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Chapter 710: My Mark

"Tofu Pure?"

Everyone stared at the white mud on the table.

Since it is crushed with tender tofu, the tofu puree looks viscous. But if you observe carefully, it is not difficult to find that the originally wet tofu has no trace of water seeped out after it is finely crushed!

"Ah, is this water removal?"

Behind it was incredible that Tamakawa Misa covered her mouth.

Miyoko Hojo was also shocked, and she really couldn't understand the mystery of slapping the tofu with a knife.

The top special chefs such as Dojima Gin, Kamihara Masato and Ryoko Lina who are heading towards the gate of Linzhi are all in all, with a solemn face.

"This sense of familiarity..."

Gin Dojima said slowly: "It reminds me of his use of "qi" to cook high-end dishes."

"The key is not here!"

Andrea took a breath and saw Xia Yu carry the fine tofu mud and pour it into the conditioning basin that had previously filled the flour, and was stunned.

“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?!"

There was a strong suspicion between her eyebrows.

Lei Zhe raised his tone and was about to use the sarcasm skills, but a thick voice suddenly penetrated into the words:

"Let's watch it!"

So everyone turned around together.

Nakiri Sensaemon, who gave a vibrant momentum like a lion and tiger, stood behind her arms and a few steps back, and there was a dense crowd, with media reporters and diners mixed, crowded.

Looking up from the patio, the pavilions surrounded by circles and railings were also crowded with people. The scene was so heart-wrenching. If it weren't for asking craftsmen to carefully repair and maintain the building before opening the shop, Xia Yu would probably have to worry about a collapse accident and he would have been unintentionally cooking.

"Why!"

"Give me...Give me!"

At this time, another woman holding a camera pole was squeezed out in the crowd.

Her dressing is relatively refreshing, which is completely different from the style of dressing for nearby women in winter.

The appearance of the woman caused a small riot in the crowd. Many diners recognized that this was a celebrity chef and said hello, but Tang Yuqiong squeezed into the innermost layer and finally stood firm near the kitchen counter panting.

Tang Yuqiong came at the right time.

Bang bang bang bang!

A dull sound came out.

She opened her eyes slightly and was stunned.

In the night kitchen, a large piece of white dough changed its shape in the air. Xia Yu's hands were very flexible, pinching, kneading, hitting, and caressing.

The style of kneading dough is sometimes swift and rough, but sometimes gently caresses the lover's skin, which is extremely gentle.

This time I did not use pastry sticks.

With both hands, Xia Yu’s most primitive tool for kneading dough.

"The elasticity on this side... is a bit scary!" Tang Yuqiong saw the core secret, with a pair of beautiful eyes, and did not pay attention to how cool Xia Yu was, but instead looked at him, like a cloud, with a super high plasticity white dough.

As for the live broadcast room and barrage, Tang Yuqiong was focused and forgot about it. The audience in the live broadcast room, who was confused, knelt on various positions and begged for comment, but she was still talking to herself.

Bang!

The dough that was repeatedly beaten finally fell steadily on the table.

"alright?"

Everyone was excited.

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

He thought that the so-called "flavor of fairy fairy" can be explained from too many angles, it is the local feelings or the warmth of the mother embracing a harbor.

From the deeds of Liu Maoxing's senior brother Shaoan in the past, it is not difficult to imagine the "flavor of fairy girl".

The dough is prepared, unlike conventional pasta, and the dough is mixed with tofu paste, which is elastic. Everyone witnessed Xia Yu using the ramen technique to quickly break the white noodles into clusters of noodles.

First throw the slippery noodles aside and ignore them.

Clean your hands again.

"Take the other half of tofu!"

While giving instructions, Xia Yu twisted the stove valve and with a puff, the heat spread out suddenly at the bottom of the Chinese iron pot.

Miyoko Hojo brought half a plate of tender tofu.

Hot pan and add oil!

Seeing this, Tang Yuqiong was shocked. She rushed over so quickly that she naturally heard about the news of the three tofu set meal. "What about after putting the oil and hot pan? Will the red oil be stir-fried without stir-frying the chili peppers? Don't he plan to continue making Mapo... But in this way, why put the Mapo tofu dishes in front of it?"

"Not Mapo!"

Just looking at the details of the ingredients in the Xiayu hot pot, the senior chefs surrounding the nearby ones can see the rough idea.

"Hiss, what are he thinking!" Aoki Secta agreed with Tang Yuqiong's words very much and nodded constantly, "Yes, if the third tofu dish is not the main spicy Shuchuan Mapo, why should it be ranked last? This is a serious mistake in the order of serving dishes at the banquet!"

"Is this a mistake or a blindly confident and arrogant dish tofu?"

Andrea also lit her lips and frowned: "A very simple truth, how can the light taste awaken the tongue that has fallen because of spicy food?"

"hehe!"

Lei Zhe was just laughing there.

"I'll tell you, that dish just now is already a masterpiece of tofu dishes! That's what I think!" He snorted, "If the two repeated 'big magic panda tofu' are still possible to satisfy my tyrannical stomach, but now...hehe!"

The unconscionable giant expressed his disdain and ridicule with two hehes.

"Shut up!"

A voice came over coldly.

Lei Zhe met the heroine's cold eyes and was immediately annoyed.

"Wow—"

The sudden movement broke the unfriendly scene.

Official cooking begins!

However, when he poured all the tender tofu into a Chinese iron pot and stir-fry, Xia Yu was not free at all. He asked Miyoko Hojo to help him pour the round noodles that he had been waiting for use before.

Bow left and right!

For Xia Yu, who has mastered the [Silver chopsticks and ten pots], it should not be too easy to use two pots to cook dishes.

The "Tofu Noodles" and "thicken tofu" recipes in "Tofu Trio" will be carried out at this step at the same time.

Cooked noodles are not difficult.

This mainly depends on basic cooking skills.

As for "thickening tofu", there are too many things to say.

The key point is the sauce!

Xia Yu heard the discussion sound near the kitchen counter just now.

Mapo?

Sorry, "Tofu Trio" has never been a mapo tofu, nor is it a domineering dish that pursues the tongue of diners with spicy taste. This is a dish that is full of thoughts, according to Xia Yu's own statement-

It's heartbreaking, old man.

Why is it heartbreaking? It is one thing to be honest about tofu, but it is another thing to be moved by diners when they taste it.

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

It is the meaning of food and the taste of fairy girl, and Xia Yu is trying to restore it.

Externally, you can achieve perfection through cooking skills.

Xia Yu strives for perfection in the sauce link. In fact, the recipe is vague and does not indicate what ingredients should the chef match and what kind of sauce to make. This way, the space for learners to play is suddenly wide.

"In addition to the ordinary ingredients such as oil, salt, sugar, ginger, cooking wine, etc., there are also..."

Xia Yu's eyes flashed, and he spread his own mark in the blank space of the sauce.

This is the Xialiu tofu trio, not a Shaoan’s tofu trio, nor is it a replica of the stereotyped cooked according to the original recipe.

Click!

The sound of closing the valve.
Chapter completed!
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