"Chen Zhiyuan!"

Chen Zhiyuan, who was named, found himself miserable onlookers.

Wang Fuquan and several apprentices turned around at the bar, their eyes were not good, they were a little confused about the chef in the bar, but they showed their fierce faces very bluntly to the guy who had just made it clear that he was not the second junior of the shop.

"Go buy me a version of tofu and a pound of pork for me."

Chen Zhiyuan hurriedly responded, and ran away with a cigarette, but not long after squeezing out of the onlookers at the door of the store, he patted his thigh: "I forgot to ask for money." ”

In the dashboard, the money is displayed like this:

Silver - 2 taels

Copper - 196 Wen

This is the first pot of gold he has accumulated in two days, a proper hard-earned money.

However, it doesn't cost a few pennies to buy a version of tofu, and no matter what era it is, tofu is a cheap ingredient for the common people. Chen Zhiyuan has been familiar with half of Jinguancheng in the past two days, and he has also run one or two trips in the wild, and knows that there is a time-honored tofu shop on the street, and the quality has been identified by him as very good.

"It's just that pork is too expensive!" Chen Zhiyuan's heart ached.

Restaurant.

Xia Yan looked slow, first find ginger and shallots, cut them for later use.

The store still has a stock of simple and everyday ingredients, but unfortunately although this store has been copied according to the same as Tokyo, due to the rules of the world, modern kitchen equipment such as refrigerators, food processors and microwave ovens are not available.

Even the stove ......

Well, earthen stoves.

Looking down at the stove a few times, the fuel is not limited to firewood, the coal is already in a state of high temperature in the belly of the stove, it seems that the firepower does not need to worry about him.

It's time to think about what recipe to use.

"Stuffed Bitter Melon with Douban Sauce" is not impossible, after the proficiency comes up, it is easy to make the task requirements of 'no less than 80 points, and the dark index is not less than mild'.

But Xia Yan wanted to change something fresh and update a wave of personal menus.

Coincidentally, tofu-related dishes are Xia Yan's most confident and usually practiced the most, no way, who asked neon people to order food in the store, and the probability of ordering 'mapo tofu' is as high as more than ninety, and it is also a forced business to be proficient enough in tofu cuisine.

If "Stuffed Bitter Melon with Bean Paste" is a sudden, whimsical shop.

Then, the dish that Xia Yan plans to make now is his real signature dish.

"Tofu, pork."

Wang Fuquan's group of apprentices whispered.

"The chef often says that tofu and pork are a perfect match, and the combination of meat and vegetables can make it very delicious even if the cooking is so-so."

"The simplest recipe should be something like 'Meat Foam Tofu', right?"

"Hehe, our master has a specialty dish, which is also tofu with pork, but the technique used is 'stuffing', stuffing the filling mixed with green onions and meat foam into the tender tofu, be skillful, don't break it, and then put it in the steamer to steam, and finally dip it in soy sauce to eat, tsk that taste, Master Shao'an is full of praise after eating!"

Soon, Chen Zhiyuan took the ingredients, gasped loudly, and returned to the restaurant.

"Store Manager Xia, give."

Opening the paper bag, Xia Yan saw that the tofu was very complete, and nodded: "It's hard work." ”

He turned around and went to wash the meat.

It's a pity that there is no modern cooking machine to grind the meat instead, and if you want to use meat foam, you have to chop it by hand.

Luckily, I upgraded my sword skills!

Sensing that Wang Fuquan squinted from time to time, Xia Yan was secretly awe-inspiring, under the noses of these old and spicy chefs, it was really a detail that was not handled well.

"Flower knives should be used with caution......"

With a control experience, Xia Yan was not so weak in his heart this time, and took a light breath, "Bang ......"

Hold your knives and start chopping the pieces of meat on the board.

There is no trace of show-off skills, it is a very ordinary basic knife skill interpretation, two square kitchen knives in Xia Yan's hands, alternately lifted and split, the blade and the wooden board collide to make a pleasant sound.

"It seems to be no different from the basic skills we usually practice." An apprentice muffled.

"It's basic knife skills, as long as you have hands."

Chen Zhiyuan's perspective was different from that of a group of apprentices in front of the bar, at this time he was standing behind Xia Yan, like a helper on call at any time.

His gaze couldn't help but move down, looking at Xia Yan's trembling right foot, Chen Zhiyuan's eyebrows twitched, and he complained frantically in his heart: "Hey, this store manager Xia doesn't care at all." ”

Listening to the discussions of his apprentices, Wang Fuquan squinted: "Shut up!" ”

For a while, all that was left of the storefront was the sound of chopping meat.

"So that you don't have to work one by one." Wang Fuquan snorted twice, "Pay attention to his hands, do you see it, steady!" ”

"Let you stand in the sun, chopping vegetables and shreds, and standing for a few hours, just to practice such a mentality and foundation......"

Wang Fuquan said, his pupils suddenly contracted.

At this time, Xia Yan, who had finished chopping the meat, shoveled all the meat foam on a plate and set it aside, then spread the whole version of the tofu on the table, and pulled another knife out of the knife holder.

Swish!

The knife is so fast that it is difficult for the eye to catch it.

Just such a "fast", a few apprentices thought they could do it, but within a minute, they found that the tofu spread on the desk had been cut into modules of equal size, and at first glance, it was simply a terrifying scale of copying and cloning magic, and the apprentices were suddenly shocked and lost their voices.

Fast! Permit!

The two elements add up, it is not a simple basic knife skill, after all, too much to revolve around these two points, if you do well enough in this regard, it can be said that you have an innate learning advantage.

"Help me watch the fire—" Xia Yan said without looking back.

"Oh, me? Good, good! ”

Chen Zhiyuan replied.

The pot is hot, a very heavy iron pot is on the stove, Xia Yan sprinkled a large spoonful of oil, this is a very common cooking pot step in Chinese food, when the oil is hot to five ripe, you can first stir-fry the ginger and shallots.

"Whoa."

Large puffs of smoke came out, and because there was no smoke and oil barrier transparent glass, the store seemed to be a misty fairyland for a while.

"What a heavy smell of firewood!" The apprentice covered his mouth and nose.

Wang Fuquan lost his squinting eyes at the beginning, sat up straight, and watched Xia Yan pour a whole version of the chopped tofu into the cauldron, and couldn't help but say, "Wrong, wrong!" ”

"After stir-frying the meat foam, the next step should be to put the bean paste and stir-fry the fragrant, not the pork first."

"The process is reversed, and this dish of tofu with minced meat is almost ruined." Wang Fuquan seemed to be sighing, and seemed to be sneering, "In this way, the bean paste can't be fried at all, and the most important seasoning flavor has been lost. ”

Xia Yan didn't care.

Who said what he was going to do with smoldered tofu.

With the usual daily process, he can't make dark dishes with high scores and high indexes, and since the system wants him to be a villain, Xia Yan can only reluctantly make it difficult for him to make good dishes.

Although this deliberately serves dark dishes, it is a self-smashing signboard, and it is not surprising that it will get bad and bad reviews from customers.

But this is paradise.

The paradise of "China Ichiban".

"Dark cuisine" is reminiscent of that group of people, and then labels them as unprovoked. Xia Yan hoped that the trouble of coming to the door was only once, in order to cultivate the purity of cooking skills, so he could only use it in the name of the dark cooking world.

"See those big bottles of seasoning in the cabinet, bring them to me." Xia Yan commanded.

"Take them all?"

Walking to the cupboard, Chen Zhiyuan couldn't help but ask more.

"All!"

After going back and forth a few times, Chen Zhiyuan saw that Store Manager Xia kept opening the lid, and then poured the whole bottle of seasoning into the pot, and his face gradually transitioned from shock, puzzlement, and panic to insensitivity.

The bright red bean paste is piled up into a small mountain, completely covering the tofu cubes and meat foam.

"This, this ......"

"I believe you when you say it's spicy chicken!"