Rebirth as a Cooking God

Back to the front desk.

Xia Yu looked left and right, Hey, where's that uncle?

There were only two empty bowls on the table, and the ramen and soup were wiped out. The third serving of ramen was still placed behind the counter, which Xia Yu specially reserved for himself to supplement his nutrition.

gone.

The old man lifted the curtain and walked into the store.

Xia Yu didn't hesitate, brought the third bowl of ramen that he had cooked, sat down casually, and devoured it hungrily.

ha……

After eating a bowl of noodles in a few minutes, my stomach is finally full. Xia Yu stretched her waist, and was about to get up to take a bath and sleep, when a voice suddenly came from the side: What do you think of the beef ramen you made?

The old man leaned against the shop door with his arms folded, his face hidden in the darkness, with no expression on his face.

...

Xia Yu pointed to the other two empty bowls and smiled, I said, old man, did you eat a portion of ramen? You still ask me this kind of question. You know the taste very well, hehe.

In his foodie's opinion, it was the old man's ramen that failed.

Under the miraculous cooking state of the 'Copy Crystal', the dishes he completed were much more delicious than the original ones.

Not only the strength and texture of the ramen won, but also the taste of the soup and the fusion of various ingredients all stabilized the old man's cooking. Of course, Xia Yu knew that the old man hadn't done his best, and he couldn't estimate how much strength the old man had shown. Anyway, he won a small round, and the grievance that had been oppressed all year round finally found an outlet.

Hey old man, you lost!

It's that simple.

In fact, Xia Yu only dared to say the above sentence in his heart...

When did you steal the soup base recipe of our Xia's Ramen?

After a while of silence, the old man asked slowly, with a serious expression on his face.

Stealing? Xia Yu lowered her face, Old man, can you be more polite with your words. They are all from our Xia family, how can you count as stealing? I ate it from the ramen you cooked. This kind of comprehension should be called comprehension! Comprehension Do you understand, huh?

Can you figure out the recipe for the soup base? The old man looked disbelieving.

Xia Yu didn't talk nonsense at all, cleared his throat, opened his mouth and read: One fresh beef stick bone, one piece of fresh beef, 50 grams of Chinese pepper, 50 grams of dried ginger peel, 20 grams of fennel, grass fruit and cinnamon, 15 grams of pepper. gram, 10 grams of three Nye, meat Kou, 5 grams of ginger, lemongrass, 3 grams of Piper, as well as tangerine peel, star anise, amomum...

This is a pot of soup base with about 30 ingredients.

If it is a large pot used for opening a shop, the proportion of ingredients is 20% dried ginger slices, 18% peppercorns, and 12% cumin...

Before Xia Yu could finish speaking, the old man waved him to stop.

Okay!

The old man turned around and walked into the back kitchen, Come here!

Xia Yu didn't know, so he followed in. The old man turned his back to him and put on an apron, From today on, I will teach you how to cook. First of all, you must learn all the signature dishes of Chinese restaurants.

no problem!

In the past, Xia Yu must have been perfunctory, finding an excuse to sneak back to his room to sleep, but now with the help of the God of Cooking system, if the old man taught him everything, wouldn't he be able to comprehend many recipes?

Just thinking about it makes me excited, the spring of foodie is here!

You are very good at pastry, let's start with pastry.

The old man took out the flour and was busy while explaining. Xia Yu listened attentively, much more seriously than when she was fooling around in school.

the next day.

Xia Yu, who was studying in the middle of the night, woke up on time at eight o'clock in the morning, and couldn't fall asleep anyway with her eyes closed. This was the first day of spring break.

Neon has three holidays, spring vacation, summer vacation, and winter vacation.

Spring break is the end of the school year, usually from March to early April.

And April 1st is the start of the new school year for neon middle and higher schools.

Xia Yu could only sigh and get up to wash himself.

There was movement in the narrow courtyard. After washing, standing on the corridor, Xia Yu noticed that the old man had woken up early, and was babbling and turning in front of the antique stone mill in the yard like an old donkey dragging the millstone, exuding the fragrant white soybean milk, Continuously flowing from the grinding disc, into the barrel.

Standing and watching for a while, Xia Yu was about to go up to help, but the old man suddenly let go, picked up the bucket of soy milk and walked back, You wash the millstone with clean water.

When passing by, the old man ordered in a normal tone.

Is this for making tofu?

Xia Yu's mind was full of question marks.

The old man seldom made tofu by himself. Most of the tofu used in the dishes was bought from the shopping street outside. Xia Yu was the one who ran the errands. Full of sadness, do not want to mention more.

Well……

Thinking of the soybeans used to grind tofu, Xia Yu's expression changed, and he hurried into the kitchen. Last night before going to bed, he specially soaked a bucket of soybeans, about 5 kilograms. It's time to grind the soy milk out of the mill.

Needless to say, soy milk is definitely used to make water tofu. After all, he had just mastered the new recipe Magic Mapo Tofu last night in the God of Cooking system, and Xia Yu couldn't wait to practice cooking.

But the bucket of soybeans is gone!

Old man... He gritted his teeth and looked at the busy figure in the kitchen, but the anger in his eyes disappeared strangely.

The old man was also making tofu. He had already taken a bag made of tofu cloth, poured the soymilk from the barrel into the bag, pressed it vigorously, and the filtered soymilk flowed into another clean wooden barrel.

Each kilogram of soybeans is about 6 kilograms of water, so a bucket of 5 kilograms of soybeans can eventually be made into 30 kilograms of soybean milk, which is more than enough to fill a large wooden bucket. When Xia Yu cleaned the grinding disc and returned to the kitchen, he saw that the old man had already boiled a large pot of soybean milk.

On the kitchen counter next to it, there was some plaster of paris.

Xia Yu is still very clear about the method of making tofu. Even if he didn't know it in his previous life, he has learned it a lot in this life. He has seen the old man grind beans and cook soy milk.

Gypsum powder can be said to be the key to making tofu. Without this material, soy milk cannot be solidified.

Water tofu or dried tofu?

The old man prepared gypsum slurry with a bowl of clear water, poured the slurry into a boiling pot, and turned his head while stirring.

Water tofu! Xia Yu replied without hesitation.

The old man pointed to the ready-made wooden pallets beside him. There were many such wooden pallets, stacked one on top of the other, like a steamer. Xia Yu knew what the old man meant, and hurriedly waited beside him with a wooden tray.

The next step was the division of labor and cooperation. The old man was scooping up the soy milk, while Xia Yu was holding the trays. These trays were all wrapped in tofu cloth.

A total of more than ten trays were loaded before the soy milk in the pot bottomed out.

Wipe away the sweat. Xia Yu looked at the stacked wooden trays and laughed.

After about half an hour, the water temperature cools down and the tofu takes shape.

There are so many plates of tofu, enough for him to practice Magic Mapo Tofu. He doesn't believe that he can't make a shiny dish, anyway, there are enough ingredients to squander.

You can't just stand while waiting, Xia Yu left the kitchen and went to the store to wipe the tables and chairs habitually.

Xia Yu is a bit obsessed with cleanliness, so the small shop has been spotless under his cleaning all these years. The Xiaoqiang who appeared in the kitchen once made Xia Yu go to war. He went to the shopping street to buy several kinds of insecticides in one go. After half a month of hard work, he finally Let the kitchen return to calm, and there will be no more dead bodies of unknown creatures.

Don't think RB doesn't have cockroaches.

The climate here is hot and humid, which is especially suitable for the breeding of insects. To put it bluntly, RB cockroaches are bigger than domestic ones. Xia Yu had heard about palm-sized cockroaches from the mouths of her school friends. At that time, she was so frightened that her face turned pale. This shit is Fukushima nuclear radiation pollution, right? ?