1852 Knife skills are close to magic

"Wensi tofu, Oh? Someone finally ordered this dish. " Yuan Zhou couldn't help sighing inwardly when he heard su Ruoyan reporting the names of the dishes.

Ever since Yuan Zhou had mastered the complete Huaiyang cuisine, he had been waiting for someone to order this dish. He didn't expect that it would be a group of foreigners who ordered it.

Wensi tofu was a famous traditional dish in Huaiyang. It was created by the Yangzhou monk, Wensi, during the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty.

Nowadays, many people introduced this dish. In order to highlight their cutting skills, they would erase this part of history. The reason why they called it "Wensi" was because the tofu strips were like a spring of Wensi, very vivid and vivid.

But in reality, it wasn't that complicated. Wensi was a person's name, and this was clearly recorded in history."Wen si [ 1] Xifu [ 2], Gong Shi [ 3], also good for tofu soup sweet porridge. To this day, those who have followed this method are called the tofu of literary thought. "

Not only did monk Wensi like to dance, but he also liked to study food. This Wensi tofu was the product of his many years of study and his knife skills.

The system had once said that when the time was right, he would receive a dish that had been lost by a famous person. However, he had not seen it so far. Yuan Zhou wondered if the system had forgotten about it.

Well, it had been more than two years since he received the Jiangsu dishes. Yuan Zhou had also forgotten about this matter.

"Is Angelo's dish really okay?" Mo Li asked with certainty, because when he ordered, Angelo had saved the Chinese dish names in his phone.

"No problem. This dish is very good." In Angelo's mind, Wensi tofu was the same as pudding cut into thin strips.

When he saw the adjectives, Angelo's first reaction was that Chinese chefs really knew how to joke. How could that be possible?

Lucar and the others didn't have such complicated thoughts in their hearts. Although they felt that even money was meaningless if Yuan Zhou didn't agree to sculpt, they also set aside their thoughts and planned to eat a good meal to supplement their body.

Although they didn't know much about Yuan Zhou before they came here, they still found the news about Yuan Zhou being invited to join the famous chef Alliance. Therefore, the target of the three of them was the steak.

So, after Angelo, they all ordered steak according to their own habits. After all, they had just flipped through the menu and found that even if they were used to eating steak, they had learned something today. They didn't know that there could be so many kinds and patterns of steak.

"Chairman of China famous chef Alliance, I think this menu alone has already surpassed many chefs in our country."

"Hundreds of steaks. Even a professional Steak Master can't do that."

"It's the first time I've seen it so complete."

Lucca and the others discussed in low voices, their anticipation reaching its peak.

Yuan Zhou didn't pay special attention to Lucca and the others. For him, the matter in the afternoon had already passed. Although he had refused several tens of millions of Yuan, did boss Yuan really care about money?

Do you care?

Of course ... He cared.

But cooking was still more important.

After Angelo ordered the dishes, the other customers had also finished ordering. After receiving the menu reported by su Ruoyan, Yuan Zhou began to cook the dishes one by one.

In the vast Chinese food culture, most of the cuisines were divided into North and South, and tofu was no exception. There was a difference between North and South tofu. The difference was not sweet or salty, but the main difference was the ingredients used to order the tofu.

The southern tofu was made of plaster. The solidified tofu flower had a high water content and was tender with a water content of about 90%.

Northern tofu was mostly made with brine water or acid pulp. The solidified tofu flower had a lower water content and its texture was older than Southern tofu, with a water content of about 85%.

In conclusion, the tofu in the North had less water content, so it had a stronger flavor and would easily spoil the soup. The tofu in the South was suitable for mapo tofu.

As for the Wensi tofu, it was made using the northern tofu made from brine water.

As a man who owned five cuisines, Yuan Zhou would prepare some ingredients that he used frequently in advance. Tofu happened to be one of them.

Fortunately, the master chef system also had a name, the kitchen black technology system ...

Yuan Zhou took out a piece of tofu from a bucket on the floor of the kitchen. As it was made with brine water, it was not as white as Jade as the one made with plaster. Instead, it was slightly yellow and there were tiny air holes on the surface of the cut. This was the symbol of the aged tofu.

As they were seated right behind Wu Hai and Zhou Xi, everyone sat in the same position as Wu Hai and Zhou Xi. They probably wanted to be closer to Wu Hai even if they couldn't talk to him. They probably wanted to get a little bit of 'talent'.

Therefore, they all saw Yuan Zhou's actions very clearly.

"This doesn't look good?" Lucca was judging purely by his looks.

"Look, there's a hole. I don't think head chef Yuan has any problems with the ingredients. It's just like that." Mo Li's eyes were also good.

Alma also felt that his looks weren't very good, but after thinking about it, he remembered an old saying in China. The general meaning was that powerful people couldn't be seen by their appearance.

For example, the baked gluten didn't look that good, but after eating it once by accident, Alma really loved it.

"I think we can give it a try when the time comes," said Alma.

"You don't even know Chinese food, so why do you look like you do?" Mo Li protested softly to Alma.

"We'll know when we see. " Angelo ended the discussion.

The discussion of the outside world had never affected Yuan Zhou's performance.

When Yuan Zhou picked up the tofu, he didn't use the vegetable knife to cut off the old skin. Instead, he used the bean stick knife, a special kind of knife.

Angelo stared at the toy-like knife. It was very normal. Not only had foreigners not seen this knife before, but only Yuan Zhou knew how to use it in China.

To go further, only Yuan Zhou's cutting skills could make the Wensi tofu with the bean stick knife.

Yuan Zhou was dragging the tofu with his left hand. If one looked carefully, one would see that he didn't touch the cut surface on the side with his hand. Instead, his hand was slightly curled. Only the front of his palm and a small part of his fingers touched the skin below the tofu. And this layer of skin also needed to be peeled off.

This was to prevent the tofu from being stained with the smell of humans and to maintain the original taste of the tofu to the greatest extent.

"Swish"

A light yellow shadow flashed in front of her eyes, and a piece of tofu appeared on the dark brown plate next to her. The slightly yellow part on the surface was cut off, revealing the White and tender part inside that had not come into contact with the air. It looked very good and much more beautiful than before.

Before Angelo could react to the changes in the "appearance" of the ingredients, what happened next made Angelo and the others feel like they had just watched a magic feast, not a chef cooking.

The bean stick knife in Yuan Zhou's hand moved quickly. One minute later, he stopped. At that time, the water in the pot was boiling. The timing was perfect.

Yuan Zhou lifted the brown plate that didn't seem to have changed much and tilted it slightly. Then, the whole piece of tofu slid into the pot. After being hit by the boiling water, the tofu began to change. It began to separate bit by bit and gradually spread out until it finally became a pot of tofu strips.

"Hmmmm?"

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