Chapter 7: : To be a sweet party today

　　After the routine cleaning every morning, Xia Yu returned to the back kitchen with a wooden basin, but stopped suddenly at the back door of the kitchen, his nose kept twitching, sniffing the smell of the smell coming from the kitchen.
　　 Grumbling in the stomach.
　　 Having said that, the breakfast on the first day of the spring break has not yet arrived.
　　Xia Yu put the wooden pots and drilled into the back kitchen, as expected, the old man was cooking two bowls on the kitchen counter early, and it seemed that the last few steps had been carried out.
　　Sweetness came out of the pot. The old man picked up the pot, poured the cooked brown sugar water into two large bowls, and then sprinkled fried peanuts, grated walnut kernels, and finally a little green onion into the bowl.
　　 couldn't help swallowing saliva. Xia Yu firmly stared at the two bowls on the kitchen counter early and murmured: "I'm sorry, I will be a sweet party today."
　　The old man made tofu flowers.
　　 is a common snack in the mainland of China, but since bizarre came to this parallel world, Xia Yu is also the first time in Tokyo to see his familiar hometown cuisine. Somehow, the nose is sour and I just want to eat it.
　　 washed his hands, Xia Yu came over, "A bowl for me?"
　　The old man nodded.
　　 Xia Yu was not at all polite. He walked around holding the bowl. He came to the store and found a place to sit down. The white porcelain spoon scooped a spoonful of tofu out of the bowl.
　　 He slightly opened his eyes.
　　 This bowl of tofu flowers is different from the snacks he has in mind. The main difference is that the tofu flowers are too crystal clear and seem to be jelly, and the spoon is still shaking when scooping up.
　　 "Tofu flowers can achieve this level...artwork?" Xia Yu opened her mouth.
　　 is beyond common sense.
Have you seen white jade-like tofu flowers? Xia Yu certainly didn't believe it before. He sniffed carefully, breathing in the smell of soy milk, and there was no doubt in his heart.
　　 "Eat it first."
　　 After making a bowl of ramen last night, the old man obviously changed his attitude. Just like this earlier, Xia Yu looked a bit of a dazzling taste.
　　 Mo Ming felt a bit nervous, as if his cow chewing peony would destroy this art-delicous food. Xia Yu took a deep breath, stabilized her slightly trembling hand, and moved the spoon closer to her mouth.
　　 Just after the entrance, the fragrance of tofu flower spread at the tip of the tongue. The taste of scallion, fried peanuts and walnut kernels did not destroy the bean fragrance at all, but further enhanced the taste and taste. Moreover, the tofu flower is like condensed milk, and the mouth melts. Xia Yu just chewed a few bites, then swallowed the throat and turned into a fluid food.
　　 It feels like eating soy milk, full of flavor, Xia Yu is full of golden soybeans at the moment, the whole portrait is lying on the ocean of harvesting soybeans, roaming, comfortable.
　　Unconsciously, a bowl of tofu was wiped out.
　 　 clang...
　　 A pleasant collision between the spoon and the bottom of the bowl caused Xia Yu to be sober and sober. He glanced at the empty bowl and shrugged, "Is this gone?"
　　呧吧咧Aftertaste the aftertaste between the lips and teeth, Xia Yu picked up the empty bowl and returned to the kitchen.
　　 "What kind of tofu flower is this?" he asked the old man.
　　 "Very ordinary vegetarian tofu..." The old man also put a clean empty bowl into the bowl without looking back. "Tofu is the main ingredient, other ingredients are not important."
　　 Xia Yu immediately understood the meaning of the old man.
Does 　　 suggest that tofu flowers are unusual?
　　 Tofu brain and tofu flower are the intermediate products of making tofu. Needless to say, when the old man is making tofu, the remaining soy milk is made into tofu flower.
　　 Essentially, there is no difference in the composition of tofu and tofu flowers. The quality of tofu flower also represents the quality of tofu.
　　No more questions, Xia Yu waited patiently for the formation of tofu.
after an hour.
　　Uncovered the wooden tray in the kitchen, and a whole plate of fresh tofu appeared in Xia Yu's eyes.
　　 His pupils shrank slightly.
　　By looking at the white and delicate colors of tofu, Xia Yu hesitated for a moment, tried to extend his index finger, and gently poked on the surface of the tofu, booming, the strength of the rebound made his eyes appear surprised.
　　 At this time, Xia Yu's very strange message popped up in front of him:
　　 "[Water Tofu], with excellent quality, is the main material for a variety of dishes. The system recommends that the host use this high-quality ingredients to cook "Magic Mapo Tofu", the probability of luminous dishes increasing..."
　　Identify ingredients?
　　 Xia Yu was stunned. This function of the kitchen system?
　　 He could not help but beat his head and asked: "System, how many levels do I cook now?"
　　 "lv3."
　　 "Yesterday you completed the initial task, the level was increased by one, and you got 1 idle talent point." The system answered diligently.
　　 "Right, with my current cooking level, in what ways can talent points be used?"
"Dao Gong and Huohou, these are the two basic talents. Of course, the host can also assign 2 talent points to the option of "recognition of ingredients" to strengthen the verification function of the system." The system said, "Note that the current host kitchen If the skill level is too low, you cannot unlock the advanced talent until you reach lv10."
　　Xia Yu thought about it for a while, and then decided: "Then one point of knife skill and one point of ignition. First allocate this way."
　　 "The request has been accepted."
　　In an instant, there was some change in the body, Xia Yusong loose shoulders, but could not find the source of the change.
　　Looking at the chopping board and a kitchen knife, Xia Yu reached out and took the kitchen knife up, staring at the bright silver blade that reflected his face. There was an unspeakable surprise in his eyes.
Among the several basic qualities of cooking, UU reading www.uukanshu.com is definitely the best for his knife skills, because there is no such thing. Over the years, he has been processing various ingredients for the old man every night, and the knife skills have been practiced long ago. Too.
　　However, the feeling of holding the knife this time is obviously different.
　　 How to describe it, just like a swordsman who has practiced swords for many years, and suddenly realized that he has a telepathy with the perennial Sabre, and the knife is one.
　　 This statement is a bit exaggerated, but Xia Yu could not find other words to describe it.
Gazing slightly, he glanced at the freshly-baked white jade water tofu in the wooden tray next to it. The flash of the knife flashed. Xia Yuxin picked up a piece of water tofu that was still wet and placed it on the chopping board. The collision of the chopping board is everything to the end every time. The action of the knife is smooth and natural.
　　 Soon, the tofu pieces were covered with chopping boards, just like pieces of paper. The size and thickness of each piece made it difficult to see subtle differences with human eyes.
　　 "Call..."
　　Through the habit of cutting tofu, he suddenly raised the skill of a step, Xia Yu breathed lightly, with excitement and a trace of horror.
　　 Only one talent point was assigned here, and the sword skill improvement was so obvious. If the sword skill talent was full in one breath, wouldn't he reach the level of the chef in the sword skill?
　　 suddenly realized there were others in the kitchen.
　　 Xia Yu erred, put down the kitchen knife, glanced over, and really saw the old man looking at the tofu slices on the chopping board a little stunned.
　　 Presumably, the old man had already seen him through the process of cutting tofu.
　　 "Your sword skill..."
　　The old man wanted to ask, but shook his head again and left the kitchen with his hand.
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