Rebirth as the God of Cooking in Japan

"Tofu mud?"

Everyone stared blankly at the white mud accumulating on the countertop.

Since the soft tofu is crushed, the pureed tofu looks sticky, but if you observe carefully, it is not difficult to find that after the originally wet tofu is finely crushed, there is no trace of water seeping out!

"Ah, this removes the water?"

Behind, Tamagawa Misa covered her mouth incredible.

Miyoko Hojo also looked shocked, and couldn't understand the mystery of slapped tofu with a knife.

Dojima Gin, Masato Kanbara, and Ryoko Rina, the top special chefs who are walking towards the gate of Lin, are all uniform and solemn.

"This sense of familiarity...!"

Dojima Gin said slowly: "It reminds me of his cooking of high-end dishes with "ki"."

"The key is not here!"

Andrea took a breath, and saw Xia Yu lift up these finely crushed tofu mash, and threw it into the pre-conditioning basin that was filled with flour.

"The front is a mixture of bean dregs and taro paste."

"Now it's a mixture of flour and tofu puree... Is this really a tofu dish?!"

Between her eyebrows, there was a strong suspicion.

Lei Zhe sighed and was about to use his taunting skills, but a deep voice suddenly intervened:

"Let's read it!"

So everyone turned around.

Nagiri Senzaemon, who gave a liger vigor, stood behind with his arms folded, and a few steps further back, there was a dense crowd of media reporters and diners, crowded.

Looking up from the patio, the building surrounded by circles, beside the railings, was also crowded with people. That scene really made people sweat.If it were not for the shop, the craftsmen should carefully repair and maintain this building. Xia Yu might be worried about a collapse accident and accidentally cooking.

"Hey!"

"Let let... let let!"

At this time, the crowd crowded out another woman holding a camera pole.

She dresses in a more refreshing fashion, completely different from the style of winter dressing of nearby female guests.

The appearance of the woman caused a small commotion among the crowd. Many diners recognized this as a star chef and greeted him, but Tang Yuqiong squeezed into the innermost layer, panting and standing near the kitchen counter.

Tang Yuqiong came at the right time.

Bang bang bang!

There was a dull sound.

She opened her eyes slightly and looked at it, suddenly startled.

In the night-lit kitchen, a large pile of white dough changed shape wantonly in the air. Xia Yu's hands were very flexible, kneading and kneading, beating and stroking.

The painting style of kneading noodles is sometimes swift and rough, and sometimes it touches the skin of "Qingren", gentle to the extreme.

This time I didn't use the pastry stick.

Both hands are Xia Yu's most primitive tools for kneading noodles.

"The elasticity of this side... is a bit scary!" Tang Yuqiong saw the core secret, a pair of beautiful eyes, and did not pay attention to how handsome Xia Yu moves, but determined to see it under his hand, like a cloud, with super high plasticity White dough.

As for the live broadcast room and the barrage, Tang Yuqiong watched intently and had forgotten a long time ago. The viewers in the live broadcast room watched awkwardly in various poses and begged ob for explanation, but she was still talking to herself.

boom!

The dough that was beaten repeatedly finally settled on the counter.

"All right?"

Everyone lifted their spirits.

Xia Yu has long been immersed in the world of food, enjoying the process of restoring ancient recipes.

He thinks that the so-called "smell of a fairy" can be explained from too many angles. It is the local feelings, or it can be the warmth of a harbor in the arms of a mother.

It is not difficult to imagine the "smell of a fairy nymph" from the deeds of the old brother Liu Maoxing.

The dough is ready, which is different from regular noodles. The dough mixed with tofu paste is elastic enough. Everyone has witnessed Xia Yu's ramen method to quickly break down the white noodles into noodles.

Leave the slippery noodles aside for now.

Clean your hands again.

"Bring the other half of the tofu!"

While giving orders, Xia Yu twisted the valve of the stove, and with a pop, the fierce flame spread to the bottom of the Chinese iron pot.

Miyoko Hojo brought half a plate of soft tofu.

Hot pot, get oil!

Seeing this, Tang Yuqiong was shocked. She came in such a hurry and naturally heard the news about the three tofu set meal, "What about the hot pot with oil? Don’t you stir fry the chili to get the red oil? Isn’t he going to continue to be a mapo? ......But in this case, why put the glutinous Mapo tofu dishes in front?"

"Not Mapo!"

Just look at the details of Xia Yu's hot pot, and the high-level chefs surrounding him can see the outline.

"Hey, what is he thinking!" Qing Mu Zongtai agreed with Tang Yuqiong's words very much, and nodded, "Yes, if the third tofu dish is not the spicy Shuchuan mapo, why should it be at the end? This is a banquet. A serious mistake in the order of serving!"

"First serve the extremely spicy Mapo tofu, and then the soft tofu dishes. Is this a mistake, or is it an arrogant self-confidence in your own dishes?"

Andrea also lit her lips, frowning and said: "A very simple reason, a faint taste, how can you awaken your tongue that has fallen because of spicy?"

"Ha ha!"

Lei Zhe just laughed there.

"Let me just say it, the dish just now is the swan song of tofu dishes! I think so!" He snorted, "If the last two repeated'Giant Magic Panda Tofu', there are still some things that satisfy me. Possibility to dominate the stomach, but now...hehe!"

The unscrupulous Lin giant used two hehes to express his disdain and ridicule.

"To shut up!"

A voice came over coldly.

Lei Zhe met the cold eyes of the heroine and suddenly became annoyed.

"Wow—"

The sudden movement broke the unfriendly scene.

The cooking begins!

However, when all the soft tofu was poured into a Chinese iron pot and stir-fried, Xia Yu was not free with his left hand. He asked Miyoko Hojo to help and pour the round noodles that had been waiting for use.

Bow left and right!

For Xia Yu, who has mastered [Silver with Ten Pots], cooking dishes with two pots should not be too easy.

The two points of "tofu noodles" and "tofu thickening" in the recipe of "Tofu Trio" will be carried out at this step at the same time.

Fried noodles are not difficult.

This mainly depends on the basic cooking skills.

As for "thickening tofu", there is too much to say.

The key point is the sauce!

Xia Yu didn't hear the discussion near the kitchen counter just now.

Mapo?

Sorry, "Tofu Trio" is never Mapo tofu, nor is it a domineering dish that seeks to capture the tongue of diners with its spicy flavor.This is a dish that leads to the flow, in Xia Yu's own words——

Heartbroken, old iron.

Why are you struggling?It's one thing to eat tofu, but it's another thing to be emotional when diners taste it.

To sum up, the real "Tofu Trio" is both internal and external!

Xia Yu is trying to recover the taste of Shiyi, the taste of shell fairy.

Externally, it can be perfected through cooking.

For the sauce, Xia Yu strives to be perfect. In fact, the recipe is vague and does not specify what ingredients the chef should match and what kind of sauce to make, so the space for learners to play is suddenly wide.

"In addition to ordinary oil, salt, sugar, ginger, cooking wine and other ingredients, there are..."

Xia Yu's eyes flashed, and she was swaying her mark in the blank of the sauce.

This is the Xia's flow tofu trio, not Shao'an's tofu trio, and it is not a copy of the original recipe.

Click!

The sound of closing the valve.

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