Chapter Eighty-Three: Magical Mapo Tofu
"Huh~? Erina agrees with a person so much, and Alice sees it for the first time, strange, his cooking is really so good? Did you conquer the tongue of the gods of Erina and Aunt Managi? Alice Nagi bent down exaggeratedly, turned her head to look at Erina Nagikiri's expression, and asked seriously, the fruit hanging on her upper body was crumbling.
"Well, it's not what Alice said, I just said that this guy's cooking can be put in your mouth," Erina Nagikiri blushed and defended in a panic.
"Hmm~huh? Are you sure? But Alice's instinct is that Erina is lying," Alice stared at Erina's face with her eyes, as if she was studying some difficult problem, holding her chin with her hand and narrowing her eyes in doubt.
"I'm not lying, I want to watch the game, Alice, don't argue with me, if you don't watch the game, go out and play with your little henchman" Erina Nagi was stared at more and more flustered, and hurriedly pretended to be dissatisfied and reprimanded, and then turned his head and pretended to watch the game seriously, but he was fascinated by it.
"Mo~ Erina is really, stingy, and refuses to say anything to Alice" Nagi Alice puffed out her face angrily and pursed her lips like a pufferfish.
Lin Douge on the field glanced at the results of Suwa Laizhong, did not waver at all, and pursed his lips a little disdainfully.
Although these neon people have played a lot of tricks with tofu, in the final analysis, tofu was originally invented by their country. It's just that in order to promote the Kuo Fa, Jianzhen brought tofu to Neon with many Chinese quintessences and taught them to those believers. If Jianzhen made such feats for the Ku Sect and could establish a golden body, then later the Neon Kuo Sect was adapted beyond recognition, and the monks and soldiers also took the lead in triggering a constant beating, burning, killing, looting, raping and plundering, how much merit and gold will these karmic retributions break his golden body?
Lin Douge wants to let the neon people know today that tofu was the first thing they started using in China, and only they can really give full play to the brilliance of tofu as an ingredient.
He poured the soaked soybeans into the water, put them in a pot to heat, then poured in the boiled beef juice and soy sauce, picked up a wooden stick and inserted it into the soybeans and stirred it quickly.
Increase the fire and stir constantly, so that the gravy and soy sauce quickly soaked into the soybeans, and soon a funnel-shaped vortex was formed in the pot, even if the soybeans mixed with cow juice swirled violently, there was no drop of juice splashed out, as if it was firmly locked by the suction of the whirlpool, and could not be separated, and could only be obediently controlled by him.
After the soybean had fully absorbed the cow juice, he picked up the entire tornado with all his might, jumping into the air along with his body, and then he swung the stick in his hand downward, and a yellow dragon broke out of his control and flew into the pot below at high speed.
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"
A dense noise rang out, like the continuous sound of gunfire on the battlefield, resounding through the stadium, and even though the noise quickly died down, the ears of everyone in the stadium still buzzed.
And what shocked them the most was that Lin Douge showed a skill that was far beyond what a human should have: controlling the juice like a magician's arm and commanding power; It has excellent bounce power when jumping two or three meters high. All of them show that this Chinese has mysterious powers that they don't know.
Lin Douge took out the brown bean dregs that had been smashed into a sauce-like shape in the pot, put them into the hot oil next to them, felt them carefully using his extrasensory sense, accurately controlled the heat at all times, and used chopsticks to pick and cut out the first fried bean dregs one by one in order.
After the beans are fried, pour off the oil and start the fire, pour the bean dregs back in, add minced garlic, bean drums, red peppers, sweet noodle sauce, plus his special bean paste, constantly stir-fry on the fire, and then add the soup, pick up an ordinary tofu and throw it on the top of the pot, the kitchen knife quickly cuts a few knives against the tofu in the air, and after the knife is closed, the tofu falls into the pot and immediately spreads into a small white cube with uniform regularity.
Pour in the wine, seasonings and mixed spice powder calculated by the formula, then sprinkle the chopped garlic leaves and continue to stir-fry, then add the thickening made by the white powder, heat and stir-fry continuously in the high heat until the heat reaches the extreme, pour the hot mapo tofu into the plate, finally sprinkle the pepper, throw down the iron pot, pick up the plate and walk in front of the judges, put down the plate and turn around and leave.
In addition to Dojima Gin, the other two judges had obviously long been accustomed to each other's attitude, and picked up the spoon and prepared to taste it.
But at this time, Nagi Senzaemon stopped them, under the angry and puzzled eyes of Nagi Shinaki, he ordered the staff to open the top cover of the head, this is an open venue that can open the canopy, and the previous moon has the same design, but last time he didn't expect to break out at the same time two divine teachings, and the power is so powerful that he can lift the top cover, this time he learned to be smart, before eating the order someone to open the top cover first, he is not afraid of losing another maintenance fee.
Nagi Nagi was already anxious to see the food in front of her, and as soon as the lid was opened, she impatiently stretched out her spoon and dug a spoonful on top of the bright red mapo tofu.
It was this digging, as if a switch had been turned on, with a burst of intense light, a strong spicy smell that rushed straight to the brain, and the nearest reviewer and host rolled their eyes, drooled, and lost consciousness for a short time.
'Here we are! Those who had seen the glowing cuisine said silently in their hearts, looking forward to the changes on the field.
"Wow! Is this what glow cooking? It's amazing! β
"It's so dazzling, what is the source of this light?"
"It's spicy! cough cough ~ this spicy taste has cough cough cough ~ enough to choke"
"My eyes are drooling with spiciness"
"Is this something edible?"
Whether or not she could eat Nagi Nagi didn't think about it at all, and at the first moment after consciousness returned and her eyes regained vision, she couldn't wait to put the spoon in her mouth.
"Hmm~~~~Huh~Huh~" Nagi Shinaki's facial features instantly became hideous and distorted, his eyes were bloodshot, his mouth was exhaling hot air, and his whole face turned crimson.
"Hot! It's hot! Hmm~ Spicy! It's spicy! Hmm~ fragrant! It smells so good! Hmm~" Dojima Silver sent spoonfuls to his mouth spoonful, obviously spicy and red, hot and sweaty, but he still couldn't stop his hand, and his mouth kept chewing and swallowing.
"It's hell! Hmm~ It's heaven! Hmm~ It's still hell! Hmm~" Nagi Senzaemon has a painful face and a happy face for a while, and it keeps changing alternately, but he just can't stop the movements in his hands.
There are fewer and fewer people watching, and it is expected that there will be a small number of people left by the end of the month, and there should be no one next monthγ( Μ) Μ)γ
(End of chapter)