As Cheng Zhongqing finished speaking, everyone looked at Li Xiwu, who was standing at the side.
Wan Yu asked in disbelief, "Miss Li, is the minced meat in this Mapo Tofu really replaced by broad beans?"
Under everyone's expectant gazes, Li Xiwu nodded. "Yes."
