Chen Jiao: ...
As a knife-cutting dish, the key to making chrysanthemum tofu lies in the knife skills, and the second is the soup.
In this day and age, Li Yan's knife skills are acceptable in a county town, but they are definitely far from the level that can be served at a state banquet.
As for the soup she made, it was just so-so due to the time and ingredients involved.
Although Chen Jiao didn't know why the old lady asked this, since the old lady asked, she answered seriously: "This dish is about the knife skills and the soup. The knife skills of cutting this dish today are average, and the soup is also average because of the limited raw materials. The dish as a whole is also average."
As she finished her words, the old lady's already serious expression became even more severe.
"What do you mean the ingredients are limited, so the cooking is average? Is this the reason why your dishes are not good?"
Chen Jiao blinked in slight confusion.
She felt that she was being modest enough, so why did the old lady suddenly get angry?
Before she could ask, the old lady asked in a deep voice, "Do you have any tofu left at home?"
"There is still one piece." Chen Jiao answered honestly.
The old lady stood up and walked towards the kitchen, "Come with me."
Chen Jiao looked at the old lady's energetic back, and suddenly a light bulb went off in her head, and she seemed to suddenly understand something.
A flash of joy flashed across her eyes, and she quickly stood up and followed the old lady.
Entering the kitchen, the old lady asked Chen Jiao with a sullen face, "What ingredients did you use to make the soup just now?"
Chen Jiao quickly gave the old lady the kelp and some dried mushrooms she had just used to make soup.
The old lady frowned slightly when she saw the dried mushrooms, and turned away, "What do you need so many messy things for?"
"Light the fire!"
Chen Jiao quickly started the fire.
After the old lady added cold water to the pot, she directly added the soaked kelp to make soup.
While Chen Jiao was lighting the fire and boiling the soup, the old lady had already taken the tofu herself and filled a basin of water and placed it next to the chopping board.
The old lady dipped the knife in the water, then dropped the blade on the tofu. Before Chen Jiao could see clearly how she moved, she saw the old lady put the tofu into the water. The square piece of tofu instantly turned into a beautiful golden chrysanthemum in the water.
At this time, the old lady opened the lid of the pot.
A unique fragrance of kelp wafts out.
The old lady took the chrysanthemum tofu out of the water, put it back into a bowl, and scooped up the golden kelp soup into the bowl.
I quickly blanched a piece of Chinese cabbage to decorate it next to it, and placed a bright red wolfberry in the middle of the chrysanthemum.
Suddenly, a dish of golden chrysanthemum tofu made the originally rough porcelain bowl look elegant.
Chen Jiao stared at the dish in amazement. Such a dish, just looking at it, was pleasing to the eye.
I can’t imagine what the taste will be like when I put it in my mouth.
The old lady raised her eyelids towards Chen Jiao with a proud look on her face, "Try it."
Chen Jiao carefully picked up the spoon, scooped a spoonful and fed it into her mouth. The freshness of kelp and the fragrance of tofu blended perfectly.
She just felt that every taste bud on her tongue was experiencing the baptism of a feast.
She couldn't even bear to swallow it.
But when she swallowed it, the soft texture of the tofu slid down her throat, which was another layer of taste impact.
The old lady looked at Shen Jiao’s eyes that lit up with amazement at the taste, and snorted coldly, “Do you still think that limited ingredients is an excuse?”
Chen Jiao: ...
If she didn't realize by now that the old lady wanted to teach her cooking, she would be really stupid.
She quickly gave the old lady a flattering smile and said, "Master, I am stupid and used the limited ingredients as an excuse.
From now on, I will definitely learn from my master well and never embarrass myself again. ”
As Chen Jiao spoke, she knelt down to pay homage to her master.
Although the old lady looked at her with arrogance and disdain, she did not stop her.
After she finished paying respect to her teacher, the old lady said, "Okay, get up."
"Since I have accepted your gift of apprenticeship, I should naturally teach you something. From now on, when you get off work every day, don't just think about coming back to be intimate with your man. Come to my place and learn for two hours first."
After the old lady finished speaking, she left the kitchen and walked out proudly.
Just as Shen Jiao was about to catch up and ask for the address, Old Xu smiled and said to her, “The old lady lives at the end of Xishan Village, and I live there too.
After get off work tomorrow, come directly to the commune clinic to see me and I will take you to see her. ”
"Thank you, Mr. Xu." Chen Jiao hurriedly thanked Mr. Xu and then saw him out.
But in fact, Mr. Xu didn't need them to send him off at all, because the old man ran off to catch up with the old lady on his own.
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