Not even close, right now

Is this the legendary Wensi Tofu?

Chen Nian couldn't help but be stunned.

When we contacted him again, Chen Nian had also seen some food bloggers' cooking on the Internet, but those were imitations after all. Today, he finally saw the real chef's cooking. At first glance, he felt it was amazing.

Such amazing knife skills, but in fact there are not many techniques, just up and down, and moving back and forth.

But just this process of going in and out contains an unknown amount of time of training.

Then I saw Wensi adding a little seasoning to the tofu, gently pushing or pulling it with a spoon, every time it seemed very casual, but every time it was just right, so that the tofu would not be spoiled, and the tofu would be as thin as

The silken tofu slowly spreads out, and the roots are clearly defined.

It is said that the Huainan technique is the best, and the essence of the skin can be seen after all the skin is gone.

Rotate the grinder to add the agar liquid, and boil it in a pan with snowflakes.

When the earthen pot is soaked, the toad casts a shadow; when the golden knife cuts through the jade, it is flawless.

Who knows the taste of this? Most of them are monks and Taoists.

Chen Nian couldn't help but think of such a poem.

Will the tofu made by Wen Si soon coincide with this poem?

Perhaps the tofu soup originally made by Wensi was not like this. As he tried again and again, he gradually cut the tofu into finer and finer pieces, cutting the tofu as finely as humanly possible, and he had this result.

A dish of Wensi tofu.

Soon, the soup was out of the pot.

Wen Si didn’t make more, so there were three bowls in total.

One bowl for myself, one bowl for the old man, and one bowl for the little monk guarding the kitchen.

When you pick it up, the tofu on top is like the beauty that the photographer captured through time-lapse photography of the starry sky. It is neat yet layered, pleasing to the eye yet yet profound.

He picked up the bowl and took a sip along the edge.

The taste is light and the flavor of tofu is rich, but it is not the beany taste of raw tofu, but the aroma inspired by the tofu itself.

Thousands of pieces of tofu are fully cooked in the water, and every inch is in contact with the water, which creates such a rich tofu aroma.

Adding a little salt and some shredded radish makes this originally bland tofu soup full of soul.

Now this bowl of tofu soup is like a fairy in Tianque wearing a white gauze, ethereal and quiet, a thousand mountains of endless beauty, pleasing to the eye, like a beautiful woman, not so much heavy makeup, not so many jewelry decorations, just this simple plain food

color.

The orange-yellow radish shreds are like the rays of the morning sun, making the fairy look even more noble and elegant.

It's as graceful as a startled dragon, just like a swimming dragon.

After a bowl of Wensi Tofu Soup, Chen Nian felt comfortable all over, and there were even slight beads of sweat on the tip of his nose.

Now use three words to describe Chen Nian’s entire state:

Transparent!

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

So much so that when I went home that day, I recalled over and over again in my mind the way Wen Si cut the tofu just now.

Simple, but not vulgar.

After returning home, Chen Nian eagerly took out a piece of tofu and tried it.

Take a deep breath and slow down.

Then start cutting the tofu.

Once, twice, concentrate.

One sword, two swords, take advantage of them when they are not prepared.

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

Chen Nian's mind was disturbed, and the knife suddenly went crazy. He cut his finger directly, and bright red blood flowed out immediately.

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

It only cuts about two millimeters.

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

Like a blooming mandala flower.

I urgently treated my wound, cleaned and bandaged it, and then after cleaning up the tofu, I started to leave the stall.

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

"Here are two ounces of tofu."

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

Thinking back to the state that I suddenly entered just now.

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

It's really mysterious.

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

However, in the end, I still couldn’t do enough.

Although I had some intentions, the tofu cut out was still not thin enough.

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

"Making Wensi Tofu can really help you practice your knife skills, but it's just a bit useless..."

Today's tofu, Chen Nian sold out early. After buying it, Chen Nian thought that he didn't listen to Little Peony singing yesterday. So after cleaning up the shop early in the morning, he threw today's old clothes into the basin and changed them.

I picked up another new suit and headed towards Taoyuan.

Taoyuan is the name of the theater where Little Peony is located.

And Little Peony is naturally also an actress.

And this time the signal came to Yangzhou, passing through the streets and alleys.

Yangzhou does not hesitate to impose a curfew, which is specially stipulated by Daxia for Yangzhou, a prosperous place.

However, according to modern time, it is only around the starting point.

It's still bright.

Walking through the streets and alleys, Chen Nian looked at the small vendors on both sides of the road who kept shouting.

"Candy pourer~Two copper plates, turn to whatever you want to draw~"

"Tanghulu, one per cent, no sweetness, no money~"

"Selling goods~"

"Uncle, let's play~"

This time I went there slowly and slowly. After all, Chen Nian heard that the little peony would sing for several days.

This time Chen Nian learned how to do it. Because he was shabby in his trouser pockets, he didn't go forward at all. He went around to the side, then found a tree and climbed up.

Hey, the location is just right.

You can just see the stage inside.

But at this time, there was no one on the stage yet, just some gong players and piano players on the stage adjusting the sound.

However, in the end, I still couldn’t do enough.

Although I had some intentions, the tofu cut out was still not thin enough.

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

"Making Wensi Tofu can really help you practice your knife skills, but it's just a bit useless..."

Today's tofu, Chen Nian sold out early. After buying it, Chen Nian thought that he didn't listen to Little Peony singing yesterday. So after cleaning up the shop early in the morning, he threw today's old clothes into the basin and changed them.

I picked up another new suit and headed towards Taoyuan.

Taoyuan is the name of the theater where Little Peony is located.

And Little Peony is naturally also an actress.

And this time the signal came to Yangzhou, passing through the streets and alleys.

Yangzhou does not hesitate to impose a curfew, which is specially stipulated by Daxia for Yangzhou, a prosperous place.

However, according to modern time, it is only around the starting point.

It's still bright.

Walking through the streets and alleys, Chen Nian looked at the small vendors on both sides of the road who kept shouting.

"Candy pourer~Two copper plates, turn to whatever you want to draw~"

"Tanghulu, one per cent, no sweetness, no money~"

"Selling goods~"

"Uncle, let's play~"

This time I went there slowly and slowly. After all, Chen Nian heard that the little peony would sing for several days.

This time Chen Nian learned how to do it. Because he was shabby in his trouser pockets, he didn't go forward at all. He went around to the side, then found a tree and climbed up.

Hey, the location is just right.

You can just see the stage inside.
Chapter completed!