Chapter 75: Luoying's Mapo Tofu vs. Fried Tofu...
Although there are indeed a few blocks of tofu in the kitchen, they are hard tofu prepared in case some customers suddenly want to eat mapo tofu.
The bright red chili oil wrapped in snow-white and tender tofu, and sprinkled with some green garlic sprouts as garnish, is a very popular dish among diners.
But if you want to make fried tofu, you have to choose the most tender silken tofu... Ye Wan thought about it and said, "No problem."
After taking the tofu out of the bucket, Ye Wan was about to heat the oil in a wok when the civet cat stretched out its claws to stop her.
"What's wrong? Is something wrong?" Ye Wan asked.
"Wrap it in kitchen paper and let it sit for ten minutes, otherwise it will be difficult to wrap the bran." It was written on the paper.
"Mr. Civet Cat, you're amazing! You even know all this." Ye Wan went to get some kitchen paper in admiration, wrapped the tofu in it, and let it sit until the water was drained, then covered it with bran.
Heat oil in a cold pan, put the tofu on it, and the thin coating will start to turn golden and slowly expand until the surface becomes golden, crispy and firm, then you can take it out.
The broth is a delicious broth made from kelp and bonito flakes in a small brass pot, used to dip the tofu.
Ye Wan picked up half a juicy and tender white radish, rubbed some mud on it and placed it on the tofu, then sprinkled some chopped green onions on it.
In fact, Ye Wan prefers to sprinkle a handful of chili powder and then drizzle half a spoonful of hot oil. That way, not only will the aroma explode instantly, but the tofu mixed with chili powder will also taste better.
But she was not sure whether the beautiful shrine maiden could eat spicy food.
So she just made Japanese-style fried tofu, which was foolproof.
Miss Miko looked very excited. The golden skin of the tofu was fried until it was puffy. When you took a bite, you could hear a crisp "crackling" sound, and the boiling hot tofu pulp burst out.
Wu ate the fried tofu elegantly and took a sip of sake.
"It tastes great." She nodded in praise, "I knew it chose your place for a reason."
Ye Wan: "What?"
"Nothing." The witch smiled mysteriously.
Another diner dragged his tired body in. It was Lily, carrying a broom that was too big for her body. The flying broom championship that failed to take place would be held again soon. She was training intensively every day and could eat a whole cow at almost every meal.
"Sister Ye Wan, I want a Mapo Tofu set meal, and I want it to be very spicy!" said Lily.
"Why would a child eat spicy food? Just normal spicy food." Ye Wan said as he went to prepare Mapo Tofu.
Ye Wan brought out the casserole and opened the lid. The rich aroma of fermented black beans, meat, and peppercorns immediately burst out. Due to the residual heat of the casserole, the tofu wrapped in red oil was still trembling slightly.
Lily poured the rice into the pot without hesitation, stirred it, and ate it with big mouthfuls: "It's so hot! But it smells so good."
Ye Wan handed her a glass of iced pumpkin juice to help with the spiciness. The witch beside her saw Lily eating with relish and asked, "What is that?"
"Mapo tofu." Ye Wan said.
"I'll have one too, thank you," she said.
Mapo tofu is a quick dish, and Ye Wan is very skillful, so he quickly brought a serving of mapo tofu to the witch.
She was very curious and used a spoon to pick up the tofu. The tofu was covered with red oil and trembled on the spoon. There was also a lot of minced meat under the tofu.
Miss Miko took a bite.
Then her fair face immediately turned red, and she buried her head and started coughing softly.
Ye Wan was still busy, and when he heard the noise, he quickly brought her a glass of ice water: "Miss Miko, are you okay?"
The witch's eyes lit up like two stars. "Oh, I'm fine. This is really... delicious. I've never eaten tofu that tastes so good."
"No need to call me Miss Miko, my name is Feiying." The beautiful pair of golden eyes met Ye Wan's eyes.
"What a nice name, Scarlet Cherry Blossom." Ye Wan praised.
When the clock struck 10 o'clock in the evening and all the diners in the tavern had left, You An knocked on Ye Wan's room holding a blooming pink cherry.
She got up from the bed and asked: "Where did the cherry blossoms come from?"
Youan shook his head: "I don't know who put it on the table."
"That's great. We have salted cherry blossoms to make sakura cakes." Ye Wan said happily.
When I saw Mr. Leo again, he looked even thinner. Even though it was already summer, he was still covered with a thick blanket and looked at the greenery outside with a lost look on his face.
If he wants to see the cherry blossoms, he has to wait until next year. Does he have a next year?
The doctor at the convalescent hospital received Ye Wan and You An in his office: "Mr. Leo had a heart surgery. It should be no problem for him to live another ten years, but the key is..."
"He's in a bad mood, looks depressed, and isn't willing to open up to others." The doctor was helpless: "If you want to recover, it's also important to maintain a good mood."
Although the members of the Dead Dance Troupe tried their best to sing and dance in front of him to make him happy, Mr. Leo still did not look very happy.
Ye Wan sat beside his bed and peeled an apple: "Mr. Leo, if you have any wishes, you can tell us."
She held out the cherry blossom and said, "Please cheer up so that you can see the vast expanse of pink cherry blossoms blooming next year."
Leo put on his reading glasses and looked at the cherry blossoms. "It's out of season now. Where did these flowers come from?"
Ye Wan thought for a moment and said, "I'm not sure. It was left on our table after closing yesterday." She went to see You An.
You An continued, "If I'm not mistaken, it should be that witch's."
Mr. Leo suddenly became a little excited: "Witch, what does she look like?"
Ye Wan and You An didn't know why he suddenly became excited. They recalled and told him the characteristics of the witch.
Leo nodded excitedly and took off his glasses again: "It's her."
"She?" Ye Wan asked doubtfully.
When Leo was twenty years old, he came to the capital from the village of Daland. In the village, he was a respected and talented musician, but when he arrived in the capital full of fighting spirit, he felt like a poor stone caught in the wind and rain.
He may be a piece of gold, but the capital is magnificent, so Leo's life is left with only a cheap hotel, a tattered coat and the violin that has been with him for many years.
The only chance he had came from some Japanese people who were drinking in a tavern. They noticed that he could speak Japanese and gave Leo a small but precious opportunity, which was to compose music for the shrine's spring festival.
Leo wandered around the library for a long time and looked up a lot of information, but his inspiration was like a well that was drying up day by day.
Raindrops slammed against the dim window sills of the inn, and he crumpled up countless sheets of music paper.
Leo felt that he could not touch the "spirit" of the music.
So he decided to go to the shrine himself.
The shrine was very majestic, with a huge vermilion lacquered torii gate standing tall under the dim sky. He walked along the high approach, with stone lanterns on both sides emitting dim lights.
Suddenly, it started to rain, forming a crystal curtain that covered the shrine.
Leo's coat and trouser legs were covered in mud. He walked clumsily into the hall, followed the sign next to him, prayed awkwardly, and then emptied his pockets, took out the only 10 copper coins he had left and stuffed them into the cash box.
"God, please let me get... inspiration for the music for the Spring Festival," he prayed.
The rain got heavier, and he awkwardly took shelter under the eaves. The raindrops hit the bluestone slabs, making a noisy drumbeat that struck Leo's heart.
Inspiration still did not come. The rain continued to flow down his golden hair. Despair crept into his heart. His last chance was about to flow away with the puddles on the ground.
Just then, a young girl walked through the rain curtain.
She was a beautiful shrine maiden, wearing a pure white Chihaya and a scarlet robe, with her black hair tied up behind her. She had a pair of beautiful golden eyes.
She didn't hold an umbrella, but the raindrops miraculously avoided her, forming a hazy, glowing mist barrier around her.
She held a Kagura bell in her hand.
"jingle"
The clear sound of the Kagura bell spread out from the sound of heavy rain, passing through the branches of the dense forest. Whether it was the stone lanterns on both sides of the shrine approach or the ancient trees of the sacred fence washed by the rain and shrouded in mist, the sound of the bell could be heard.
"The rain is about to stop and the sun is about to come out," said the witch.
Leo wiped the rain from his face and stammered in response, "Yeah, the sun is coming out."
The witch left.
As she said, the rain stopped soon.
A crack suddenly appeared in the gloomy clouds, and the sun shone down. The sky washed by rain appeared velvety sapphire blue. The spring breeze also returned, carrying the fragrance of the earth, passing through the torii gate, through the shrine, and finally hitting the blooming cherry trees.
Countless pink and white cherry blossoms broke free from the branches, creating waves in the air.
The sunlight shines through countless layers of cherry blossom branches, casting tiny spots of light on the bluestone slabs, and those spots of light dance to the melody of the wind.
Leo closed his eyes, and he seemed to feel the budding, silent, surging vitality of all things. It was the voice of this land, which suddenly poured into his dry inspiration like a tide.
He immediately ran back to the royal capital, ignoring the surprised, puzzled and vigilant looks of passers-by, and returned to the small hotel he rented, running and laughing like a madman.
Soon the well-known song "Falling Cherry Blossoms" was born from his pen, and he became a popular composer in the royal capital.
After hearing this, Ye Wan admired Mr. Leo very much, but.
"But when you were twenty, that was almost sixty years ago. You were a young and beautiful miko then. Now I guess..."
She was probably quite old, but the witch dining in her tavern was young, beautiful, and energetic, and she could finish a spicy mapo tofu set meal without any difficulty.
This shouldn't be the shrine maiden Leo wants to see, but maybe the shrine maiden's next in command.
"No, it's her," Leo said firmly.
During the sixty years, the merchants of Fusang earned a lot of gold coins in their country and chose a new location. They bought a piece of land in the south of the royal capital, which was a good location, and rebuilt the shrine. The new shrine was larger and more magnificent.
As for the place outside the city, there was not even a platform, so it was very inconvenient to get there and was soon abandoned.
The god there has only one loyal follower.
It's Mr. Leo.
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