臭豆腐皇后 | The Stinky Tofu Queen of Changsha
"长沙坡子街的深夜，一位丰满泼辣的臭豆腐摊主用独特的味道征服食客的胃和心... Late night on Changsha's Pozi Street, a curvaceous and fiery stinky tofu vendor conquers hearts and stomachs with her unique flavor..."
臭豆腐皇后 | The Stinky Tofu Queen of Changsha
第一章 | Chapter One: 火宫殿外 (Outside the Fire Palace)
长沙的夜晚从不寂寞，坡子街的臭豆腐香飘十里。
Changsha's nights are never lonely, and the fragrance of stinky tofu from Pozi Street carries for miles.
火宫殿外最有名的臭豆腐摊由谭辣妹经营，四十五岁，身材丰满火辣，和她的臭豆腐一样——闻着臭，吃着香。
The most famous stinky tofu stall outside the Fire Palace was run by Tan Lamei, forty-five, with a full and fiery figure, just like her stinky tofu—smells bad, tastes great.
"不敢吃臭豆腐的，" 她常说，"就别来长沙。"
"If you're afraid of stinky tofu," she often said, "don't come to Changsha."
第二章 | Chapter Two: 异乡来客 (A Stranger from Afar)
那个夏夜，一位广东来的记者来拍摄长沙美食。
On that summer night, a journalist from Guangdong came to film Changsha cuisine.
"谭姐，" 他看着她熟练地翻动油锅，"臭豆腐的秘诀是什么？"
"Sister Tan," he watched her skillfully flip the fryer, "what's the secret of stinky tofu?"
辣妹转过头，丰满的身躯被紧身的T恤包裹，汗水浸湿了衣服。
Lamei turned her head, her full figure wrapped in a tight T-shirt, sweat soaking her clothes.
"秘诀？" 她挑起一块金黄的臭豆腐，"就是敢。"
"The secret?" She picked up a golden piece of stinky tofu. "It's daring."
第三章 | Chapter Three: 深夜私房 (Late Night Privacy)
收摊后，她邀请他去品尝"限量版"臭豆腐。
After closing, she invited him to taste "limited edition" stinky tofu.
"这是我自己腌的，" 她说，"比外面卖的更臭，也更香。"
"I pickled this myself," she said. "More pungent than what's sold outside, and more fragrant."
他尝了一口，辣得眼泪直流，却停不下来。
He took a bite, the spice bringing tears to his eyes, yet he couldn't stop.
"够辣吗？" 她解开围裙，丰腴的身躯散发着热气，"我还有更辣的。"
"Spicy enough?" She undid her apron, her full figure emanating heat. "I have something even spicier."
那一夜，他们的热情比湘菜还火辣。
That night, their passion was hotter than Hunan cuisine.
第四章 | Chapter Four: 长沙味道 (The Taste of Changsha)
"你会怎么报道？" 天亮时，她问，一边煎着臭豆腐当早餐。
"How will you report this?" she asked at dawn, while frying stinky tofu for breakfast.
他看着她丰满的背影："我会说，长沙最美味的不是臭豆腐。"
He watched her full figure from behind: "I'll say the most delicious thing in Changsha isn't the stinky tofu."
"那是什么？"
"Then what is it?"
"是臭豆腐皇后。" 他从身后抱住她，"闻着'臭'，尝着香。"
"It's the Stinky Tofu Queen." He embraced her from behind. "Smells 'bad,' tastes great."
她转过身，在他嘴上塞了一块臭豆腐："那你要常来，皇后的私房菜，只给你一个人吃。"
She turned and stuffed a piece of stinky tofu in his mouth: "Then come often. The queen's private dishes are only for you."
在长沙的夜市里，有些味道越品越香...
In Changsha's night markets, some flavors grow richer with every taste...