The scorching heat of Chang'an City for several days has finally changed today, the sun has disappeared into the clouds, and a layer of low and oppressive dark clouds is rapidly condensing, rolling slowly in the sky above Chang'an City.

A rainstorm is about to fall, and the people of Chang'an City are taking advantage of the heavy rain to go home to avoid it.

The wind gradually became stronger, rolling up the dead branches and leaves and the sand and dust on the ground I don't know how far to fly, and the various canals in Chang'an City also made waves, and the sound of the rushing water constantly reminded the people to take shelter quickly.

The clothes drying in the backyard of the Sai family were blown all over the sky, and the drying racks that were erected were also rolled up crookedly, and the housekeepers and maids of the Sai family ran around in the backyard like frightened animals chasing the clothes all over the yard.

Sang Sang stood in the courtyard, covering half of his face, and struggled to command everyone to put away all the things in the courtyard.

In this panic, no one saw a person with a hat rising and falling vigorously on the eaves of the Saijia courtyard, and finally quietly stopped on the roof of the kitchen in the backyard.

The hat blocked the man's appearance, and when he reached the roof, he unhurriedly removed the two green tiles, and the scene in the kitchen was clear.

In the kitchen, Xia Shang looked at the wind outside the window, and didn't notice the person above his head, but said to the with some worry: "It's about to rain, you better go back first, right?" ”

"No! I'm going to compare my knife work with you! I don't believe there is any knife in this world that can make the Shimizu Golden Carp perfect! ”

are categorical.

Looking at the firm expression of the, Xia Shang seemed to see his childhood self, and this dedication is an indispensable quality of a chef, and it is also the key to becoming a chef.

Suddenly, Xia Shang became interested: "Since you are so persistent, then I will accompany you to compare, you say, how should this knife work be compared?" ”

"Shred the tofu!"

said it without hesitation.

"Tofu shredded?"

Xia Shang smiled.

Shredding tofu is a basic skill for professional chefs, but it is also a very difficult subject to overcome, and some chefs can spend decades on it.

Xu Niangzi can bring up such a topic, presumably she has a lot of experience in this, but how can Xia Shang be unfamiliar with this?

The two said that it was better than that, and it happened that there was tofu in the kitchen, so they found two cutting boards, and the tofu shredding should be carried out at the same time.

Standing in front of the cutting board, both of them took out their kitchen knives, and the said: "Since it is a competition, there must be a bet." If I win, you'll tell me how to make the cherry meat. ”

"Yes, but what if I win?"

Xu Niangzi thought about it, gritted her teeth and said, "Let it be disposed of!" ”

"Good!"

With that, the two began to move.

Unhurriedly, the first washed the tofu with water, then smeared lard on the kitchen knife, and then passed by on the fire to complete the preparations.

Only in this way can the tofu not stick to the knife, and the action can be guaranteed when shredding.

This is a trick she has researched herself, and after doing it, she can't help but sneak a glance at Xia Shang, and find that the other party has already begun to go under the knife, and there is no preparation, so she can't help but sneer in her heart, feeling that she has won this time.

However, she suddenly noticed that Xia Shang's knife was a little special, very narrow and thin, and it also shone with a strange luster, not so much a knife as a dagger.

Cut tofu with such a knife?

didn't think much about it and quickly entered their own state.

The two men in the kitchen were immersed in cutting tofu, while the people hiding on the roof watched intently.

This person didn't pay much attention to the, and his eyes stayed on Xia Shang.

What the tofu shredding said was just a competition between chefs, but in the eyes of this person, it could reflect something else, he carefully paid attention to every movement of Xia Shang, the surprise and doubt in his heart became heavier and heavier, he could see that this kid in the kitchen who was only twenty years old was a good hand with a knife, and he never hesitated at all with each knife, seemingly unhurried, but there was a rhythm in it, like the breathing of the human body, even and stretched, especially the feeling of him holding the knife, it was integrated, as if the knife was growing on his body.

Seeing that the man on the roof unconsciously put his hand on the hilt of the knife on his waist, as if looking for Xia Shang's feeling at the moment, but no matter how he put in, he couldn't do it like Xia Shang, and gradually, a cold sweat soaked his back.

After three minutes, Xia Shang and stopped at the same time, looking at each other's cutting boards with a tacit understanding.

On the cutting board in front of the, a square inch size of tofu has lost its original appearance, forming a long strip on the noodles, surrounded by cold water soaked in bean juice, which looks a little like mush.

On Xia Shang's cutting board, the square inch size of the tofu block is still the size of the square inch, without the slightest change, and not even a drop of water is stuck around the cutting board, as if it has never been touched from a distance.

were stunned for a moment, thinking to themselves that this person didn't move?

"Okay, let's talk about the characteristics of your shredded tofu?"

Xia Shang smiled lightly and made a gesture of please.

The retracted her thoughts, scooped a scoop of cold water, put all the tofu into the water, and gently stirred it with chopsticks, and the tofu shreds that had just been mixed together were immediately dispersed, and the tofu shreds that were as white as jade showed their delicacy in the water.

This looks like a bowl of dragon beard noodles, and each piece of tofu shredded is extremely thin.

The scooped up one and put it in her hand, and then removed a hair and put it in her hand as well, and the two were almost comparable!

Xu Niangzi put her hand in front of Xia Shang's eyes and said proudly: "As thin as a hair, you can thread a needle and thread." How is it? ”

Xia Shang nodded: "It's a little interesting." ”

frowned, what she couldn't stand the most was Xia Shang's calm and calm posture, looking at the tofu in front of him, and asked in a low voice, "What about yours?" ”

Xia Shang didn't speak, calmly added some firewood to the stove and added some lard to the pot.

couldn't understand what Xia Shang was doing, so she looked at it curiously.

I saw that when the lard was seventy percent hot, it was scooped up by Xia Shang, and then poured it on the tofu in front of him!

A miracle happened!

Just listen to "snort"

With a sound, the oil fragrance overflowed, the lard crackled and gently exploded on the tofu surface, and the seemingly complete tofu under the oil suddenly appeared countless criss-crossing slits, the small and imperceptible slits became larger and wider little by little, the complete tofu was like a blooming flower blooming in all directions, the slow and clear change was like the rhythm of life, the small tofu pieces seemed to have spirituality, regular, even, and orderly dispersed, and the small silver filaments dyed with clear oil light continued to swing in the air, It's like a myriad of tiny tentacles.

The whole process is like a magic trick, until the moment of the final stagnation, the tofu block that was square a second ago, turned into a chrysanthemum that was fried to golden yellow in a blink of an eye, the countless petals are wrapped in a layer, but they are not sticky to each other, the layers are clear, and the evacuation is moderate, even if it is a real chrysanthemum, it is impossible to bloom so delicately.

The who witnessed all this covered their hearts in horror, their heartbeat at the moment was uncontrollable, and they looked at the tofu chrysanthemums on the cutting board sluggishly, and their mouths were trembling: "I...... Me, me, am I dreaming? ”

PS: From today, try to keep four shifts a day, and after a long rest, the state is still recovering...... Ask new and old readers to recommend collections!

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