911: C911 Tofu Walks up

C911 Tofu Walks up

2Nozawa didn't believe it and cut another piece of tofu.

The situation was similar to the last time. Nozawa didn't give up and cut the third piece of tofu. He cut the paper and tofu, but he still couldn't cut the tofu. Even if he deliberately cut the tofu into a laundry room, he still couldn't cut the tofu with his knife. He was visible to the naked eye. He cut the tofu so that the thickness and thickness of the tofu couldn't be evenly cut.

How particular was the bean curd silk of Wensi tofu? It required you to cut the bean curd silk with the same diameter.

Nozawa Yixiong picked up the thinnest bean curd silk. This bean curd silk was not successful. It was light in the head and heavy in the feet. It was not uniform.

Not even a single bean curd silk could be cut successfully, let alone tens of thousands of bean curd threads that were exactly the same.

Nozawa Yixiong still did not believe it. "It must be that the tofu is no longer fresh."

In the middle of the night, Nozawa went to the storage room and took out the soybeans. Starting from grinding the beans, he wanted to make tofu and use the freshest tofu to cut the tofu.

The soybeans that he had just taken out could not be grinded immediately. He had to start from soaking the beans. When the beans were ready, Nozawa Izawa would set up a stone mill. He wanted to grind the beans manually. Step by step, he would personally make the freshest and most perfect tofu.

"It's all the fault of the tofu. As long as the tofu is good, I can definitely cut out exquisite and beautiful tofu filaments."

Chef cut tofu filament. It couldn't be cut properly. It was either tofu or knife.

Nozawa's knife was made by a famous master and had followed him for many years.

It was He Guo's best knife. He was also He Guo's best chef. At least, that was what he thought.

As the saying goes, There is no number one in literature, no number two in martial arts.

The crowd was at a loss for words. Nozawa thought that he was number two. In any case, there was no number one.

Nozawa Yixiong was almost invincible in He Country.

He thought that he was an unprecedented big shot, and there was nothing that he could not cook.

Now, this dish appeared.

Nozawa Yixiong suppressed the thoughts that popped up in his heart and focused on making tofu.

Later on, Nozawa Hai-Dou came and helped his father burn the fire.

The father and son made tofu together.

Ozawa Kongming also wanted to come along.

"Go back to sleep early. Kids can't not sleep full."

Nozawa Kongming was chased away. Even if it was the weekend tomorrow, he couldn't sleep too late tonight. He still had a lot of practice to do tomorrow.

When dawn arrived, the tofu was finally ready.

Nozawa and Nozawa didn't speak a word. They waited for the tofu to cool before they started cutting.

The night seemed to have passed exceptionally long.

Nozawa Yixiong stared at the tofu filament that he had cut. It was cut into pieces by the tofu that he had personally made.

It was also the bean curd silk that he had cut the most successfully.

The uniform tofu filament looked exactly the same. It was not adhesive even when placed in water.

"Not thin enough."

It was never thin enough. The bean curd silk he cut now was comparable to Yang Soong's cut.

It was like a model's body and a person who always sat in an office.

Nozawa Yixiong admitted defeat and ordered his son, "Go and cut a piece."

"Yes." Nozawa Hai-Dou had been waiting for a long time. He stretched his limbs and said to the kitchen knife, "I'm going to start."

In the end, he was still young. Ozawa Hai-Dou's health was much better than his father, Ozawa Yixiong's.

He was even more cautious and careful with his knife. He successfully cut off the tofu skin.

This step was completed very well. The tofu was a very complete cube.

As the saying goes, a good start is half the success.

However, as the saying goes, success is only a step away. Failure can easily result in failure.

That's right. Ye Zehai flipped over. His failure was very tragic.

The step of cutting tofu into pieces of paper, he lost.

Ozawa Hai's tofu slices were too thick. He didn't have the qualifications to be called paper tofu.

He was a bit flustered. He cut again, but it was still the same.

If he wanted to cut the tofu into pieces, he had to cut the tofu into pieces first.

The paper here referred to thin paper like Xuan paper. It was definitely not the kind of paper that could be used to make posters like Ozawa Hai-Dou.

Ozawa Hai-Dou wanted to cut the tofu a little thin, but in the end, he was even more finished.

Not even a piece of tofu could be made evenly.

"Father, we really haven't practiced tofu before."

After all, not everyone was Monk Wensi. He was concerned about such a difficult tofu soup.

Nozawa cut another knife and said, "I didn't cut it thin enough either."

The two of them didn't have the ability to cut tofu into thin paper, so they naturally couldn't cut it into tofu like hair.

From the beginning, they couldn't do it.

"Why did the Huaxia people spend so much effort to make a tofu soup?" Ozawa Haitao was a little annoyed.

"Because it's delicious. It's delicious enough." Ozawa Izawa still understood that although he had only seen the cutting of the tofu and the final product, Wensi Tofu, he didn't know what other steps were in between.

Out of the intuition of a chef, Nozawa Izawa also knew that it was a bowl of excellent Wensi Tofu.

"Father, you can't say that." However, Ozawa Haitou did not think so. "An outstanding knife skill does not mean that the culinary skills are good. The seasoning and the fire aren't that easy either."

He spoke with full confidence, as if he had said something. Yang Soong was just a kid who only knew how to cut tofu, but his cooking skills and taste were not that good.

"That chef is too young. He doesn't even have a sous-chef to help him. What does this mean?"

Without needing an answer, Ozawa Haitou continued, "It means that he has never received professional chef training and has taken a wild path. I found this person called Yang Soong. He opened an ordinary restaurant in an ordinary city. China calls this an online restaurant. "

"Most online popular restaurants like this are flashy but not practical. He only flaunted his skills through knife skills to attract customers. It doesn't mean that he really has the ability to make delicious food."

The more he analyzed, the more he felt that he made sense.0

"We have been paying attention to Huaxia. We have never heard of this young man called Yang Soong."

Haven't we heard of him now?

"Father, you don't have to worry about him. This Yang Soong is actually insignificant. He only knows how to cut bean curd!" Ozawa Hai Dou even looked down on Yang Soong. He did not realize how much he sounded like Versailles.

It was like a person with a monthly salary of 1500 yuan hiding in a bus stop in the rain. He said to the domineering president in the BMW, "He's just rich!"

It was as if he wasn't the one in the rain.

As a chef, Ozawa Hai-Dou criticized Yang Soong's taste and maturity. It was as if this way, he would not have to admit that his knife skills were not as good as Yang Soong's.

Both generations of the Ozawa family's knife skills were not as good as Yang Soong's.

Or it should be said that no one in the Nozawa family was as good as Yang Soong's knife skills.

After all, Nozawa Yixiong was publicly acknowledged as the best knife worker in the Nozawa family.

And Nozawa Yixiong could not compare to Yang Soong.

"Hai Dou, you have a point. Through the screen, we can only see his knife skills. We do not know his seasoning and control over the fire. Cooking is not that simple."

Nozawa thought for a long time and said:

"After the summer banquet, I need to meet this kid and see his knife skills with my own eyes."

Perhaps even Nozawa Yixiong did not believe that Yang Soong could really cut out bean curd threads as thin as hair.

Even with the map and evidence, they still doubted it.

"This is too unbelievable. How can tofu be cut into silks? Our family has been cooking tofu for a hundred years. We have never done it before."

If Yang Soong was here, he would definitely tell him, "Tofu is an invention of our country. Our history of making tofu dishes is even longer. It has almost 2000 years of history. So, don't talk about a hundred years. Is a hundred years very long? "

As one of the four great ancient countries, the four great ancient countries whose history has never stopped flowing, five thousand years of civilized history, we have never lacked a foundation.

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