Chapter 392: The Magical Dishes of Tofu

Le Youyou twisted the water from her clothes, and the soybeans that were hard to soak were wasted like this. The thing that tripped her just now was not human feet but a small whetstone. The water light on the dark stone reflected Le Youyou's cold face.

Everyone in the kitchen looked in surprise as the rumor in front of him was that the ugly girl Le Youyou whispered, but the two of them tripped Le Youyou and walked to Le Youyou domineeringly, "Oh? Why are all the soybeans sprinkled?"

Le Youyou raised his eyebrows and held back his eyes and gloated. Lan Yu beside her quickly handed Le Youyou handed the handkerchief, "Miss Youyou, wipe the water on your body first..."

Le Youyouruo glanced at the handkerchief on Lan Yu's hand with interest. Feng Qing pulled Lan Yu's hand with one hand, and hugged her chest proudly and said, "Lan Yu, why should I hand over the handkerchief for such a humble servant?"

Le Youyou heard Fan Qing's voice and couldn't help but twitch the corner of her mouth, and sneered: "What a self-deprecating statement! But it doesn't matter if Fan Qing, you are inferior and look down on yourself, but you can't lower your identity! After all, people don't feel inferior because of their self-esteem and confidence."

Le Youyou's words suddenly won the favor of everyone in the kitchen. Fan swept lightly at the people who turned the wind in the kitchen, gritted his teeth and snorted coldly: "Hmph! Miss Youyou should make the surprising Du Fu cuisine as soon as possible! After all, if you can't make it, you will be thrown into the river to feed the fish!"

Suddenly, everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of coldness and looked at Le Youyou sympathetically. Ke Youyou didn't think about how miserable he was, but instead looked at Fan Qing in disgust to create this kind of situation that needed others' pity.

She couldn't help but sneer: "Yes! After all, your young master missed the dishes I cook day and night, and now he recommended me to noble people. Soon, does it mean that there are not even individuals around him who can make people who suit his appetite?"

Le Youyou shook his hands, looked at the annoyed and angry Fan Qing curled her mouth and said provocatively: "I would like to advise you, if you don't want your young master to give up on you, you can ask me to teach you how many dishes you can make..."

"Le Youyou, what are you talking nonsense?" Fan Qing stared at Le Youyou with anger, but she deliberately aroused Fan Qing's anger, "I'm just the facts I told!"

"You!" Fan Qing couldn't even say anything because of Le Youyou's anger. Cole Youyou raised her teeth and smiled coldly, "Hmm? You look dissatisfied, then have a showdown!" Fan Qing raised her head proudly like a cat, "Okay! What's the comparison?"

Lan Yu frowned worriedly and pulled Lu Feng Qing's arm, "Pink Qing, please don't want it anymore! If you let the young master know..."

Fan Qing glared at the cowardly Lan Yu, "After the young master for many years, I can naturally make delicious dishes that suit the young master's appetite, which proves that the young master does not need her at all!"

Le Youyou raised his eyebrows, "Then use tofu as the ingredient, and make a tofu dish that is eye-catching for half an hour?"

"Okay!" Fan Qing held her head and raised her chest to respond to this intentional match. Le Youyou held her eyes and quickly withdrew from the kitchen, and the chefs who silently gave in to two complete three-pot stoves.

She walked to her own stove and wiped her nose. She looked at the busy figure of Feng Qing in front of the stove next door. A method of making tofu flashed through her mind.

Just at this moment, Lan Yu brought Yun Qing and Yun Tian over. Yun Qing looked helplessly at the duel between Le Youyou and Fen Qing and walked to Le Youyou, "Are you messing around again?"

The doting tone in his words made Le Youyou blink in shock, "Where am I messing around? It was obviously your personal maid who secretly did something bad!"

Yun Qing pursed her lips and smiled, reached out and wrapped the hair that fell from Le Youyou's ears behind her. Le Youyou took a step back in surprise, "You..."

Yun Qingyan smiled and looked at her, "I will naturally teach my maid a lesson. But you are just cooking all the best, so what if you don't make a fool of yourself?"

Le Youyou looked down at the half-dry clothes on her body, and snorted coldly that Yun Qing's words meant to be tempted to her, "Whether you are fooling around, then let's see who can make the tofu dish that makes people shine..."

Yun Qing shook her head, looked at the powder that had already started to order the braised tofu, and urged softly: "Youyou, if you are grinding like this, you will be thrown down from the river to feed the fish, I will not plead for you!"

Le Youyou rolled his eyes at Yun Qing without hesitation, and began to pour the completely ran away soybeans into the millstone and quickly turned the millstone to get milky white soybean juice. When the soybean juice was half full of the wooden barrel.

She poured the bean juice into the cooking pot. She pulled the bellows wide and made the stove ignite a raging fire. The cooking pot on the flames began to boil with the passage of time.

She also spooned a basin of bean paste before ordering the braised tofu and cooked the bean juice thoroughly and made a few bean skins. She poured a spoonful of gypsum into the soy milk and stirred quickly, and burned it over high heat to boil.

During the process of decoding soy milk, she added the soy milk to a proper amount of yellow sugar to neutralize it into soy milk and put it aside, "The kitchen is too hot, come and share the soy milk and drink it!"

Everyone in the kitchen was stunned, looking at Yun Qing and Yun Tian. Le Youyou turned around and found a mold, and there were fishing lines running through the rectangular mold into a net.

Then she took the lard plate prepared by another chef and put it aside for later use. Then she made soy milk with 1:9 black beans and water to order the second time she ordered braised tofu.

Yun Qing frowned and looked at the boiling black soy milk in another pot, and said curiously: "Black soy milk?"

Everyone had never seen black soy milk made of black beans before, and they squeezed forward to see the black soy milk gradually turned into black tofu brain and exploded, discussing the smell of black soy milk and black tofu brain.

Ran Leyouyou quietly put the lard plate into the prepared mold, then put the white tofu head into a rectangular mold, and then used the lard plate to compact it and pour it into the black tofu head.

This way, you are constantly separated by a lard plate, then pour in the black and white tofu brain at intervals, and finally cover the lid of the mold and press the top with a stone to make the tofu brain form faster.

At the same time, Feng Qing removed the mold of the already made tofu, and everyone saw the noble white tofu as marble appeared in front of them.

Le Youyou looked at the tender tofu made by Feng Qing, squinted his eyes and said, "Use the soybean juice grinded by good soybeans and equipped with distilled water to make super high-purity tender tofu, which is good! Not bad..."

She turned her head and looked at Yun Qing, and Yun Qing smiled lightly and replied. Le Youyou knew very well that this kind of challenge to traditional practice could not be created by Fan Qing.

The only person who has this creative spirit in the world - that is Yun Qing. Only he would think of changing the use of water to create tender tofu that is as delicate as a baby, with no trace or holes.

She looked at Fan Qing clearly that she could restore Yun Qing in this way, but she looked at Jiaoyang's domineering Fan Qing with admiration, but she was not idle at this moment.

Instead, the red hot charcoal taken out of the stove was placed on the bottom of the rectangular mold, which made countless chefs and Yun Qing present puzzled.

"Wow--"

The sudden surprise sound made Le Youyou look up at the bamboo kitchen knife on Feng Qing's hand that was polished into sharpness with bamboo. This kind of bamboo kitchen knife was ground into rough outlines with bamboo in water. After relying on human hands to polish the sharpness of the blade bit by bit, finally colored with bamboo glaze to prevent damage and wear.

However, Le Youyou looked at the bamboo kitchen knife and couldn't help but touch his chin and said with a smile: "It's not stupid. He can use a bamboo kitchen knife to cut such delicate tender tofu, so as to avoid the fishy smell brought by the iron kitchen knife to destroy the taste of tofu. Moreover, the bamboo kitchen knife can perfectly cut the tender tofu without damaging the tofu."

Yun Qing smiled indifferently and leaned gently towards Le Youyou. Yun Tian beside him raised his eyebrows curiously and asked, "Yun Qing, are you?"

Yun Qing turned around and bent towards Yuntian and said, "Uncle, she also understands her nephew's intention!"

Yuntian looked at Le Youyou curiously, "She praised your maid, why do you say she understands you?" Yun Qing smiled mysteriously and did not explain. After all, only those who are obsessed with cooking will appreciate each other.

Le Youyou looked at the flour and lightly made the tender tofu into tofu noodles. The aroma of tofu was emitting in the air with the wheat fragrance of the noodles. She couldn't help but take a sip and sighed: "It smells so good!"

Feng Qing wiped her hands proudly and said, "Of course, this is a delicacy created by the young master." Le Youyou raised her eyebrows disapprovingly and tilted her head and said, "If I were to make it, I would definitely add a little bit of something. This tofu noodles are perfect!"

Yun Qing frowned, "What's it?"

Le Youyou smiled and turned around and placed the rectangular mold on a large plate. The plate and the rectangular mold were separated by bamboo leaves. Pink sneered and looked at Le Youyou not even removed the tofu. "There is a little time left, you have not even removed the tofu, why should you compare with me?"

Le Youyou pursed her lips and smiled, and brought it to the kitchen table with a large plate and a mold. She turned around and smiled mysteriously and confidently at Feng Qing. The light ink-colored mouth suddenly became deep, like emerald green and pure, but there was an unpredictable mystery inside, which made Feng Qing frown and felt a little pressure in her heart.

"Who said I didn't do it?" Le Youyou pulled up the long-direction mold with one hand. Everyone stared at the black and white tofu in front of them. Yun Tian walked forward with a little surprised, "What is this?"

Le Youyou ignored the surprise of everyone in the kitchen, and quickly pulled the bamboo leaves under the tofu with both hands. Then he even slapped the table with his palm, making the black and white tofu fly up.

The black and white tofu that was originally separated from each other turned into countless small squares at that moment and fell into the plate. Lan Yu looked at her incrediblely and rubbed her eyes, pointed to the plate and said, "The red sauce..."
Chapter completed!