He Donglin took off his glasses and wiped them, then took a kitchen knife handed over by his assistant and sharpened it on the whetstone. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

His kitchen knife is a little different from what chefs usually use. The blade is particularly thin, probably a little thicker than a piece of A4 paper, so it should be specially made.

Just now, Yang Yan has introduced the origin of this 'chrysanthemum tofu' and the difficulty of its completion.

As the camera zoomed in, the entire hall became silent, and all the audience members were staring at the big screen with very nervous expressions.

"Difficulty: Is there really such a dish in the world? Can you cut tofu into thin strips?" asked one viewer to his companions.

"I haven't seen it, have you ever heard of 'Wensi Tofu'? It is also a dish of tofu cut into hair-sized shreds, but this is the first time I've heard of this 'Chrysanthemum Tofu', so it's definitely more difficult!"

"Boss, apart from this 'Chrysanthemum Tofu', what other dish is more elaborate than the chef's knife work?" asked Five Eyes.

"Yes! There is also a dish of 'fireside beef' that is more difficult to make than 'chrysanthemum tofu'!" Liu Mang replied after thinking for a while.

"Ahh

"I mean now, not before!' 'Huobian beef' has been lost for hundreds of years, and I've only heard my master talk about it, and I've never seen anyone do it. It's basically a legendary dish. ”

"The legendary dish?" Five Eyes suddenly became interested: "Boss, tell me about it!"

"I listened to my master say that the dish of 'Huobianzi Beef' originated in the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty, and its selection and workmanship are extremely particular. Only less than 15 kilograms of beef tendon and tenderloin are taken from the cow, and then the tendon and membrane are removed and then opened into large pieces of meat more than an inch thick. The pre-processed pieces of meat are laid out on a slanted wooden board and nailed, and then the beef is sliced horizontally into thin and uniform slices with a thin paper-like light that can be several meters long without the slightest leakage. ”

"A few meters of meat, as thin as paper, a machine can't do it, right?"

"There should be, any event, if you practice it to the extreme, it can produce a magical effect. Liu Mang nodded affirmatively, and then explained.

"The sliced beef slices are smeared with special spices and spread on a bamboo basket to expose to the sun. Then placed on a special grill, slowly smoked with a special fuel burning, and finally reached the state of crispy but not fluffy, chewing slag. ”

"I really want to try it!" After hearing Liu Mang's recipe for this dish, his five eyes showed a yearning look.

"It's a pity that the spice recipe and fuel for this dish have been lost. Otherwise, I could have tried. It seems that there are also some on the market, but they are all with a name, and they are 108,000 miles away from the authentic 'fireside beef'. ”

At this time, He Donglin on the stage had already finished sharpening his knife, and he gently stroked the blade with his fingers, with a satisfied expression on his face.

He walked over to the cutting board on the board, and the assistant on the side had already placed a few pieces of snow-white tofu on it.

He Donglin leaned down and carefully observed the tofu on the cutting board.

After observing, he gently moved a few pieces of tofu with his hand to adjust the orientation.

"See, if you want to complete this dish, you must pay attention to every detail, and if you are not careful, your efforts will be wasted!" Han Shaobai on the judges' bench explained to Li Lao next to him.

"Chef Han, take the liberty of asking, how sure are you that you can make this 'chrysanthemum tofu'?"

"If I was at He Donglin's age, I could finish 100 percent, but now that I'm older, my hands are starting to shake, and I need to spend two out of ten pieces of tofu. Han Shaobai didn't mind, and replied truthfully.

"If He Donglin can complete this 'Chrysanthemum Tofu', then his knife skills must be the first in this Chef God Competition, right?"

"How is that possible?" Han Shaobai smiled and shook his head: "As far as I know, there are two more people in this competition, who are better than He Donglin in terms of sword skills!"

"Who? Who are those two?" said Li Lao in surprise.

"One is Lin Xiao, the kitchen god of the previous session, and the other is ......" Han Shaobai looked back and forth at the audience, and then said, "There is also Liu Mang!"

"Lin Xiao is just that, after all, he is the chef god of the last session, and I believe he still has this ability. But that Liu Mang, except for being a pufferfish, I haven't seen him show his sword skills?"

"I've only gotten a little bit of news in the last few days. Han Shaobai turned his head to the side and lowered his voice: "Old Li, have you ever eaten swallowtail dolphin?"

"Swallowtail dolphin, a swallowtail dolphin that is more than ten times more poisonous than a puffer fish? Who dares to eat it?" Li Lao was startled.

"Haven't you heard of Toei's Ida Huaishu?"

"Dongying Kitchen God - Ida Huaishu?" Li Lao suddenly realized: "I understand, it is said that he is famous for cooking this 'swallowtail dolphin', right?"

"That's right! In the whole Dongying, only the swallowtail dolphin he made dares to eat it!"

"That doesn't seem to have anything to do with Liu Mang, right?" Li Lao said suspiciously.

"I recently got the news that a young Chinese man challenged Dongying Chef and perfectly cooked a highly poisonous 'swallowtail dolphin'!"

"You mean this young man, it's Liu Mang?!"

"Hmm......" Han Shaobai nodded, and sighed faintly: "There are talented people in the country, and they have been leading the way for hundreds of years!"

……

He Donglin gently put his left hand on the tofu, took a deep breath, and cut it with his right hand holding the fast knife.

His hands were very steady, and his movements were not fast, as if every knife drained his essence, qi, and spirit.

Except for his hands, He Donglin's entire body was like nails, nailed to the ground, preoccupied. The whole person is like a towering and immovable mountain, more like a frozen statue.

Without the slightest sound, the sharp knife cuts into the tofu as if it were cut into water, gently lifted and gently fallen.

Finally, the first piece of tofu was cut. He Donglin stopped the knife, and his assistant immediately handed him a towel to help him wipe the fine beads of sweat oozing from his forehead.

"Boss, it doesn't seem to have changed much, tofu is still tofu, you can see that there is the slightest damage?" Wuyan asked strangely as he stared at the big screen.

"Master! This is the real master!" is different from the five eyes, and Liu Mang's eyes can naturally see the doorway.

"Don't look at the shape of this tofu that hasn't changed at all, in fact, there have been countless cuts on it, criss-crossing knife edges. As long as you flip it over and put it in the soup and stir it, it will naturally change into a chrysanthemum!"

"Really?" Five-Eyes narrowed, looking at it again. (To be continued.) )