This is lactone tofu that can be seen everywhere in Heguo. This tofu has a delicate texture and a much higher moisture content than the tofu made from ordinary gypsum. The cold tofu that is often seen in Izakaya in Heguo uses this kind of tofu.

In China, lactone tofu is used for peeled egg tofu.

However, lactone tofu and Wako tofu are two different things. Wako tofu is also called Yuzi tofu. Its essence is not a bean product but is made of eggs.

"Master Xu Lun, what are you doing?"

Yoshizawa Katsuhiro called the camera over, gave a close-up piece of tofu, and then slapped Xu Lun's side face.

"It's good to look close, it's so handsome."

This shot was played on the TV at home, and Chiyo Mizuki couldn't help but become obsessed with it.

Just as men of any age like girls of seventeen or eighteen, women also have the right to pursue handsome men with pleasing eyes!

On TV, Xu Lun spoke and said in a deep voice.

"listen."

He only said one word.

Mizuchi Chiyo pricked up his ears and tried to hear something from the speakers collected by the live broadcast.

She was also confused when she saw Yoshizawa Katsu and seemed to not understand Xu Lun's meaning.

At this time, Xu Lun slowly opened his eyes and looked at the piece of tofu that had not yet been opened.

"Listen tofu breathing."

"?"

Question marks popped up on Yoshizawa Katsu's head.

Can tofu still breathe?

Is this a new metaphor?

Mizuchi Chiyo in front of the TV was also confused, but she quickly accepted the setting.

After all, this handsome spiritual master named Xu Lun is from China. In that place in China, everyone should know martial arts, and each family has a panda or something. In such a mysterious and powerful place, there should be no problem to feel the breathing of tofu.

Nothing wrong.

"Although tofu itself is a dead object, it can exude spirituality during the production process. Many people will encounter similar situations, that is, when cutting or picking up tofu, it is easy to break and break the tofu, right?"

Xu Lun said amiably.

"Uh-huh."

Chiyo Mizuki nodded in front of the TV. As a housewife, she often encounters such things and empathizes with it.

"This is actually not capturing the breath of tofu."

Xu Lun continued.

He glanced at the movements of others and pulled out the sharp kitchen knife just now.

"If you can listen to the breathing of tofu quietly, you can take advantage of the gap between the breathing of tofu and deal with it properly without paying attention to the moment you don't pay attention to it and avoid breaking caused by struggle."

“???”

When everyone at the filming scene was stunned when they heard Xu Lun's words.

Is there any such operation?

Although Chinese cuisine is profound, it should not be so powerful, right?

Jiu Chonglian was still slapping the rice evenly with a wooden spoon and spread it on the bamboo board with a roll of sushi. When she heard Xu Lun's words, she stopped her work and looked over curiously.

Xu Lun gently cut the packaging bag on the tofu box, then flipped the tofu box over and gently cut it with a knife at one of the corners.

"If you deal with this, you can easily remove the tofu from the box intact."

Bang-

The tofu fell softly onto the chopping board, completely complete without any damage.

“Learned!”

Yoshizawa Yasumi supported the role in time, with an expression of sudden enlightenment on his face.

Several guests were also thinking, but soon focused on their own dishes.

Valentine was putting the beef patties that had been grinded and patted into a pan-shaped shape into a frying pan, and a lot of hot oil was splashed.

Shiwen Zero put the steak with sea salt and olive oil on a cast iron frying pan. The steak comes into contact with the hot pan, making a sizzling burning sound.

Jiugelian carefully rolled up the sushi. Since this was a live broadcast, there were fewer chat sessions that would make jokes on weekdays. Everyone was nervous, afraid of big failures and embarrassing in front of the audience.

The camera turned around and came to Xu Lun again.

Perhaps director Takeda thought Xu Lun’s remarks just now were very interesting and could cause discussion, so in the cooking process, in addition to Jiuge Love, Xu Lun has the most shots.

At this time, Xu Lun held a knife in his hand, faced the piece of tofu, and gently placed the blade on it on the tofu.

"Master Xu Lun, how are you going to deal with this piece of tofu?"

Yoshizawa asked.

"Shh."

Xu Lun put his index finger in front of his lips with his other hand and shrewd gently.

"Don't wake it up."

He pointed to the tofu under the knife.

"?"

Yoshizawa Yasu was speechless for a moment, and could only greet the photographer behind him and whisper a little.

Sanzhi Chiyo, who was sitting at home, looked at the camera curiously and zoomed in onto Xu Lun's tofu.

The next moment, Xu Lun moved.

His blade fell from the tofu, and the tofu that was originally soft and shattered as if it was touched was cut open by a knife.

Dadadadadadadada—

Xu Lun held the tofu with one hand and left a mark on the tofu with an extremely high speed with the other hand.

"this......"

Mizhi Chiyo couldn't understand what Xu Lun was doing at all.

She could only see Xu Lun cutting tofu, as if each knife had fallen in the same position, but with the movement of the blade, the originally square tofu collapsed.

After the whole piece of tofu was cut, Xu Lun was calm and continued to use the knife again.

He used a knife tofu that had fallen down and cut it again.

What is this doing?

When Xu Lun cut the tofu, Sanzhi Chiyo couldn't help but hold his breath, fearing that his breath would "wake up" the tofu and interfere with Xu Lun's movements.

But seeing Xu Lun keeps operating the tofu seriously, there seems to be no difference between the tofu except that it turns into a pool of tofu mud?

Yoshizawa Kam at the scene saw Xu Lun picking up the tofu from the chopping board with a knife and putting it into a bowl of clean water.

“!!!”

At this moment, Yoshizawa Yasu really held his breath.

As soon as the pool of "tofu mud" fell into the clear water, it immediately dissipated.

It's not fine tofu dregs, but shredded tofu.

Yes.

The soft and delicate lactone tofu that seems to break with one touch has now become a gentle shredded tofu, turning around in clear water.

"... Just like this, you can easily cut the tofu into thin strips while you are not paying attention. It's very simple. Just practice more and listen carefully and you can do it."

Xu Lun explained with a smile.

"In China, there are many such home-cooked dishes."

Home cooking?

Do you call this home-cooked dish?

Yoshizawa Yasu has forgotten how to complain.

In addition to tofu, Xu Lun also cut mushrooms, fungus, winter bamboo shoots, ham, vegetables and other ingredients into thin strips. At the same time, he opened the whole pot of chicken soup stewed in advance.

Seeing Xu Lun beat the chicken into a paste and put it into the stewed chicken soup, Yoshizawa Katsu came over again.

"Master Xu Lun, what are you doing?"

He asked, and then answered jokingly.

"Is it possible to keep the chicken fresh and tender when it is not paying attention to it and throw it into the pot and cook it?"

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To be continued...