Kanto Qing was in a hurry to make meritorious service, and he was careless for a moment and made a low-level mistake.

Lost in the first battle, and it was too late to regret it.

Deputy Director Li was even more confused, but then showed a complaining expression on his face.

"Comrade Xiaoguan, this is the bean sprouts you made? Why don't you cook it, this and this, this is a good dish in itself, and it can compete with Kali bean sprouts, but you have made a low-level mistake! ”

His technique of throwing the pot is very skillful, Guan Dongqing really has a feeling of making a mistake and being caught, he lowered his head and kept silent, and he regretted not knowing what to say.

Ma Hua came over and smiled slightly: "My master said that this restaurant not only has to entertain the rich, but also entertains ordinary people, so the customized plates are all deep-bottomed, with a lot of vegetables and affordability!" If you compare with me in the next round, you'll have to see the cutlery clearly. ”

The back kitchen already knew the news of Guan Dongqing's defeat.

It's just that I didn't expect the reason for the defeat to be so dramatic.

Lou Xiao'e smiled: "Boss, have you already seen that the bean sprouts in the middle are raw?" ”

Lin Zhen said: "He put so much, the middle is so deep, it's strange to be able to light it, to make that dish, you must make the bean sprouts fluffy, in order to be all fired, and it is best to use the method of beating the four doors with flowers to stir-fry in the fire, he does not have that skill, so he lit it with a high degree of wine, the wine head is not pure alcohol, no matter how it burns, there is water left, so the innovative idea of this dish is very good, but it is too poor." ”

Lou Xiao'e smiled: "That's what you said, take a good card and play it badly." ”

Lin Zhen smiled slightly: "Now that you know the shortcomings, if you improve it in the future, you can add it to the menu of the Eighth Cuilou." ”

Wang Yuchu pouted on the side, hating to give Guan Dongqing a slap.

But after thinking about it, it wasn't his son, so he better stop fighting.

Guan Canghai said angrily: "Idiot, are you ashamed to make such a low-level mistake?" ”

Guan Dongqing said with seven points of remorse and three points of dissatisfaction: "Didn't you two see it?" ”

"Humph! You're still reasonable, shut up and reflect, give me a hand, I'll take the second course! ”

Guang Canghai decided to take a second course.

Because their son made a low-level mistake because of his carelessness, they really didn't lose their strength because of the defeat, but held back their strength to teach the newborn calf MCA.

The second course is also a very common ingredient, tofu.

The more common the ingredients, the more they can test a chef's true skills.

Everyone knows how to cook ordinary home-cooked food, so it is even more important to make a unique taste in order to impress the judges.

Guan Canghai walked to the stove and glanced at the people in the back kitchen.

There are the boss Lin Zhen and several managers, as well as more than a dozen chefs, all of whom were brought back from the rolling mill by MCA.

In Guan Canghai's eyes, these are wild roads that do not enter the stream.

When you see your own court dishes, you have to bow down to them.

With a big mouth, he sneered: "What I want to do is a palace dish: imperial tofu, now it is a new society, you have the opportunity to see it, if it is in the Qing Dynasty, hum!" You're not qualified to see each other for the rest of your life! ”

Lin Zhen said with a smile: "You hurry up and start, don't talk nonsense, my apprentice has already started, and the slow serving of food will also affect the outcome of the game, don't say that we deliberately delay your time if you lose." ”

"Humph! Reminder, Dongqing, start! ”

Guan Dongqing took a piece of fine pork belly and immediately began to chop the filling, finely cut and coarsely chopped, with autumn oil, sugar, cooking wine, and thirteen spice fillings.

And Guan Canghai took a large piece of tender tofu.

Cut into duck yolk-sized slices, as thin as bun skin.

Put the marble-sized ones into two slices of tender tofu and make eighteen in a row.

Then use egg white and starch to beat the lake, beat until it bubbles, hang the tofu in the lake, and fry it in oil to set.

Then raise the oil temperature and fry until the surface is golden, at this time the tofu has become a golden ball, which is hidden inside, and the oil control is removed and put on the plate.

Finally, boil the sugar in water, heat the oil and vinegar to adjust the sauce, wait until the three flavors of sweet and sour are balanced, then pour it into the tofu on the high heat.

Finally, sprinkle with minced shallots, and a plate of imperial tofu is ready.

Insiders look at the doorway, and laymen look at the liveliness.

The chefs in the back kitchen were already dumbfounded and speechless, and they looked at it with wide eyes one by one, for fear of missing a step.

And Guan Canghai is indeed capable, and his every move has decades of skills.

Lou Xiao'e asked when she was young: "In charge, how does this compare with MCA?" ”

Lin Zhen said with a smile: "If the Qing Dynasty hadn't perished, his skills would really be a royal chef, but he was too conformist and uninnovative, and he was worse than Ma Hua. ”

At this time, the tofu made by MCA was also out of the pot.

What he made this time was still a gourmand in the middle of the Qing Dynasty, and the Jiang Shilang tofu included by Yuan Mei and Yuan Jianzhai, the old man in the garden.

It was Yuan Mei who wrote 'The shepherd boy rode the ox, and the song vibrated Lin Yue'.

It is said that Mr. Yuan, a big foodie, bent his waist three times in order to find out how Jiang Shilang made this tofu, and Jiang Shilang told him how to do it.

He Daqing, who helped, had already made the soup with dried shrimp, dried scallops, and dried mushrooms.

MCA peels the old tofu on both sides, cuts it into small pieces and dries it, then deepens it in lard and sprinkles it with salt.

Fry until golden brown on both sides, then pour in the fresh soup that has been boiled in advance.

After rolling once, pour in a large glass of cooking wine and roll again, then add autumn oil to continue to roll again, and finally add sugar and roll a fourth time.

At this time, the juice has been collected in the pot, and sprinkle with finely chopped shallots.

A dish of Jiang Shilang tofu is ready.

MCA and Guan Canghai came out of the pot almost at the same time.

The waiter went to the big leader's room first.

Ma Hua and Guan Canghai and reporter Xiao Wu listened to the results at the door.

The big leader was anxious to wait for a long time, and when he saw that it was two plates of tofu, he knew each other, and Lin Zhen had made these two kinds of tofu for him.

Judging from the color alone, it is impossible to tell which plate was made by whom.

But with the addition of a piece of entry, the big leader immediately tasted it.

"The imperial tofu is delicious, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and the aftertaste is endless when you take a bite, but the sauce mixed with the three flavors of sweet and sour is less hot, and it should not be prepared by Menghuo."

Guan Canghai, who was outside the door, suddenly became angry when he heard this, thinking to himself, have you ever eaten palace food? Do you understand how to make sugar in Menghuo?

Just wanted to refute, but Ma Hua stretched out his hand to stop him, and whispered: "Keep the rules, don't speak!" ”

The big leader continued: "I have eaten the pouring sauce quickly prepared by Menghuo, and the taste is one level higher than this, which is obviously not boiled by Menghuo. ”

The control of fire, no one has yet reached the level of Lin Zhen's master and apprentice, and neither can Guan Canghai.

Therefore, for the big leaders who have eaten Lin Zhen's imperial tofu, this imperial tofu has been reduced by a few points.

After tasting another bite of Jiang Shilang's tofu made by Ma Hua, a smile appeared on the big leader's face.

"Fresh, fragrant, crispy, tender and sweet, the five tastes collide on the tip of the tongue, this is an indescribable delicacy, there is no shortcoming, Jiang Shilang tofu wins!"

Guan Canghai at the door looked disdainful, and when the two dishes were brought to the private room where the old golden head was, a victor's smile appeared on his face.

The old golden head tasted it in turn, but it was difficult in his heart.

He tasted the imperial tofu to the level of the imperial chef, but Jiang Shilang's tofu was even more delicious.

The old golden head felt that Guan Dongqing lost in the last game, and this time it must have been Wang Yuchu himself, and there was no stir-fry of tofu from Jiang Shilang, which was suitable for him to do as an old man in his eighties.

Thinking of this, the old golden head pretended to comment, and finally said: "Jiang Shilang tofu wins!" ”

Guan Canghai at the door was stunned, he didn't know how the old golden head could make such an evaluation, but he had eaten the imperial tofu he made.

In Guan Canghai's disappointed eyes, two dishes were brought to Deputy Director Li's house.

Deputy Director Li looked at it and immediately laughed.

I thought that I would come to dinner in the morning, and I had already eaten Jiang Shilang tofu made by Ma Hua, and Lin Zhen would not be stupid enough to let Ma Hua make it again.

In that case, he and the old golden head will be able to recognize each other.

Therefore, this Jiang Shilang tofu is made by the imperial kitchen, and the imperial tofu is made by MCA.

MCA deliberately put on the name of Imperial Cuisine in order to confuse the public.

Hum! I just don't fall for you!

Deputy Director Li didn't move, and immediately turned on the mouth cannon mode.

"Humph! This imperial tofu can't be put into your mouth when you look at it, the eyes are dark yellow, failure, it smells greasy, and it fails! ”

As he spoke, he picked up the fast pick and pulled it again.

"How can there be meat filling in tofu? Is this fried dumplings in a pan? Failure in failure! Don't taste it, I declare that Jiang Shilang tofu wins! ”

As soon as the words fell, Guan Canghai, whose eyes were red, rushed into the house.

Said angrily: "Li Huaide! Have you tasted such nonsense? Yes? Don't you know that my family is an imperial kitchen? Can they make imperial tofu? You're bringing out our father and son just for fun? ”