Chapter 7: Be a Sweet Party Today
After the routine cleaning every morning, Xia Yu returned to the back kitchen with a wooden basin, but stopped abruptly at the back door of the kitchen, his nose kept twitching, and he smelled the pungent fragrance coming from the kitchen. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
Stomach growling.
Having said that, breakfast on the first day of summer vacation has not yet been settled.
Xia Yu put the wooden basin away and went into the back kitchen, and sure enough, the old man was cooking two bowls of breakfast on the kitchen counter, and it seemed that the last few steps had been carried out.
The sweet smell came out of the pot, and the old man picked up the pot and poured the boiled brown sugar water into two large bowls, and then sprinkled fried peanuts, crushed walnuts, and finally a little chopped green onion into the bowls.
Can't help but swallow saliva. Xia Yu stared firmly at the two bowls of breakfast on the kitchen counter, and muttered, "I'm sorry, I'll turn into a sweet party today." ”
The old man made tofu flowers.
It's a very common snack in the mainland of the motherland, but since he came to this parallel world strangely, Xia Yu is the first time to see the hometown food he is very familiar with in Tokyo. For some reason, my nose is sour, and I just want to eat.
After washing his hands, Xia Yu walked over, "A bowl for me?"
The old man nodded.
Xia Yu was not polite at all, he hugged the bowl and left, came to the store and found a place to sit down at will, and scooped a spoonful of tofu flowers out of the bowl with a white porcelain spoon.
His eyes widened slightly.
This bowl of tofu is different from the snack in his impression, the main difference is that the tofu flower is too crystal clear, like jelly, and it still shakes when the spoon is scooped up.
"Tofu can do it to this extent...... A work of art?" Xia Yu opened her mouth wide.
It's beyond common sense.
Have you ever seen a white jade-like tofu flower? In the past, Xia Yu must not believe it. He sniffed carefully, inhaled the fragrant fragrance of soy milk, and had no doubts in his heart.
"Let's eat and see. ”
After making a bowl of ramen last night, the old man obviously changed his attitude, such as the current breakfast, which seemed to Xia Yu to be a bit of a show-off.
Mo Mingjian was a little nervous, as if his own cow chewing peonies would destroy this delicacy that could be called art, Xia Yu took a deep breath, stabilized his slightly trembling hand, and brought the spoon close to his mouth.
As soon as you enter the mouth, the fragrance of tofu flowers spreads on the tip of the tongue, and the flavors of chopped green onions, fried peanuts and walnuts do not spoil the aroma at all, but further enhance the texture and taste. Moreover, the tofu flower is like condensed milk, it melts in the mouth, Xia Yu only chewed a few bites gently, and then swallowed it down his throat but it turned into liquid food.
It feels like eating soy milk, full of fragrance, at this moment Xia Yu's mind is full of golden soybeans, and the whole person seems to be lying on the sea of soybeans with a bumper harvest, swimming, comfortable.
Before you know it, a bowl of tofu flowers will be wiped out.
Clang......
The spoon collided with the bottom of the bowl pleasantly, Xia Yu was sober, glanced at the empty bowl, and couldn't help but shrug, "This is gone?"
Savoring the aftertaste between his lips and teeth, Xia Yu picked up the empty bowl and returned to the kitchen.
"What kind of tofu is this?" he asked the old man.
"Very ordinary vegetarian tofu flower ......" The old man also put the clean empty bowl into the bowl without looking back, "Tofu flower is the main ingredient, and other ingredients are not important." ”
Xia Yu immediately understood what the old man meant.
Does it imply that tofu flowers are unusual?
Tofu brain and tofu flower are both intermediate products of making tofu, needless to say, it must be the old man who made the leftover soy milk into tofu when he was making tofu.
Essentially, there is no difference between the ingredients of tofu and tofu flowers. The quality of tofu also represents the quality of tofu.
Without asking too much, Xia Yu patiently waited for the tofu to take shape.
An hour later.
Unwrapping the wooden tray in the kitchen, a whole large plate of fresh tofu was presented to Xia Yu's eyes.
His pupils shrank slightly.
Just looking at the snow-white and delicate color of the tofu, he knew that the quality was extraordinary, Xia Yu hesitated for a moment, tentatively stretched out his index finger, and gently poked it on the surface of the tofu.
At this time, the information that made Xia Yu very unfamiliar popped up in front of his eyes:
"[Water Tofu], excellent quality, is the main ingredient of a variety of dishes, the system recommends that the host use this high-quality ingredients to cook "Magic Mapo Tofu", and the probability of the appearance of glowing dishes increases......"
Identifying ingredients?
Xia Yu was stunned. Does the Kitchen God system still have this function?
He couldn't help but pat his head and asked, "System, how good am I cooking now?"
“lv3。 ”
"Yesterday you completed the initial quest, leveling up by one and gaining 1 idle Talent Point. The system replied diligently.
"By the way, with my current cooking level, where can I use my talent points?"
"Sword skills, fire weather, these are two basic talents. Of course, the host can also assign 2 talent points to the 'Food Identification' option to strengthen the system's verification function. "Note that the current host chef level is too low, and you can only unlock advanced talents when you reach lv10." ”
Xia Yu thought about it for a while, and then decided: "Then 1 point of sword skills, 1 point of fire." Distribute it like this first. ”
"The request has been accepted. ”
In an instant, there was some kind of change in his body, Xia Yu loosened his shoulders, but he couldn't find the root of the change.
Looking at the board and a kitchen knife, Xia Yu reached out and picked up the kitchen knife, staring at the silver blade that reflected his face, with an indescribable surprise in his eyes.
Among the basic qualities of cooking, his knife skills must be the best, for no other reason, over the years, he has handled various ingredients for the old man every day and night, and his knife skills have long been practiced.
However, this time the feeling of holding the knife was noticeably different.
How to describe it, it's like a swordsman who has been practicing knives for many years, and suddenly has an epiphany, and has a telepathy with the saber that he carries with him all year round, and the human knife is one.
This statement is a bit exaggerated, but Xia Yu really can't find other words to describe it.
His eyes were slightly condensed, glancing at the freshly baked white jade tofu in the wooden tray next to him, the knife flashed, Xia Yu picked up a piece of still wet water tofu and put it on the board, the sharp kitchen knife in his right hand collided with the board, every time it was everything to the end, the knife action was smooth and natural, and there was a faint temperament of an old chef in the hotel.
Soon, the tofu slices were covered all over the board, like pieces of paper, and the size and thickness of each slice were difficult to see with the human eye.
"Hoo ......"
By cutting tofu habits, he suddenly improved his knife skills by one step, Xia Yu sighed lightly, with excitement and a hint of horror in his eyes.
This is only 1 talent point allocated, and the improvement of sword skills is so obvious, if he fills up the talent of sword skills in one breath, then won't he reach the level of the kitchen god in the knife skills?
Suddenly realize that there are other people in the kitchen.
Xia Yu sighed, put down the kitchen knife, glanced over, and sure enough, he saw that the old man was a little stunned and looked at the tofu slices on the board.
Presumably, the old man had seen the process of cutting tofu in his eyes.
"Your sword skills ......"
The old man wanted to ask, but shook his head again and left the kitchen with his hands in his hands.