The right hand has been hung for a long time, and it is slightly uncomfortable to suddenly take off the restraints.

Yu Sheng walked over with shaking hands and took the knife in the hand of Huang Xiaochu, who was looking forward to it.

He touched it with his left hand, "Lao Huang, you can't make this knife, and you don't take advantage of it at all." ”

Huang Xiaochu laughed on the side, but Bai Xing said angrily, "Come on, how can there be a cook in the world who uses a knife as good as yours." ”

For the rest of his life, there were more than 20 knives in the back kitchen of the inn, each with different uses, and he had been coveted by people such as Fu Yan and Ye Zigao, and he only felt that it was too wasteful to make kitchen knives.

"I just want to tell Lao Huang that my knife is better than his. The rest of his life said proudly.

While speaking, Yu Sheng got used to this kitchen knife, took the tofu in his right hand and pressed it lightly on the board, and the knife in his left hand flew like a fly.

Although it has not been tested by the system, the knife work has been greatly improved for the rest of his life under the improvement of the pearl of rice grains.

In Huang Xiaochu's astonishment, Yu Sheng cut out the tofu in the blink of an eye, square and square, the same size, and the tofu was not damaged in the slightest.

"Put the tofu in the water to remove the beans. "Yu Sheng commanded.

When he was preparing, Yu Sheng asked Huang Xiaochu to boil a pot of water over medium heat, with salt in it, and now it is just right to boil slightly.

Huang Xiaochu hurriedly stepped forward to carefully put the tofu in the water, he just knew that the tofu was going to get rid of the beany smell.

Some guests don't like mapo tofu because of the smell of beans in it, and he is stupid enough to think that tofu already has this taste.

Yu Sheng turned around and went to stir-fry the minced beef, which was cut.

When half a spoonful of oil is 60% hot in the pot, put the minced beef in it for the rest of your life, and slowly fry it over medium heat until it turns golden brown and takes it out.

Stir-fry the bean paste until bright red, add the tempeh and spicy noodles and continue to stir-fry until the fragrance is permeated, then add the stock, soy sauce and salt.

"Well, that's delicious. Huang Xiaochu said next to him that he didn't forget to tell him the ratio between the seasonings when he stir-fried for the rest of his life.

When the soup is boiling, add the tofu and gently shake the pot for the rest of your life to avoid damaging the tofu and let the soup enter the tofu.

Before cooking, Yu Sheng said: "The real secret of the deliciousness of mapo tofu lies in this. ”

He told Huang Xiaochu that the tofu was boiled three times, "You must not only hook it once." Yu Sheng said.

Huang Xiaochu's face flushed, and his mapo tofu only hooked a heavy thickener.

"Tofu is easy to get out of the water, if you only hook it once, not only will you lose the tenderness of the tofu, but the water will also sneak out after serving. Yu Sheng said.

"Mapo tofu should be neat and not rotten, and it will become a rotten plate when it comes out of the water. ”

He said as he hooked the pre-prepared sauce on the tofu, "That's the reason why the plate of tofu you just served is not of good quality." ”

"Yes, yes. Huang Xiaochu wrote it down carefully.

The rest of his life was childish, Huang Xiao was middle-aged in his early years, Bai was happy to see him respectful, and couldn't help but look at the shopkeeper with admiration.

He still just knew that a plate of mapo tofu has so much exquisiteness, and if he is not careful, he will lose the best taste.

The freshly beaten potatoes for the rest of my life are very light, and the tofu is constantly bubbling when it is cooked.

Yu Sheng pointed to the blisters and said: "The blisters are getting bigger and bigger, that is, the water is about to run out, and at this time, it is necessary to thicken." ”

After that, he made another dish of gourd, "This dish has to be seasoned on the tofu, and your plate has a weak taste because the seasoning is not hung up." ”

Huang Xiaochu was already surprised and couldn't agree anymore, and looked straight at the actions of the rest of his life, remembering these skills by heart.

The guys in the back kitchen also stopped their work and came around to watch, and Xiao Er shouted for porridge outside, but no one answered.

He reluctantly walked in and pulled the guy to time, and the guy came to his senses.

Rao is like this, and the guy is reluctant to look away from the rest of his life, so that he beats the Bijian soup into river porridge, and half of it is beaten outside.

Yu Sheng looked at the blisters in the pot and pointed at Huang Xiaochu.

"It's all about the eyes, just like the hope and hearing of Langzhong, you don't have to have three, you can also have four. ”

When it is almost time, the rest of my life will have to fight the third course, "This dish is also very important, whether mapo tofu can go to the next level depends on this potato." ”

Huang Xiaochu humbly asked, "Shopkeeper Yu, what's important about this pot?"

Yu Sheng said: "Mapo tofu should satisfy the spicy, fragrant and tender hot, and this dish is to lock the hot." ”

When he was thickened for the rest of his life, Cai Ming, the youngest son of the Cai family, respectfully led Zhuangzisheng into the Appreciation Building.

"Childe, please. He led Zhuang Zisheng upstairs to the private room, but Zhuang Zisheng stopped, "Why did they come here?"

"Who?" Cai Ming followed Zhuang Zisheng's gaze and saw the rich and difficult people who were bored sitting on the seat.

Of course, Cai Ming knew Ye Zigao, but they forced Yuexinlou to take off the signboard of "Yangzhou's No. 1 Porridge", and asked his father to teach him a hard lesson.

Cai Ming was so angry that he immediately wanted to go up and drive Ye Zigao away, but was stopped by Zhuang Zisheng, "Don't ask for trouble." ”

Seeing that Cai Ming was not convinced, Zhuang Zisheng said: "Do you know why the City Lord's Mansion bought their porridge in the first place?"

Cai Ming was silent for a while, and looked at Zhuang Zisheng puzzled.

At the beginning, the Cai family no longer dealt with the porridge stall, because after the Taoist priest was rectified, the city lord's mansion came forward to buy a bucket of porridge, which made them very jealous.

"For the rest of his life, he was the nephew of the city lord. Zhuang Zisheng said, "Feng'er specially asked me not to provoke him again. ”

As a big-mouthed girl with a big belly who only allows food and can't tolerate the world's affairs, Zhou Jiufeng naturally didn't just tell Jinyiwei.

Cai Ming's face suddenly turned like earth, "You, you mean, I, I beat the city lord's nephew?"

Zhuang Zisheng patted him, "Don't be afraid, you look down on yourself, it was the city lord's nephew who beat you." ”

"That's fine. Cai Ming breathed a sigh of relief, and then became worried again, "Then, then what are they doing here?"

Cai Ming thought to himself that they wouldn't come to the autumn harvest to settle accounts, right?

"Let's go and see. Zhuang Zisheng said and walked towards the rich table.

"Yo, here comes the dog. Ye Zigao saw Cai Ming.

Fu Nan turned his back on them, "What are you kidding, the dog can come here?"

As he spoke, he turned around, and Cai Ming was walking behind him, "My king, it's really a dog." ”

Cai Ming twitched the corner of his mouth, I endure.

Zhuangzi sat down with a familiar face, "Where are you shopkeepers?"

"Teach people to cook later. Ye Zigao said.

Zhuangzi was stunned, "You shopkeepers still have this habit?"

"Isn't it because the mapo tofu in the appreciating building is really not good?" Ye Zigao pointed to the dish that only moved a few chopsticks.

Zhuang Zisheng remembered, "Oh, yes, your shopkeeper is about to compete with Xunwei Zhai's Guiyidao." ”

He smiled and said, "What's the matter, Zhou Jiuzhang has caused trouble for you again, I said earlier that you should not have deep friendships with them." ”

It was Zhou Jiuzhang who bragged about the rest of his life at the tofu banquet that attracted this competition.

"Since Zhou Jiuzhang can't have a deep friendship, then why are you still a relative with him?" Ye Zigao said.

Zhuangzi sighed, "The order of my parents, the words of the matchmaker, I also accidentally got on the thief ship." ”

"Then I'll have to talk to Sister Feng when I go back......"

"Don't, don't, Zhou Jiuzhang is actually quite good. Zhuang Zisheng hurriedly changed his words, Zhou Jiufeng was an existence he couldn't provoke.