Chapter 710: : Own mark

"Tofu mud?"
Everyone stared at the white mud accumulating on the countertop.
Because the tofu is crushed, the tofu mud looks sticky, but if you look closely, it is not difficult to find that after the wet tofu is finely crushed, there is no trace of water!
"Ah, this is removing water?"
Behind, Tamagawa Misa covered her mouth incredible.
Hojo Miyoko was equally shocked, and he couldn't understand the mystery of wielding a knife and striking tofu.
Top island chefs such as Dojima Silver, Shinhara Masato and Ryoko Rina are heading towards the gate of Lin, but they are all clear and dignified.
"This familiarity...!"
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 that Xia Yu lifted these finely tofu muds and slammed them into the conditioning basin where the flour was previously placed.
"In front is a mixture of Okara and taro."
"Now it's a mix of flour and tofu mud... Is this really a tofu dish?!"
There was a deep suspicion in her eyes.
Lei Zhe mentioned that he was about to open his mocking skills. Who knows that a thick voice suddenly entered:
"Look down!"
So everyone turned around.
Giving the lion's hustle-and-bearing magnificence, Zhexian Zuoweimen, standing behind his arms, and then a few steps back, is a dense crowd, mixed with media reporters and diners, and full of people.
Looking up from the patio, the pavilion surrounded by a circle, the side of the railing, was also full of people, and the scene really made people sweat. If it is not before opening the shop, please ask the craftsman to repair and maintain this building carefully. Xia Yu is afraid to worry about the collapse accident and cooking unintentionally at this time.
"Hey!"
"Let let... let let!"
At this time, the crowd squeezed out another woman holding a camera pole.
Her dressing is more refreshing, and it is completely different from the style of the female guests in the winter.
The appearance of the woman caused a small disturbance in the crowd. Many diners recognized this as a star chef and greeted him, but Tang Yuqiong squeezed his head into the innermost floor, and finally gasped and stabilized his heels near the kitchen counter.
Tang Yuqiong came at the right time.
Bang Bang Bang!
The dull sound came out.
She opened her eyes slightly, and suddenly froze.
The kitchen at night, a large white dough, changing shape in the air, Xia Yu's hands are very flexible, pinching and kneading, hitting, and caressing.
The style of the kneading face is sometimes violent and rough, but sometimes it is to caress the lover's skin, and it is gentle to the extreme.
This time without the help of noodle sticks.
Both hands are Xia Yu's most original tools for kneading dough.
"The resilience on this side... is a bit scary!" Tang Yuqiong saw the core secret, a pair of beautiful eyes, did not pay attention to how handsome Xia Yu's movements were, but was determined to look under his hands, cloud-like, with super high plasticity White dough.
As for the live broadcast room and the barrage, Tang Yuqiong looked at it and had forgotten it. The audience in the live broadcast room looked at her in various gestures, begging for OB commentary, but she was still talking to herself.
boom!
The dough that was repeatedly beaten finally landed firmly on the table.
"All right?"
Everyone's spirits revived.
Xia Yu has long been immersed in the gourmet world, enjoying the process of restoring ancient recipes.
He thought that the so-called "taste of shellfish fairy" can be explained from too many angles, whether it is the local feelings, or the mother's embrace of the warmth of the harbor.
From the past deeds of Liu Pengxing's brother Shao An, it is not difficult to imagine "the taste of fairy shellfish".
The dough is ready, unlike the regular pasta. The dough mixed with tofu mud has elasticity. Everyone witnessed Xia Yu's ramen method to quickly break the white noodles into noodles.
Leave the slippery noodles aside first and leave it alone.
Clean your hands again.
"Take the other half of the tofu!"
As he ordered, Xia Yu twisted the cooker valve, and with a pop, a fierce fire suddenly spread across the bottom of the Chinese iron pan.
Hojo Miyoko brought half a plate of tender tofu.
Hot pot, oil!
Seeing this, Tang Yuqiong was shocked. She came here in such a hurry, and naturally heard the news of the three tofu set meal, "After the oil is hot? Isn't the stir-fried chili fried with red oil? Is he not going to continue to be a ma po? ......But this way, why put the punched Mapo tofu dish in front?"
"Not Ma-po!"
Just looking at the details of Xia Yu's hot pot fillings, the high-end chefs surrounding him can see the approximate.
"His, what is he thinking!" Aoki Zongtai very much agreed with Tang Yuqiong's remarks, and nodded incessantly. "Yes, if the third tofu dish is not the main spicy Sichuan Sichuan mother-in-law, why should it be ranked last? This is the banquet. Serious mistake in order of serving!"
"First serve the spicy Mapo tofu, then soft tofu dishes, is this a mistake, or is it arrogant to be blind and confident in your own dishes?"
Andrea also nodded her lips and frowned: "A very simple truth, a faint taste, how to wake up the tongue that was spoiled by spicy again?"
"Ha ha!"
Leizhe was just laughing.
"I said that, the dish just now is already a must-have for tofu dishes! I think so!" he snorted, "If there are two repeated "big magic panda tofu", there are still some food that satisfies me. The possibility of overbearing the stomach, but now... hehe!"
The unruly Lin giant expresses his disdain and ridicule with two huh.
"To shut up!"
A voice came coldly.
Lei Zhe greeted the hostess's cold eyes and was immediately annoyed.
"Wow--"
The sudden movement broke the less friendly scene.
Official cooking begins!
However, when all the tender tofu was poured into a Chinese wok and stir-fried, Xia Yu's left hand was not empty. He asked Hojo Miyoko to help and pour the round noodles to be used.
Bow around!
For Xia Yu, who masters [Yin Zhu Shi Guo Fan], it is not too easy to manipulate two pots to cook dishes.
The "Tofu Noodle" and "Tofu Tofu" recipes of the "Tofu Trio" recipe will be carried out in this step at the same time.
Fried noodles are not difficult.
This mainly depends on the basic cooking skills.
As for "thick tofu", there is too much to say.
The key point is the sauce!
Xia Yu didn't hear the sound of the discussion near the kitchen counter just now.
Ma Po?
Sorry, "Tofu Trio" has never been Mapo Tofu, nor is it a pursuit of overbearing dishes that capture the tongue of diners with a spicy taste. This is a hearty dish, in Xia Yu's own words-
Worried, old iron.
Why is it so heart-warming? It's one thing tofu to lose heart~EbookFREE.me~ When diners taste it, it's another thing to touch the scene.
To sum up, the real "Tofu Trio", both internally and externally!
Xia Yu is trying to recover from the food righteousness and the taste of Pui fairy.
Externally, you can achieve perfection through cooking.
Xia Yu strives for perfection in the sauce. In fact, the recipe is ambiguous. It does not specify what ingredients the chef should match with and what kind of sauce to make, so the space for learners to play is suddenly wide.
"In addition to the usual oil, salt, sugar, ginger, cooking wine and other materials, there are..."
Xia Yu's eyes flashed, and he was waving his own mark in the blank space of the sauce.
This is the Xia Shili Tofu Trio, not the Shao'an Tofu Trio, nor is it a replica of the stereotyped cooking following the original recipe.
Click!
Turn off the sound of the valve.