I am Qinxing No.1

Chapter 404 Dragon and Phoenix Carving Knife
Su cuisine pays attention to delicate dishes and beautiful utensils. Today’s set of tableware is also extraordinary. They are all high-quality Lang Hong kiln kiln products. The last main dish, Wensi Tofu, is served in a large Lang Hong cup. Open the lid of the cup, and inside is a shallow half-cup of clear chicken soup with various filaments floating on it. The jade-colored ones are bamboo shoots, the black ones are shiitake mushrooms, and the white ones are chicken shreds and tofu shreds, because they are all cut as thin as human beings. The hair, floating on the soup noodles, is like countless stamens, making this dish look like autumn chrysanthemums in full bloom.

Mr. Huang glanced at the tight and orderly arrangement of various filaments in the soup cup, and then carefully smelled the soup, then nodded slightly. He is a contemporary "royal chef", not to mention an ordinary chef, but a master of hard work. Even if he accidentally loses the standard of cooking, he can spot it at a glance. There are not many people who can make him nod, let alone try it himself.

After nodding slightly, he actually picked up the spoon, gently scooped a spoonful into his mouth, narrowed his eyes slightly and began to taste.

"This kind of style is just like those old men."

Su Momo murmured in his heart, thinking of the four old men he met in the big wine tank, these old men are now impressed by Zhou Dong, so naturally they wouldn't be like this to Zhou Dong's dishes, but they were Zhou Dong's. The dishes made by a few students also need to be seen, smelled and tasted three times, as if they are worried about the poison in the dishes. Those who work as waiters in hotels are the most annoying people like this.

The middle-aged fat man has been dumbfounded for a long time. He is not an ordinary person. Let alone the eight major cuisines on weekdays, he has even eaten some less famous small cuisines in Huaxia. It’s just that he has just been in Chudu for a short time. The waiters here don't know him yet.

Speaking of this Wensi tofu, he has eaten it dozens of times, but whether it is the taste of the soup base or the exquisite knife skills, this is the first time he has seen it today!

The clear chicken soup does not feel greasy and fat at all when you enter it, but it is like a flowing energy liquid. Wherever you go, it is a comfortable ironing, which makes you feel calm and happy, as if you have been replenished with three points of vitality in an instant.

Especially the various 'silk' floating on the broth, when it touches the tongue and teeth, it feels lingering, like love, but when you are just about to taste it, it melts away one after another, and the taste of various ingredients Intertwining and blending in the mouth, it seems that all kinds of flavors and all kinds of the world have evolved in an instant. It makes people feel that this is not an ordinary dish, but a period of life.

He has eaten Wensi tofu dozens of times, but it was not until this time that the fat man understood why this dish was named "Wensi". It would be a great pity to write a poem praising this dish.

I was thinking about where to start this poem, how to make it amazing, and how to make a good relationship with this chef Zhou without leaving any traces, but was interrupted by an untimely dry cough, and my heart suddenly burst into tears. Angry, he turned his head and saw that it was Mr. Huang who was coughing, and his anger turned into curiosity: "Mr. Huang, who is this?"

"Hehe, I have nothing, I just feel sorry for this Wensi tofu."

"pity?"

The middle-aged fat man was speechless secretly, thinking that this is a pity, do you know that this is the most delicious and most 'Wensi' tofu I have ever eaten?We can't be so hypocritical, can we? "

Thinking this way in my heart, I didn't dare to say so, and said with a smile: "Mr. Huang said it's a pity, then there must be something wrong with this dish. Miss, is it convenient for Chef Zhou to come over?"

He is a sensible person, he can't afford to offend both Mr. Huang and Chef Zhou, both of these words are polite enough, there is nothing wrong with them.

Momo Su smiled and said, "Sir, is there something wrong with this dish?"

"Hehe, this Wensi tofu dish is the best one I've ever eaten, and of course it excludes the fact that I made it myself."

Mr. Huang is not modest, he said with a smile: "No matter the soup, the flavor, or the heat, there is nothing wrong with it. It is no exaggeration to say that it is at the level of a master. It is a pity that this sword skill."

"What's wrong with the knife skill? I heard that you are senior Qin Xing, you have to explain it to me clearly, otherwise I won't agree!"

Before Su Momo could speak, two people walked into the private room. One was Zhou Dong who came to meet this diligent senior, and the other was the angry Lu Luxin. The middle-aged fat man took a deep look at Zhou Dong. He quickly got up and said, "Hello Chef Zhou, my name is Lu. I."

"Oh, Mr. Lu, please sit down, Mr. Lu."

Zhou Dong glanced over Fatty Lu's right hand, and immediately knew that he was not an insider, so he turned to look at the mysterious Mr. Huang.

Like him, Lu Luxin found the target at a glance, and she was looking at Huang angrily.

If she is really Senior Qinxing, of course she will not be presumptuous, but she has participated in many diligent activities with her senior brother and Mr. Huang, not to mention the provincial and municipal level, even the Huaxia Cuisine and Food Association, a famous chef in the world They are basically familiar faces, but no matter how she recalls, she has never seen this one before her. Needless to say, this is probably a club pretending to be an expert.

You have a mallet, and you dare to accuse your aunt of having problems with her knife skills. Have you heard of Hua Yidao?

Lu Luxin has upside down eyebrows and wide almond eyes. Don't say that the person in front of her may be a fake expert, she is a real expert. Now that her temper has come up, the other party will not leave easily without leaving her hands.

"Since we are 'senior', let's follow the rules, please?"

If you criticize the chef's cooking skills in public, you have to either tell the problem, or show your skills, otherwise you have to offer tea in public to make amends, and allow others to spread the matter to the whole Qinxing. If this Mr. Huang is As a consumer, he came to find fault, even if he didn't make a point in the end, Lu Luxin might not care about him, but since he claimed to be a senior Qin Xing, he had to follow the rules.

"Oh, so this Wensi tofu is not Chef Zhou's cutting board, but yours?"

Mr. Huang was slightly taken aback, feeling a bit of a headache. He thought it was Zhou Dong's cutting board, but he didn't expect to provoke a female chef. As the saying goes, good men don't fight with women, not to mention his identity?If I knew this earlier, I should have asked clearly.
Looking at Zhou Dong, he said, "Chef Zhou, is this wrong? Wensi Tofu is different from other dishes, let alone your private kitchen, even in public restaurants, the chef who cherishes feathers will definitely not give up the cutting board to you. Others, let alone a female chef, you, you, you."

Lu Luxin became even angrier when she heard that, well, this stick actually discriminates against women, how unreasonable it is!
"What's wrong with the woman? Tell me, there's something wrong with my female chef's knife skills. If you can't tell, you have to serve me tea today and admit your mistakes. This is a hard-working rule. I don't care if you are a real senior. Still a fake senior!"

Zhou Dong frowned slightly: "Boss Hua"

This Mr. Huang may be exaggerating, but after all, he is over [-] years old, similar to his father. Zhou Dong thinks that "old people" should be respected. Some bad guys are getting old these days. But Mr. Huang doesn't look like that kind of person.

"Don't worry about it, it's my business!"

It's no wonder that Lu Luxin is angry. She was originally famous for her knife skills, and many seniors praised her. Even Mr. Huang said that she was very talented. In terms of knife skills, she was not even inferior to Zhou Dong.

She wouldn't be so angry if someone picked on her faulty cooking or improperly prepared cold dishes, but this fake expert said that her knife skills were faulty as soon as she came up, and she couldn't bear it no matter what.

"Hehe, Chef Zhou, everyone says that you are the only young master of Huaxia Qinxing in the past 50 years. You can't tell me that you didn't see that there is something wrong with this female chef's knife skills?"

Mr. Huang was also clever, so he threw the question to Zhou Dong first.

Zhou Dong smiled: "It was you who Lu Zhentou asked, and you were the one who said there was something wrong. Why did you let me answer it? If you are really a diligent senior, shouldn't you do this?"

"Hehe, that makes sense, okay?"

Mr. Huang glanced at Lu Luxin and said, "Isn't it Lu Zhentou, can you give me a bowl of water?"

Lu Luxin nodded: "Momo, bring a bowl of water to Mr. Huang!"

Momo Su had been waiting impatiently for a long time. Hearing this, she hurried to the back kitchen and quickly brought a bowl of water.

"This female chef, look carefully."

Mr. Huang smiled slightly, picked up the chopsticks and shot like lightning. Every time, he dipped in this cup of Wensi tofu and left, and then tapped it in the clear water bowl. Every time he tapped, there would be an extra shredded tofu in the clear water bowl. .

"In this Wensi tofu dish, all kinds of ingredients need to be cut into hair-like filaments. The thinner the better, there is no end to it. Among them, cutting tofu is the most difficult.

This female chef's knife skills are actually quite good. In terms of knife skills alone, she deserves her name even if she is listed among the top chefs, so the shredded shiitake mushrooms, shredded chicken, shredded winter bamboo shoots, and shredded ham you cut are all fine. Question, but is this shredded tofu?"

Speaking of this, Mr. Huang suddenly stopped his chopsticks, pointed to the clear water bowl with a smile and said: "In order to save time, I will pick out [-] pieces of tofu shreds with problems. You should look at them yourself. Better to borrow a magnifying glass."

Zhou Dong watched from the side and frowned secretly. When he was in the back kitchen, he saw that Lu Luxin's knife skills were slightly flawed, but they were only flaws, not mistakes. Moreover, in terms of the knife skills required for this Wensi tofu, Lu Luxin was regarded as a It has surpassed [-]% of the chefs in Huaxia, and it can definitely be called excellent.

What's more, she is still a girl, not to discriminate against women. After all, women are born with weak strength. Holding a heavy kitchen knife and keeping their hands and breathing very stable are inherently more difficult than men, so although Zhou Dong can see some flaws , but didn't say it out, it's because Lu Luxin has done a good enough job, and it's too hypocritical to pick faults.

But this Mr. Huang, who claims to be the senior of Qinxing, is a hypocritical person!
"There is a problem, what is the problem?"

Lu Luxin rubbed her eyes, and walked closer to observe carefully. She really didn't see anything for a while, and finally found a magnifying glass in a fit of pique, and lay down on the soup pot to observe carefully.

Through the five-fold magnifying glass, I finally saw clearly what Mr. Huang said.

First of all, the eighteen strips of tofu shreds are slightly different in thickness, either thicker than those in the soup pot, or slightly thinner. In addition, almost every slice of tofu is not complete, that is, when she cuts the knife, she does not have enough hands to hold the knife. temperature, or the breath is not uniform enough.

There was even one that was almost cut off, and the incision was already blurry. It is estimated that if it was soaked in the soup for a while, it might become two pieces.

Gently put down the magnifying glass, Lu Luxin didn't speak for a long time, and suddenly turned to look at Zhou Dong: "No wonder you didn't make a comment when you were in the back kitchen, in fact, you have already seen it, right?"

Mr. Huang also looked at Zhou Dong with a smile when he heard the words: "Chef Zhou has already seen it on the cutting board? Huang admires this vision very much."

He didn't see the problem until the dishes were ready and the shredded tofu was floating and scattered on the soup surface, but Zhou Dong saw the problem when he was on the chopping board in the back kitchen. Although he also saw the problem, the difficulty was very different.

"Hehe, Mr. Huang was joking."

Zhou Dong changed the topic and said: "Actually, in my opinion, your request is too strict. I am afraid that there are not many chefs in Huaxia who can do it. After all, this dish is inextricably linked. Who can guarantee that every tofu Are there any problems?

What's more, the problems you pointed out will not affect the finished dishes, and even the influence on the taste is negligible or close to zero. Even the top gourmets probably won't pick faults like this. "

Although the words are polite enough, in fact, the meaning inside and outside the words is that the surname Huang is too hypocritical, picky to the point of surpassing the poisonous tongue. "

Although Lu Luxin was convinced, she was absolutely unwilling to accept it, and said: "This 'senior' is right, my sword skills may not have reached the perfect level, but if it is you, the senior, can you do it?" Are you there?"

The smell of gunpowder is getting stronger and stronger, which means a face-to-face challenge in Qinxing.

"Hehe, I never imagined that the people in Qinxing would forget about me, an old fellow, without going out for decades."

Mr. Huang chuckled: "Chef Zhou, I, Mr. Huang, is considered famous on the list of Qinxing Weapons decades ago. I'm afraid it's not an exaggeration to say that I'm your senior?"

"Sir?"

Zhou Dong was taken aback for a moment, remembering that Ling Zhenfeng would find all kinds of excuses to compete with him for the ranking of his Qinxing weapon spectrum, and suddenly felt a headache. Could this 'senior' in front of him also come for him?

"Don't worry, I'm not challenging you, because I rank ahead of you. Many years ago, I had a not-so-nice nickname, Dragon Phoenix Diao Dao!"

Mr. Huang smiled and said, "But I can give you a chance to challenge me. I wonder if Chef Zhou is interested?"

"You are the dragon and phoenix carving knife?"

Lu Luxin stared at Mr. Huang with wide eyes,
Although the ranking of the Qinxing Weapons Manual is just a family opinion, and whether it is the old ones ranked by Baitongsheng in the past, or the new ones compiled by Baiweisheng today, it is not the overall strength of the chef, but a certain strength, such as the dragon and phoenix sculpture in front of him. Dao, if you let him steam the dog, you probably won't be able to win against Zhou Dong no matter what.

However, the Qinxing weapon spectrum has a huge influence in Qinxing. All the sword masters in China regard this dragon and phoenix carving knife, which ranks second on the old spectrum, as their idol, and Lu Luxin is no exception.

Losing at the hands of her idol doesn't seem to be an embarrassing thing. Lu Luxin's anger subsided. She used to think that Mr. Huang was not pleasing to the eye, but now she thinks he is comfortable. Well, if you are a few decades younger , basically equal to Lao Zhou's heels, barely considered a handsome old man?
"Of course there is nothing wrong."

Mr. Huang smiled slightly, just looked at Zhou Dong and said, "Chef Zhou, could you let me see the knife skills of your diligent young master?
Don't forget, I am a guest today, and as the chef of a private kitchen, I should present the best dishes to satisfy the guests, obviously this Wensi tofu dish does not satisfy me."

What is this called?The person who ranked behind him wanted to fight, although he was obviously ranked ahead of him, but he still wanted to find an excuse to fight, Zhou Dong only felt that his head was as big as a fight.

The fat middle-aged man watched with gusto, good guy, a bunch of chefs look like martial arts novels, what kind of weapons are there?interesting!
Lu Luxin suddenly whispered in Zhou Dong's ear: "Old Zhou, if you can beat Mr. Huang, you will be my idol in the future! Come on!"

Zhou Dong didn't know whether to laugh or cry, this is messy enough, why are you still messing around?

However, Mr. Huang had nothing to say to challenge him as a guest, so he could only nod his head and said, "Since Mr. Huang said so, I will make a new copy of Wensi Tofu. Please give me your advice."

"Hehe, I don't dare to teach you, I'm just waiting to taste Chef Zhou's craftsmanship!"

Mr. Huang laughed out loud. There are countless chefs in the world. As an 'Old Man', even if he is looking for Master Qin Xing to be the head chef, he can find a few casually. At least, if Zhou Dong can't pass this level, Mr. Xiao will directly veto it.

Only 10 minutes after Zhou Dong left, he brought a piece of Wensi Tofu with his own hands, put it gently on the dining table and said, "Mr. Huang, please taste it."

"So fast?"

Mr. Huang frowned slightly. Even though the broth was prepared in advance and all the ingredients were already prepared, this dish took a lot of time just on knife skills. He had already registered his name, so Zhou Dong should have Be careful, no matter how good your knife skills are, it will take about half an hour to be safe.

I made a new copy of Wensi Tofu so quickly, did I not take my dragon and phoenix carving knife seriously?
Gently lifted the lid of the soup pot, Mr. Huang stared intently at the shredded tofu floating on the soup surface. With his experienced eyesight, if Zhou Dong's knife skills were slightly flawed, he could spot them without a magnifying glass.

"It turned out to be without any flaws?"

Mr. Huang's eyes widened, and he looked at this cup of Wensi tofu over and over again, and saw that the thin shreds of various ingredients were arranged neatly, and even the most difficult to cut shredded tofu was the same regardless of length, thickness, and thickness. The side knife is full of heat.

"It's so possible! Is there anyone else in Huaxia who has such sword skills besides me and those hidden chefs?"

(End of this chapter)