Food starts with Mapo Tofu

Chapter 406 The Father's Strange Desire to Win

While thinking this way, He Yue picked up a spoon and dug a piece of tofu.

When I took it back, I watched the tofu trembling and seemed to loosen with a little force, and even the tofu on the plate looked softer and more fragile than jelly.

But obviously it is this kind of tofu, and it can still maintain such a complete state after it comes out of the pot. It takes a very good foundation just for this hand.

After all, when making tofu, lightly stir-frying may break some of the tofu, which is commonplace, unless the tofu is neatly stacked on the plate from the beginning.

But obviously the mapo tofu in front of me is not.

If that's the case, a piece of mapo tofu can't be evenly wrapped in red sauce, nor can it be presented so naturally and casually on the plate.

It is placed casually but its unique and attractive taste cannot be concealed, and the closer he gets, the more he can smell the various flavors on the tofu.

In particular, the flavors of prickly ash and chili are particularly obvious.

The moment he put Mapo Tofu in his mouth, he felt it was hot!

After all, this dish is about a freshly cooked dish!

When it was put into the plate, the soup inside was even bubbling and bubbling.

In addition, making tofu itself requires a little more oil, and the oil is very heat-absorbing, so this makes people feel hot after eating, but this kind of hotness is not purely hot. It is an illusion formed by the spicy taste wrapped in heat.

It's like drinking a sip of hot water after eating spicy food, the pain will be doubled.

That's why there is a saying of eating barbecue, eating crayfish, and drinking iced drinks or beer while eating hot pot.

This collocation is not created by someone, but the experience summed up by the broad masses of people in their daily lives.

Because that's the best way to eat.

When the tofu entered He Yue's mouth, although He Yue felt it was hot, the hotness was not unbearable, but if he was allowed to swallow it like this, it would definitely not work. He Yue was a chef himself, so he knew it couldn't be done. Swallow the hot food down your throat.

Therefore, he had no choice but to gently hold his teeth and try to chop the tofu, but the more he chewed, the more he could feel the taste, especially during the chewing process, he also ate the beef mixed in the soup. grain.

The stir-fried crispy beef cubes formed a stark contrast with the soft and soft tofu. Under such a collision, He Yue also had a very strange feeling in his mouth, that is, he especially wanted to chew constantly Those beef cubes.

But when chewing the beef cubes, the tongue and the palate will cooperate to squeeze the tofu at the same time to let the taste out.

The more so the taste in the mouth becomes richer.

After eating like this, the aftertaste is still lingering in the mouth, which has not dissipated for a long time.

Smash it, smash it with your mouth, it seems that you can still feel the rush of work in that mouth just now.

He Yue himself is from Jiangsu, and he is not particularly fond of spicy food. This mouthful of Mapo Tofu directly made him very transparent.

However, after eating mapo tofu for a while, the taste in the mouth gradually began to fade, and the last thing left was the feeling of numbness and spiciness.

After taking a look at the people who were still chatting and laughing, they also started to attack Mapo Tofu, so that He Yue's next spoonful of Mapo Tofu would not seem so abrupt.

"As long as I eat fast enough, Mala can't catch up with me!"

This is what He Yue thought in his heart. He understood the psychology of diners very well, but at this moment he also became a diner.

In Honghong Hotel, except for newcomers, mapo tofu is rarely served on the table for staff meals, so once in a while, mapo tofu can be made once in a while. No matter when this dish is served, it is always served It is not one of the fastest dishes to be eliminated.

Because after taking a bite, there will be a feeling of being unable to stop, and the tingling pleasure in the mouth seems to be urging you to take another bite quickly.

So soon the Mapo Tofu bottomed out, and He Yue stretched out his spoon at the Mapo Tofu five times, but it was because other people saw that He Yue really liked it, so they quietly gave him the opportunity .

After all, He Yue is the main guest today.

It's not that the dishes are too small, it's just that there are so many people sitting on the table, and it's not enough for each person to take a spoon for a few rounds.

After eating Mapo Tofu, He Yue finally understood the charm of Sichuan cuisine. To be honest, he didn't think much of Sichuan cuisine before. After all, as a cook of Huaiyang cuisine, he must think that Huaiyang cuisine is the best in the world.

In addition, in his mind, Cantonese cuisine and Shandong cuisine may also be pretty good.

But now he has greatly changed his view of Sichuan cuisine.

And the most important thing is that this dish is also a kind of home-cooked dish. Although cooking in a restaurant must have the chef's skills and skills, there is a certain reason why a dish can become a home-cooked dish and become popular all over the country.

"Just now I said that Boss Chen cooks all Huaiyang dishes, but I didn't expect that the next dish will be Mapo Tofu, which is really eye-opening!" He Yue said in admiration, after all, what he ate just now was indeed A little anxious.

It is obviously not appropriate to say nothing after eating.

"That's not true, my master is very good at cooking. Although he has just joined the industry, he already knows a lot of dishes. At this rate, maybe in a few years, master will become a famous chef all over Sichuan!" He Hai said with some pride.

At the same time, I also want my father to see that I have not been cheated when I came to Chengdu, nor have I just found a restaurant to fool around.

"Yeah, after eating these few dishes today, I never imagined that Boss Chen has only been a chef for more than half a year. I was still helping others when I was an apprentice for half a year." He Yue said.

Originally, he admired Chen Nian in his heart, but after his son said this, he was a little unconvinced. After all, this was his son, and he had never seen his son praise him like this before.

As a result, now he blows up a kid who is almost a whole generation younger than himself.

He said he was a master, but Chen Nian was only six or seven years older than He Hai.

But he was an adult after all, and everyone in the Red Hotel was quite kind, so He Yue naturally didn't want to show any expression of dissatisfaction.

I just talked about my past with emotion.

Of course, saying this in front of everyone is also flattering the old age.

"By the way, what's the next dish? I kind of want to know the next dish now."

"Wensi Tofu." Xie Yu replied hastily.

"Wensi Tofu?" He Yue became energetic when he heard this. How could he not know this dish?
Speaking of Wensi tofu, it is a model of Huaiyang cuisine that is Chinese but not real. Compared with other dishes, the taste is actually nothing special, but the shape and appearance are too bluffing.

The bowl of hair-thin tofu floated in the bowl, like a spinning river of bright stars.

Generally, people who don't know much about Huaiyang cuisine will be shocked and amazed when they see this dish.

But He Yue knows very well that although the dish of Wensi tofu is a test of knife skills, basically any chef with a little bit of talent and a little mature knife skills can cook this dish.

It is nothing more than a slight difference in the thickness and uniformity of the shredded tofu, but that will basically have no effect.

Both [-] millimeters and [-] millimeter are placed in a bowl of Wensi tofu, and the difference is basically indistinguishable with the naked eye.

After all, no one would observe this dish with a magnifying glass.

But this is only for chefs with a little bit of pursuit. Most of the small restaurants on the side of the road in Yangzhou will not do this at all.

Vance Tofu also has special tools, as long as you put the tofu in and do everything, you can make Vance Tofu that is extremely uniform, the same thickness, and as thin as a hair.

In this way, this dish will not have any difficulty.

But when he thought of this, He Yue couldn't sit still.

"Everyone, let me make a call." He Yue found an excuse and left the box, took out his mobile phone and pretended to make a call for a while before putting the mobile phone back into his pocket.

Came to the kitchen pretending to be walking and curious.

After all, just now, Chen Nian also said that he is welcome to go to the kitchen to have a look. Before that, he had been refraining from running over to take a look, but when it came to Wensi Tofu, he finally couldn't help it.

The purpose of coming to see Chen Nian making this dish is actually very simple, that is to see how Chen Nian makes it.

But in his own guess, Chen Nian probably used a machine to cook this dish. After all, he has only been a chef for half a year, and he knows so many dishes. It is impossible to put much effort into Wensi Tofu anyway.

On the contrary, He Yue also knows how to make Wensi tofu, and he still knows how to cut it with a kitchen knife. Although the shredded tofu is not as good as those top chefs, at least it is very pleasing to the eye.

He just wanted to see Chen Nian use utensils to make Wensi tofu, so as to make himself feel a little superior. After all, his son used the tone that he had never praised himself before. A little unhappy.

But before He Yue entered the kitchen, he heard the knocking sound coming from the cutting board inside, and suddenly felt something was wrong, so he couldn't help but took two quick steps, and entered the kitchen.

As a result, He Yue was dumbfounded by the scene he saw.

I saw that Chen Nian was holding a piece of tofu over there at a very fast frequency, and it looked a bit like chopping randomly, because now the tofu looks like it has been cut into mince.

But He Yue knew that this was clearly the correct way to cut Wensi tofu, and judging by Chen Nian's smooth appearance and frequency of cutting, he didn't look like a novice at all!
"Did he spend most of his time practicing this dish?" He Yue guessed in his heart, "No, I have seen the menu here, there are so many dishes on it, and there are many more difficult dishes, Many of them are not easy to learn.

But as long as the food tasted in my mouth just now, there is nothing to be picky about. In addition to opening a restaurant, there are so many people coming every meal, how can he have so much time to practice? "

"Uncle He, you're here." After seeing He Yue, Chen Nian couldn't help raising his head to say hello, but he still kept moving his hands while speaking.

"Well, I just called and stopped by to take a look." He Yue used the excuse just now again, but seeing Chen Nian chatting with himself while cutting Wensi tofu at a very fast speed, he couldn't help feeling a little worried Said: "It's okay, Boss Chen, cut it first, I won't talk to you for now, so as not to be distracted."

It's not that I'm worried that the old man will cut my hand. After all, when cutting vegetables, I hold a kitchen knife in one hand, and the fingers of the other hand will bend slightly so that the first knuckle is against the kitchen knife.

As long as it is not too big or distracted, basically there will be no situation of cutting hands.

He Yue was mainly worried that if Chen Nian was distracted talking to himself, the cut Wensi tofu would not be so uniform and beautiful.

"It's okay." Chen Nian said, smoothed the thinly sliced ​​tofu with a kitchen knife, dipped it in some water, and continued to cut it into shreds.

When shredded, it looks more like minced tofu.

But in He Yue's eyes, this scene was an expression of incomparable confidence.

But the more confident Chen Nian was, the more puzzled He Yue became: "Boss Chen's knife skill is amazing, even if it is placed in our place, it is very powerful."

"Uncle He, you are welcome. I went to Yangzhou to participate in a competition for young chefs. The chefs there are basically the same as me, and some are younger than me. My knives can be regarded as excellent there." Unremarkable."

Chen Nian said modestly.

And He Yue was even more shocked when he heard this. He didn't expect Chen Nian to go to Yangzhou to participate in the chef competition?

Although he usually doesn't pay much attention to these competitions, being invited as a player also shows that he has certain strength, not to mention that Chen Nian is still a cook in Sichuan.

After a while, Chen Nian cut the shredded tofu and prepared it for the pot, and He Yue also came to the pot to see what the shredded tofu cut by Chen Nian was like, and at the same time satisfy his desire for comparison.

I want to compare it with the old ones, whose one is finer.

However, the Wensi tofu that was cut before the aging was put into the pot, and then it was gently stirred by the aging with a spoon, and the strands of silk threads began to fill the pot evenly as if they were alive.

At this moment, He Yue's eyes were staring straight!
What did Chen Nian say just now?

Said that he went to participate in the competition before, and compared with those present, his knife skills can only be regarded as mediocre?

If this kind of knife work is mediocre, then what is it?
He Yue couldn't help but suddenly began to doubt his own life.

He looked at his hands, and then at Chen Nian's.

Obviously, my own experience is much richer than Chen Nian's, but why?
Why can the aged tofu be so thin?

It is indeed difficult to distinguish one millimeter from [-] millimeters with the naked eye, but it is very obvious when compared with [-] millimeters and [-] millimeters!

"You really only studied cooking for half a year?" He Yue asked in disbelief.

(End of this chapter)