"Chen Zhiyuan!"

Chen Zhiyuan, who was named, found himself being watched.

Wang Fuquan's apprentices turned around at the bar, with bad eyes. They were a little confused about the chef at the bar, but they were very straightforward to the guy who just said he was not a waiter.

"Go and buy me a version of tofu and a pound of pork."

Chen Zhiyuan quickly replied and ran away, but not long after he squeezed out of the crowd of people in the store, he slapped his thigh: "I forgot to ask for money."

Personal panel, money is displayed like this:

Silver-2 taels

Copper-196 text

This is the first pot of gold for the newcomer he has accumulated in two days, and his hard-earned money.

However, it doesn’t cost a few cents to buy a version of tofu. No matter which era, tofu is a cheap ingredient that is popular. Chen Zhiyuan has recognized half of Jinguan City in the past two days and has traveled one or two outside the wild. He knows that there is a time-honored tofu shop on the street. The quality is very good after he identified it. The grandma who sells tofu was called Xishi tofu when she was young. Of course, this was what the grandma told him with a smile.

"It's just that pork is too expensive!" Chen Zhiyuan felt extremely heartbroken.

Restaurant.

Xia Yan seemed slow, so he first looked for ginger and green onion and cut it for later use.

The store still has reserves for simple and daily ingredients. Unfortunately, although this store has been copied according to Tokyo's static, due to world rules, modern kitchen equipment such as refrigerators, cooking machines and microwaves are not available.

Even the stove...

Well, earth stove.

He looked down at the stove. The fuel was not limited to firewood. The coal was already burning in the stove's stomach. It seemed that he didn't have to worry about the firepower.

It's time to consider what recipe to use.

"Doubao Sauce Stuffed Bitter Melon" is not impossible. After increasing proficiency, it is easy to make the task requirement of "no less than 80 points, and the darkness index is not less than slight".

But Xia Yan wanted to change something fresh and updated his personal menu.

Coincidentally, Xia Yan is the most confident and practiced most frequently. There is no way, who asked Neon people to order food in the store, and the probability of ordering "Mapo tofu" is as high as more than 90%. It is a forced business to be proficient in tofu cuisine.

If "Doubao Sauce Stuffed with Bitter Melon" is a sudden and whim idea.

So, the dish Xia Yan is planning to make now is his real signature dish.

“Tofu, pork.”

Wang Fuquan and his group of apprentices whispered.

"The master often says that tofu and pork are a perfect match, and it combines meat and vegetables. Even if you cook, you can make it very delicious."

"The easiest recipe should be a recipe similar to 'meat tofu', right?"

"Hehe, our master has a specialty dish, which is also tofu and pork, but the technique used is to 'smell'. Put the filling mixed with green onions and meat into the tender and smooth tofu. Be sure to do it, don't break it, and then put it in a steamer to steam it, and finally dip it in soy sauce. The taste is so good that Master Shaoan praised it after eating it!"

Soon, Chen Zhiyuan took the ingredients and gasped loudly and returned to the restaurant.

"Shop Manager Xia, give it."

When Xia Yan opened the paper bag, he saw that the tofu was very complete and nodded: "Thank you for your hard work."

He turned around and went to wash the meat.

It’s a pity that there is no modern cooking machine to make minced meat. If you want to use meat, you can only chop it by hand.

Fortunately, I upgraded my sword skills!

When she noticed that Wang Fuquan squinted from time to time, Xia Yan was secretly astonished. Under the noses of these experienced chefs, it was really a detail that would be exposed if it was not handled properly.

"The "flower knife" should be used with caution..."

With one control experience, Xia Yan felt less guilty this time, and took a breath, "Bangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbang..."

Holding the two swords, starting to chop the meat on the chopping board.

Without a trace of slight sensation, it is just a very ordinary interpretation of basic knife skills. Two square kitchen knives were lifted and chopped in Xia Yan's hands, and the blade collided with the wooden chopping board to make a pleasant sound.

"It seems that it is no different from the basic skills we usually practice." An apprentice said in a muffled voice.

"It's just basic knife skills, just have hands."

Chen Zhiyuan's perspective is different from the group of apprentices in front of the bar. At this time, he was standing behind Xia Yan, like a chef who was on standby at any time.

His eyes couldn't help but move down. Looking at Xia Yan's shaking right foot, Chen Zhiyuan's eyebrows twitched, and he complained wildly inside: "Hey, this store manager Xia is not at all attentive."

Listening to the comments of his apprentices, Wang Fuquan narrowed his eyes: "Shut up!"

There was only the sound of chopping meat in the store for a moment.

"I told you not to work hard every time." Wang Fuquan hummed twice, "Please look at his hands. Have you seen it? Stay!"

"I asked you to cut vegetables and shredded vegetables in the sun, and stand for a few hours, just to develop such a mentality and foundation..."

Wang Fuquan said, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

At this time, Xia Yan, who had finished chopping the meat, shoveled all the meat foam on a plate and set aside for use. Then he spread the whole tofu on the desk and pulled another knife out of the knife holder.

Swish!

The sword is so fast that it is almost impossible to catch with your eyes.

Just such "fast" was the case, and a few apprentices thought they could do it, but within a minute, they found that the tofu spread on the desk was cut into modules of equal size. At first glance, it looked like a terrible replica cloned tofu group. The apprentices were shocked and lost their voices.

Quick! Accurate!

The two elements add up, it is not a simple basic knife skills. After all, too many advanced knife skills need to be developed around these two points. If you do well enough in this regard, you can say that you have innate learning advantages.

"Help me watch the stove," Xia Yan said without looking back.

"Oh, me? OK, OK!"

Chen Zhiyuan answered.

The pan is hot, and a heavy iron pan is set on the stove. Xia Yan sprinkles a large spoon of oil in a large spoon. This is a very common step in Chinese food. When the oil is heated until it is 50% mature, you can add ginger and green onion and stir-fry it first.

"Wait."

A large amount of smoke came out. Due to the lack of transparent glass that prevents smoke and oil, the store seemed to be a fairyland surrounded by clouds and mist for a moment.

"What a heavy smell of firewood!" The apprentice covered his mouth and nose.

Wang Fuquan lost his eyes at the beginning, sat up straight, and watched Xia Yan pour all the cut version of tofu into the big pot, and couldn't help but speak, "Wrong, wrong!"

"Fry the meat soak, the next step should be tofu with bean paste, not to add tofu first."

"The process is reversed, and this dish with tofu and meat is almost ruined." Wang Fuquan seemed to sigh, and seemed to be sneering, "In this way, the bean paste can't taste at all, and it loses the most important seasoning flavor. When it is smoldered later, how do you want to 'taste'?"

Xia Yan ignored it.

Who said he was going to make some smolder tofu?

He cannot make dark dishes with high scores and high indexes in daily processes. Since the system wants him to be a villain, Xia Yan can only reluctantly make his signature dishes.

Although it is a sign that deliberately serves dark dishes, it is a sign that has been smashed, and it has received bad reviews from customers.

But this is paradise.

The paradise of "China One".

"Dark Cuisine" will remind people of those people, and then label him as an unprovoked label. Xia Yan hopes to have trouble coming to the house, only once. In order to practice cooking purity, he can only use it under the name of the dark cuisine industry.

"Did you see the big bottles of seasonings in the cabinet? Take them here for me." Xia Yan ordered.

"Take it all?"

When he walked to the cabinet, Chen Zhiyuan couldn't help but ask more questions.

"all!"

After several trips, Chen Zhiyuanjian Store Manager Xia kept opening the lid, and then poured the whole bottle of seasoning into the pot. His face gradually changed from shock, puzzled, and panic to insensitive.

The bright red bean paste piled into the top of the hill, completely covering the tofu cubes and meat foam.

"This, this..."
Chapter completed!