Food starts with Mapo Tofu

Chapter 92 is a bit of a labor
Is this the legendary Wensi tofu?

Chen Nian couldn't help but stare dumbfounded.

When he was practicing before, Chen Nian also saw some food bloggers cooking on the Internet, but those were imitations after all. Today, he finally saw this dish made by the master. At first glance, he thought it was amazing.

Such an amazing knife work, but in fact there are not many techniques, only up and down, moving back and forth.

But it's just this up, down, in and out, which contains an unknown amount of training.

Immediately afterwards, I saw Wensi adding a little seasoning inside, pushing or pulling gently with a spoon, each time seemed very random, but each time was just right, so that the tofu would not be damaged, and the tofu was as thin as a tofu. The silken tofu slowly spread out, with distinct roots.

It is said that Huainan surgery is the best, and the essence can be seen in the skin.

Rotate to grind the high-flowing agar liquid, and boil snowflakes in the moon pan.

There is a shadow of the toad soaked in the earthen pot, and the golden knife cuts through the jade without flaws.

Who knows what it feels like, most of them are monks and Taoists.

Chen Nian couldn't help thinking of such a poem.

Doesn’t the tofu made by Wen Si coincide with this poem?

Perhaps, the original tofu soup made by Wensi was not like this. In the process of trying again and again, he gradually cut the tofu thinner and thinner. A dish of Wensi tofu.

Soon, the soup was out of the pot.

Wensi didn't do much, there were three bowls in total.

A bowl for myself, a bowl for old age, and a bowl for the little monk guarding the kitchen.

Serve it up while it’s hot, and the tofu on it is like the beauty of the photographer’s time-lapse photography of the starry sky. It’s neat but layered, pleasing to the eye but yet profound.

Picking up the bowl, he took a sip along the edge.

The taste is light, and the tofu has a strong taste, but it is not the bean flavor of raw tofu, but the aroma that is stimulated by the tofu itself.

The inexhaustible tofu is fully boiled in the water, and every inch of it is in contact with the water, which is why it has such a strong tofu fragrance.

A little bit of salt was added, and some shredded radish was added, which made the originally bland tofu soup full of soul.

Now this bowl of tofu soup is like a Tianque fairy dressed in white plain gauze, ethereal and quiet, the mountains are full of beauty, pleasing to the eye is a beauty, there is not so much makeup, and there are not so many jewelry decorations, it is this simple plain color.

The orange-yellow radish shreds seemed to be shining in the morning sun, and the fairy became more pure and elegant against the background.

Pian Ruo Jing Hong, just like a dragon swimming just like this.

After eating a bowl of Wensi tofu soup, Chen Nian only felt comfortable all over his body, and even tiny beads of sweat emerged from the tip of his nose.

Now use three words to describe the state of Chen Nian's whole person, that is:

Transparent!
Now Chen Nian is extremely convinced that he wants to learn this.

As a result, when I went back that day, I would recall over and over in my mind the appearance of Wen Si cutting tofu just now.

Rustic, but not vulgar.

Back home, Chen Nian impatiently took out a piece of tofu to try.

Take a deep breath and slow down.

Then start cutting the tofu.

Once, twice, concentrate on it.

One knife, two knife, take advantage of it unprepared.

Suddenly, a voice came from outside: "Tofu, where is the tofu seller?"

Chen Nian was disturbed, he trembled and didn't hold the knife properly, and cut directly on his finger, bloody red blood flowed out immediately.

But fortunately, the aging reaction is fast enough, so that the knife marks are not cut too deep.

Just cut about two millimeters or so.

But even so, the blood still dripped down and slowly fainted between the tofu.

Like a mandala flower in full bloom.

I urgently treated the wound for myself, cleaned and bandaged it, and after tidying up the tofu, I started to sell it.

At this time, the guests outside were already waiting impatiently.

"Two taels of tofu."

Chen Nian silently cut up the tofu, wrapped it up and handed it to the other party.

Thinking back to the state I suddenly entered just now.

"Is this the legendary fusion of human and sword?"

It's really mysterious.

It's like when I was still in school, I was so excited about doing the questions, I didn't care about anything, and the whole person was wandering in the sea of ​​questions.

However, after all, I still can't do enough.

Although I have a little bit of that meaning, the tofu cut out is still not thin enough.

Thinking of this, Chen Nian looked at his hands again.

"It's true that making Vance Tofu can practice knife skills, but it's a bit useless"

Chen Nian sold out the tofu early this day, and after selling out, Chen Nian thought that he didn't listen to Little Peony's opera yesterday.So after tidying up the shop early in the morning, I threw today's old clothes into the basin, changed into another new one, and headed towards Taoyuan.

Taoyuan is the name of the opera garden where Little Peony is located.

And Little Peony is naturally an actress.

And fortunately this time, it was Yangzhou who came here, passing through the streets and alleys all the way.

There is no need for a curfew in Yangzhou, which is also specially stipulated by Daxia for Yangzhou, a rich place.

It's just that according to modern time, it's only around seven o'clock.

It was still light.

Walking through the streets and alleys all the way, Chen Nian watched the small vendors on both sides of the road constantly yelling.

"Pouring sugar man ~ two copper coins, turn to what to draw ~"

"Candied haws, one penny, not sweet, no money~"

"Selling goods~"

"Grandfather, let's play~"

This time I went there in a leisurely manner, after all, Chen Nian heard that the little peony would sing continuously for several days.

This time, Chen Nian learned it. Because of the shabby pockets of his trousers, he didn't go forward at all. He went directly to the side, and then found a tree and climbed up.

Hey, the location is just right.

You can just see the stage inside.

It's just that at this time, there is no one on the stage, just some gongs and qin players are adjusting the tone on the stage.

After a while, Chen Nian suddenly saw a familiar figure coming out of the garden swaggeringly, and then sat down along the corner of the wall as a matter of course.

Who else could be besides the dog-licking scholar yesterday?

And this time the other party was obviously prepared, not only holding a piece of mustache in his hand, but also a gourd, which was probably filled with water. Otherwise, the scholar was poorer than himself, and he couldn't afford to buy wine .

Soon, with the sound of some walking clappers, Little Peony also started to sing on stage.

Chen Nian searched among those people on the stage with his eyes, and he couldn't understand Qingyi, Huadan, Laosheng and Xiaosheng.

Anyway, just look for the most beautiful.

The most beautiful one must be Little Peony.

Soon, Chen Nianjiu saw that the other party was wearing a white robe with cloud patterns, elegant clothes, and a beautiful corolla on his head. He couldn't understand what Chen Nian was singing, but his voice was melodious and clear like a gurgling mountain stream. running water.

The beauty in this world is interoperable. If you don't understand it, it will not hinder your appreciation.

(End of this chapter)