Time goes back half an hour.

Since Nanzhi returned to the kitchen, she has been like the return of a stabilizing force.

To say that the past few days were extremely restless and chaotic wasn’t the case.

Everyone is well organized and does what they are supposed to do without anyone trying to slack off.

But the overall atmosphere is different from when Nanzhi was here.

It was as if, when Nanzhi was around, everyone knew that there was an almost omnipotent escape route behind them, and no matter what situation they encountered, she could solve it perfectly!

After Nanzhi left, they felt uncomfortable in every aspect and there was a lack of energy and spirit among the whole group!

It seems that Nanzhi has become the soul of Nanfeng Tower long before anyone knows when.

Song Lin noticed this and couldn't help but sigh:

"I have been a chef for so many years and have never received this kind of treatment. It turns out that Nanfenglou is still the Nanfenglou of the Nan family."

Zhou Bing came over and said: "Look at how generous our boss is!"

Song Lin squinted at him: "Oh?"

Zhou Bing pouted: "Look, everyone is gathering here to learn the techniques. I am ready to join in too. What about you?"

"...Well, I'll go take a look too."

Song Lin touched his nose and followed.

At this time, a large group of people gathered around Nanzhi, watching her make chicken tofu pudding.

Too many people have come to consult about chicken tofu pudding these days.

Seeing the diners' expectant and disappointed expressions, the person who feels the most uncomfortable is probably the chef.

Therefore, some people inevitably wonder——

How to make chicken tofu pudding? Someone secretly followed the steps from Nanzhi's memory and started to make it. At first, the soup was fine and looked pretty good.

After all, Nanzhi never avoids anyone during the whole process, but allows everyone to watch it openly. Anyone who pays attention and is a little smart can notice the small details of Nanzhi in certain places and then imitate them.

However, things were going well at the beginning, but problems arose when I didn’t know at which step to start.

Either the soup is not clear enough, or the tofu pudding is not formed, or the texture is so rough that it is even tougher than old tofu.

Even Zhou Bing and Song Lin, two experienced masters, couldn't help but secretly try it.

Of course, it still ended in failure.

In fact, in the chef world where inheritance is orderly, stealing skills is a taboo.

Many years ago, if an apprentice in the kitchen was caught stealing other people’s skills, having his hands broken and thrown out would have been considered the lightest punishment!

But in Nanfeng Tower, everyone may have subconsciously thought that Nanzhi would not be a person who keeps secrets, so they did not shy away from talking about this experience.

Sure enough, Nanzhi was not angry at all. Instead, she made chicken tofu pudding while listening to other people's questions.

"It's not formed? The heat is too high. Maybe you don't think it's too high, but cooking is sometimes just a matter of a few centimeters."

"You need to be patient when boiling clear soup. Of course, the heat is also important. If you are impatient and want to boil it quickly, the impurities in the bones will be easily precipitated. In this case, no matter how many times you boil it, it will be the same."

"The taste is bad? Maybe you didn't beat enough air into the minced chicken. Did you forget what I said before? Not only should the fascia of the chicken breast be completely removed, but air should also be beaten into it to create a fluffy texture."

“…”

Nanzhi is very patient.

No matter who asks the questions, she will answer them one by one without any intention of hiding anything.

When he was in high spirits, even Zhou Bing and Song Lin came over to ask a few questions.

Nanzhi smiled and answered their questions.

At this time, Nanzhi looked behind him and said, "Xiaowan, come here."

Song Wan, who was almost pushed to the back of the crowd, was stunned for a moment, and then was pushed forward by the crowd.

Everyone then realized that Song Wan was Nanzhi's first apprentice.

If we really want to ask questions, no one here is more qualified than Song Wan! But now Song Wan has been pushed to the back...

Everyone looked a little embarrassed and looked at Song Wan guiltily.

Song Wan herself didn't care.

Nanzhi didn't even notice any of this, and asked without even looking up: "What about you? Don't you have anything to ask?"

Song Wan was a little hesitant.

Nanzhi watched the chicken tofu pudding in the pot float up one by one. She quickly grabbed the spoon, scooped up the tofu quickly and gently, and put it into small bowls.

After she had done all this, Song Wan finally expressed her thoughts.

While waiting for the waiter to bring out the dishes, Nanzhi supported herself on the counter with both hands and listened to Song Wan talking.

After listening to it, she said nothing and suddenly moved away from the stove:

"The first batch of orders has been completed. There's some chicken soup left. Xiaowan, you can try it."

Song Wan rarely widened her eyes, her expression extremely surprised!

"Ah? Me?"

The others also gasped.

Nanzhi, however, crossed her arms calmly:

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"Yeah, don't you believe in yourself?"

Song Wan nodded decisively:

"certainly."

Nanzhi coughed lightly:

"So you don't believe me?"

Song Wan was silent now.

Nanzhi breathed a sigh of relief:

"Look, since you believe in me, then I think you can do it, and you can definitely do it!"

Encouraged by Nanzhi's eyes, Song Wan finally moved.

Take the chicken breast and follow Nanzhi's steps, step by step.

Nanzhi would occasionally give instructions, but most of the time, Song Wan followed her rhythm.

It was obvious that Song Wan was moving very slowly and was very cautious.

When Nanzhi makes chicken tofu pudding, she has a sense of confidence that comes across as unbridled and nonchalant.

Song Wan was extremely cautious, and those who didn't know her would think she was doing an experiment in a laboratory.

Some people secretly speculated that Song Wan was bound to be in trouble this time.

However, there are those who really know what they are doing, such as Nanzhi, Song Lin and Zhou Bing.

In their eyes, Song Wan did much better than expected!

Finally we have reached the last step, it’s time to put it in the pot.

This time Nanzhi did not give any instructions, and it was entirely up to Song Wan to judge the temperature and timing.

Song Wan's face was extremely calm. She pursed her lips and moved meticulously.

Soon, pieces of chicken tofu floated in the pot.

Everyone else was shocked!

Someone blurted out:

"This chicken tofu pudding is so delicious!"

Song Wan's chicken tofu may not be as good as Nanzhi's in terms of appearance to the naked eye.

But it has been able to imitate about 80% of the way. If the two bowls are not placed side by side for comparison, it is difficult for ordinary people to tell the difference with the naked eye.

Song Wan was also very surprised. This was the first time she had made such a successful chicken tofu pudding! Nan Zhi smiled happily: "That's right, let's put Song Wan's chicken tofu pudding up there, but make it cheaper."

Everyone was surprised.

Is Nanzhi going to sell Song Wan’s chicken tofu?

But they haven't tasted it yet, so they don't know whether it's good or bad! Isn't this too confident? But Nanzhi is the boss, and no one can interfere with her decision.

Soon, the newly released chicken tofu pudding was snapped up. (End of this chapter)