Look at the cook who was already oiling the fish, with the stimulation of the hot oil, the fish wires that were originally loose and casually hanging on both sides of the fish bones instantly stiffened up, and were dyed with a layer of dazzling golden yellow.

And the cucumbers that kept cutting on the board, as if they were densely woven from the cucumbers themselves, even so, people were not satisfied, and continued to take out other cucumbers and carrots, wanting to make two-color lily clothes.

In comparison, it is natural that Zheng Wan can't see anything here, and his posture of boiling water all the time looks particularly down.

It's not just the palace maid who thinks so, but those who originally regarded her as an opponent even more so.

When Zheng Wan picked up the tofu, everyone thought that her brain was not good, and she had not made any movements now, which proved the conjecture in her heart even more.

Thinking of this, everyone couldn't help but look at Liu Brown's location, and saw that he kept making movements on the board with a knife, and everyone felt that he had sinister intentions.

No matter how you look at the current scene, I feel that Liu Brown is maliciously framing Zheng Wan, intending to divert attention, and he is really an out-and-out villain.

If Liu Brown knows what everyone thinks in their hearts, he will only feel that he is more wronged than Dou E, Zheng Wan's cooking skills are naturally clearer than outsiders.

In his opinion, Zheng Wan's craftsmanship is now stronger than that of his master Liu Xingyan.

It is precisely for this reason that he regards Zheng Wan as his biggest competitor, and he sees that the master has the intention of abdicating, and according to the past, this water supervisor chef is his bag.

But Zheng Wan's sudden appearance broke the balance of all this, disrupting all the plans in his heart, for the sake of his own career, he can do whatever it takes to achieve the goal.

Perhaps because of the pressure in his heart, Liu Brown's shredding movements continued to speed up, making a sound, until he cut the carrot in front of him into shreds that he was satisfied with.

On the other side, Zheng Wan has already cooled the cooked bamboo shoots with cold water, and after reaching a temperature that can be touched, he uses the method of "rolling bamboo shoots" again, first cutting the spring bamboo shoots into clear slices, and then cutting them into thin strips.

This time, you can clearly see how thin the filaments cut by Zheng Wan are.

The palace maid glanced at it hurriedly, and felt that the bamboo shoots on the board were estimated to be thinner than her own hair, and this kind of amazing knife work was not something that anyone could have.

Even she felt that even Dong Zhangshan, who led them, did not have such skills, and she couldn't help but marvel in her heart.

After the exclamation, she suddenly remembered something.

When she saw Zheng Wan taking tofu before, she thought the same as everyone else, thinking that Zheng Wan must be sick and rushed to the doctor, how could she choose tofu to show her knife skills?

You must know that everything is broken, not to mention the tofu made by their court, which is more tender than the tofu in the ordinary market, and it is the kind of existence that seems to be able to break the tofu with a light touch.

But now, she felt that she was a little unsure.

Would a chef who can cut spring bamboo shoots as thick as a hair really choose a tofu that looks impossible to finish?

When she was in a trance, Zheng Wan had already cut the spring bamboo shoots, boiled cabbage leaves, and ham she needed into thin strips for later use.

She looked down at the casserole on the side, and took a chopstick to poke at the last thigh of the chicken in the casserole.

The chicken thighs immediately flowed out of the inside with a stream of juice with light yellow chicken fat, without a trace of blood, so that it looked like the chicken should be fully cooked.

She immediately fished out the chicken breast and put it on the cutting board to cool.

In the middle of the process, Zheng Wan also divided the chicken breast into pieces of different sizes to help the chicken cool down, and when it reached a temperature that could be touched, the most tender part of the chicken was pressed tightly and cut into thin strips with a quick knife.

Then pick it up and shake it gently, shaking off the accidentally cut minced dust in the middle to avoid affecting the taste and appearance of the finished product later.

At this time, you can spread the freshly cut shiitake mushrooms in a bowl according to their perfect shape, scoop in a spoonful of chicken broth that has not covered the shiitake mushrooms, and put them in the steaming drawer to steam, so that the umami of the shiitake mushrooms and the umami of the chicken soup are perfectly integrated.

At this time, Zheng Wan began to deal with the protagonist of this dish - tofu.

First, cut off the harder part of the tofu with a knife to avoid affecting the taste, and the different parts will also affect the thickness of the tofu shreds when cutting later.

Once everything was taken care of, she cut off the tofu from the middle and used only half of it.

Hold the tender tofu in one hand, hold the kitchen knife in the other hand, and aim at the tofu on the cutting board.

Immediately after that, the palace maid only saw the kitchen knife and the hand becoming illusory in front of her, and when she felt that her eyes had not yet understood, a whole piece of tofu had turned into a piece of tofu that was tilted and poured on the board.

As for the degree of thinness, she felt that her eyes could not see it at all.

Then there was a familiar sound of shredding, and the tofu on the board looked as if it had undergone an ordeal, loose and softly placed on it.

This made the palace maid very curious about what kind of filaments the tofu in front of her was cut into, and she couldn't help but put her body over the top of the wok and approached in the direction of the board.

Zheng Wan looked at the palace maid who was constantly approaching him, and hurriedly reminded him:

"Be careful."

The sudden sound made the palace maid wake up from a dream, a little surprised by her current position, quickly retracted, and said embarrassedly: "Please forgive the lady, the slave is just too curious that this tofu can be turned into ......"

Speaking of this, the palace maid suddenly felt that she had to tell her true thoughts, and quickly closed her mouth.

Over the years in the palace, she can be regarded as knowing that it is wrong to say more, and seriously receiving punishment is the way out, so she lowered her head and lowered her eyebrows and did not dare to look at Zheng Wan's direction again.

Zheng Wan was also a little surprised when he saw his words of reminder, which scared people into such a look, and hurriedly said:

"The lady doesn't have to worry so much, she just wants to take out the steaming drawer in the wok, and the water in it is also bothered to pour it out with the lady."

"Yui!"

Hearing that she was not scolded, the palace maid hurriedly answered quickly, hurriedly took down the steaming drawer in the wok, and the bowl on which the shiitake mushrooms were steamed, put them aside, and poured water to clean the kitchenware.

By the time the wok reappeared, it was already very clean.

Zheng Wan scooped up a scoop of water and poured it into it, and after sensing that the water temperature had reached the temperature he wanted, he carefully shoveled up the tofu shreds on the board with a shovel, and then slowly put them into the wok.

In an instant, the shredded tofu that was originally clustered together immediately spread out under the action of water according to the marks that had just been cut.

The palace maid who witnessed this scene grew her mouth in surprise, and she couldn't believe her eyes.

There are tofu shreds like the thickness of a hair in the wok, which is not much different from the spring bamboo shoots I saw before, but when I think of the texture of the tofu, I know how difficult it is to cut the two into filaments of the same thickness.

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would have felt like she was in a dream.

I couldn't help but start recalling the action and strength when Zheng Wan shredded the tofu just now, and wanted to learn this technique, if she could control it, it would not be a simple matter for her to become a female officer next year.

When she was out of the world, Zheng Wan had already fished out the blanched tofu shreds, this step was to remove the beany smell and peculiar smell contained in the tofu, so that it could be more integrated with the chicken soup later.

Zheng Wan woke up the palace maid again, and found that the other party's eyes seemed to be shining when he looked at him, and the corners of his mouth kept a flattering smile.

For her command, she suddenly became positive, looking at the tofu shreds in front of her, she suddenly felt that she had discovered something.

However, if you want to cut the shredded tofu, it is not an overnight thing, and the palace maid is afraid that she will be disappointed.

When the palace maid put the washed wok on the fire again, this time the Wensi tofu making also came to an end.

Zheng Wan scoops the chicken broth from the casserole into the wok and cooks the bamboo shoots, ham, shiitake mushrooms, woad leaves and shredded chicken that have been cut into thin strips.

Until the chicken broth begins to boil, add salt to enhance the flavor, then remove all the ingredients and set aside.

Then take out all the chicken in the casserole, pour the chicken broth into the wok, and cook the chicken broth over high heat until it is thicker, and the aroma of the chicken broth gradually spreads along the water vapor that constantly appears.

The palace maid smelled the gradually rich umami in front of her, and was very curious about what Zheng Wan was going to do with it.

Just when the soup gradually became less and the color gradually darker, Zheng Wan suddenly added shredded tofu that had been blanched in advance.

The shredded tofu is loosely sprinkled together in the chicken broth, floating as the soup rolls.

At this moment, everyone was immersed in the preparation of dishes, and suddenly heard a shout from directly ahead:

"Now there is only one last tea before the end of the dish, I hope you can speed up your hands, if it is not completed by the time, this link can only be counted as your violation, as for the results? You'll be able to guess for sure. ”

Zheng Wan looked up and found that it was Dong Zhangshan, who was looking sharply in front of them in the direction where they were.

Then, she immediately looked down at the shredded tofu in front of her, which had all floated on the soup noodles, and she quickly fished it out with a clawed fence and poured the shredded tofu that remained in its original shape after passing through the water twice into the bowl where the other ingredients were placed before.

When this pure white filament is added, it immediately adds a touch of color to the bowl.

And with the action of the tofu shreds rushing down, the original picture in the bowl was immediately washed away, and the filaments of various colors instantly floated in the bowl, presenting a colorful picture.

Each stroke of the scroll is made with ingredients as thick as a hair, and anyone who sees the scroll will be fascinated by the contents.

The palace maid is one of them, at first she was scornful of Zheng Wan's actions, but now she is completely subservient at her feet, and she can't wait to become Zheng Wan's disciple, then any advanced knife work and techniques can be practiced.

In the future, what kind of reputation and money are not things that can be had?

It's a pity that Zheng Wan is a person outside the palace, and the time they spend together is estimated to be only today.

Thinking of this palace maid, she couldn't wait to bite the handkerchief in her hand, and showed a crying expression to Zheng Wan, asking for advice.

Before she could express her inner thoughts, Dong Zhangshan in front of her had already shouted loudly: "Everyone stops, the number at the bottom of everyone's bowl is different, our Shangshi Bureau adopts a vague nomination, and there will definitely be nothing that everyone is worried about." ”

As her words ended, the palace maids immediately took out the tray on the side, put the dishes in front of them on the tray, and according to the rules set before, they walked towards the room inside in an orderly manner.

At this time, Qin Sishan and his female officials were already seated in the room, waiting to taste the dishes of this assessment.

Basically, this happens every year, but this year's number of people is extraordinarily large, so the number of female officers who come to the assessment this time is much higher than before.

It can also be said that Zheng Wan and the others have encountered the most stringent assessment.

Qin Sishan looked at the palace maids who were rushing in, and the trays they were holding in their hands, and said:

"It's time to go."

So, the dishes that ranked first were displayed in front of everyone one by one with the palace maid carrying the tray in front of the female officials.

The female officers smelled a strong sour smell before they saw the dish, and immediately thought of a cold dish.

Sure enough, all the harder and easier to shred ingredients are shredded and displayed on a plate, mixed with balsamic vinegar and soy sauce, which turns the otherwise bright ingredients into a darker color.

Neither in appearance nor in terms of smell, the female officers present were not satisfied.

Therefore, after only one or two female officers tasted it, this cold salad was set aside.

This was followed by the familiar cold dishes, but this time the knife skills were obviously better, because the chef made a cold two-color lily coat.

From the dense network formed by the elongation of the cucumber, everyone can see that this one's knife work is much better, stronger than those who can only cut shreds.

It's just that when everyone saw that the next dozen or so were all doing the same thing, they began to lose interest in the dishes in front of them.

For these female officials who can have a place in the Shangshi Bureau, they are really not interested in these ordinary dishes, and there are no bright spots, plus this time there are also many palace maids from the bureau to participate, and everyone's faces are gradually becoming bad.

It wasn't until I saw the squirrel fish with the bright red sauce on the golden fish that it was a little better, and at least now I don't have to eat any cold dishes.

It is also a good technique to be able to cut the belly of the fish into filaments of uniform size without breaking.

In the following time, everyone saw all kinds of fried and cold salads again, and began to gradually lose interest in today's dishes.

It wasn't until the palace maid appeared in front of everyone with a soup bowl that everyone got their spirits back, and in any case, at least one of the few ways to see a soup was one of the few practices.

But when the palace maid lowered her body and presented the scene in the bowl to the female official, everyone was so surprised that their eyes widened.

The tip of the nose is a light umami that belongs to the dish, which is not strong, but it is unique in the current occasion, and the smell makes people sweep away the vinegar sour taste after smelling.

The filaments of various ingredients in front of me are mixed together, and it seems that there is the white of tofu, the green of woad, the brown of shiitake mushrooms, and the red of ham.

Each ingredient is cut into hair-like shreds and floats lightly in the bowl, revealing the slenderness of the ingredients at a glance.

And they can say that this is the most uniform and thinnest bowl of dishes they have seen so far.