Cultivation little Taoist

Chapter 939

What Ye Feng did was a yellow robe to worship the king!

This yellow robe worships the king, which can be regarded as the super clear tofu cuisine in Taoist cuisine.

Shangqing tofu has a long history. As early as the Yongjia period of the Western Jin Dynasty, Shangqing tofu became a major dish in Shangqing Town, a prosperous market town at that time.

There are many mills in the town, and the fragrance of tofu is refreshing. Tofu is sold everywhere and has become a must.

Because Shangqing tofu uses high-quality natural mineral water on the banks of Luxi River, adopts traditional manual stone milling technology, and selects high-quality soybeans as raw materials, the tofu made has the distinctive characteristics of fresh, tender, white, refreshing, fragrant and slippery. Beany smell and smell of machine-made tofu.

After the supernatant tofu is processed into dried tofu, it is white, tender and smooth, crisp but not broken, fragrant and delicious, smooth and moistens the throat. Whether it is fried, braised or stewed, it has a different flavor from others.

Supernatant tofu is rich in nutrients, nourishing the spleen and stomach, clearing away heat and moistening dryness. Yang deficiency, irregular menstruation, anemia, dysentery, etc.

According to legend, when Emperor Qianlong went to the south of the Yangtze River, he was suffering from a minor illness and could not drink tea.

Later, under the guidance of an expert, he came to the Tianshi Mansion, summoned the Tianshi, and sought a panacea.

Zhang Tianshi thought for a while, and set out a table of tofu dishes, all tofu, fried, braised, stewed, etc. have their own characteristics.Emperor Qianlong's appetite greatly increased when he smelled the aroma of tofu, and he was full of praise for one of the yellow robes worshiping the king, and the disease was cured without treatment.

After returning to Beijing, the Celestial Master was specially called to Beijing to pass on his skills.Since then, this "yellow robe worshiping the king" has become a court dish.

Although it is just a combination of soybean sprouts and tofu, it is indeed a real finale dish.

But You Yangyun's plate was empty.

The judge was stunned, "You Yangyun, is your dish made of air?"

You Yangyun sighed: "I didn't cook the last dish."

This sentence was exported, and the audience was in an uproar.

Wouldn't it be that even if Ye Feng made a pile of shit, that would be Ye Feng's win?

What's more, Ye Feng's last dish was a Taoist dish introduced to the court!
"Why?" Although the judge was absolutely fair, after all, he had seen You Yangyun win the championship for four consecutive years, so he couldn't bear it.

This kind of defeat without a fight is really a pity.

"Because I didn't expect that he could compete with me until the last dish.

To be honest, the second dish just now is my best skill at pressing the bottom of the box.

I am convinced that I lost. "

At this remark, the entire audience was shocked, maintaining a deathly silence.

In such a huge venue, it is really possible to hear a needle drop.

This culinary art competition champion for four consecutive times, the double king of the culinary art and entertainment circles, unexpectedly lost to this Ye Feng who couldn't even find the information!

It's simply a horror of slipping the world!

But the fact happened just like that, the strength Ye Feng displayed was indeed on par with You Yangyun.

It even opened up a new world that no audience has ever seen with the first-hand Taoist cuisine.

The judge in the middle sighed and stretched out his hand to Ye Feng, "Congratulations, Mr. Ye.

You are the winner of this culinary competition. "

Ye Feng smiled and nodded.

The focus of the audience was all on Ye Feng, waiting for his opening.

Ye Feng looked at You Yangyun, "You said back then, what would happen if you lost?"

"Quiet from the world of chefs forever." You Yangyun stood with his hands behind his back, without the attitude of a loser, and there was still a cynical smile on the corner of his mouth.

"This punishment is indeed a bit heavy for you.

But I guess, it's not that you don't want to make a third dish, but you can't make a third dish at all, right? "

Ye Feng spoke coldly, and the audience was silent, and then You Yangyun's idiot fans yelled:
"Hey, you win if you win, why are you scolding my Yang Yun!"

"Do you have the quality! Are you awesome if you win!"

"Calling my family Yang Yun is equivalent to scolding my mother! You are courting death!"

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Ye Feng also ignored the insults from those stupid fans, picked up the plate of puffer fish raw made by You Yangyun, and picked up three slices:
"Contrary to what many diners think, the status of seasoning in cooking is far less than that of knife skills. Seasoning is mostly based on ingredients and experience, which can be copied, but knife skills are not good. Knife skills rely on the chef's spirit, which is also the judgment of top chefs. one of the standards.

I believe that You Yangyun must be a top chef, but the thickness of each of the three slices of sashimi is uneven, presumably this is not Mr. You's real strength, right? "

When Ye Feng said this, the judges also noticed this. The thickness of the three slices of sashimi differed between two and three millimeters.

The sashimi is originally extremely thin in order to give full play to the deliciousness of the ingredients. This uneven thickness can easily cause the taste of each piece of sashimi to be different.

This is a taboo for top chefs, and a real top chef should not make this kind of knife mistake.

"You can't hold your knife steadily?" Ye Feng looked at You Yangyun and said.

His Ninth-Rank Transformation has been turned on to the maximum, and he felt that the devil energy in You Yangyun's body was erratic, as if it was about to be extinguished.

This also means that his life is coming to an end.

Ye Feng didn't understand why the Queen Mother of the West sent such a dying monster to kill him, and he didn't seem to have the ability to kill.

You Yangyun smiled, very relieved: "I always thought that you were a layman in cooking.

But I didn't expect that among so many top chefs and top judges in the audience, you are the No.1 one who can see that I can't hold the knife steadily. "

"Why?" Ye Feng asked with burning eyes.

You Yangyun raised his head and looked at the sky, "Forget it, since you have already seen it, then here it is!
I'm used to the stage and the camera, this last time, let's end with these..."

"I think it's not that he can't hold the knife steadily, but that he didn't want to cook the last dish, right?" Zhuge Ming suddenly appeared on the stage, pulling a man who was only surrounded by a rag behind him.

"If my guess is correct, your last dish is to make a human broth?"

As soon as these words came out, a flash of lightning suddenly flashed in the originally gloomy sky, followed by rumbling thunder.

The audience stared with bated breath, not knowing what was going on, as if they were watching a drama.

You Yangyun looked at Zhuge Ming, then at the man, and nodded in agreement: "That's right.

However, I couldn't hold the knife steadily, so I gave up. "

"You caught the man three days ago. At that time, your knife should be more stable than now, right?
Why was he still cooking just now, but he didn't make this human broth? "Zhuge Ming still forced to ask.

"Do you need to speak so clearly?" You Yangyun laughed.

"Say it, you may still be alive." Ye Feng said coldly.

"In that case, does Tianshi Ye like listening to stories?

How about I tell you a story? "

You Yangyun was still looking at the sky, which was already covered with dark clouds.

"Up to you." Ye Feng replied.

You Yangyun ripped off the microphone on his body to prevent everyone in the audience from hearing what he said.

Because this story will exceed everyone's understanding of themselves.

He said lightly:

"I was not a demon before, but a person.

Born in the south of the Yangtze River, the town I grew up in was called Linjiangwu, and the river that passed through the city was called Linjiang.

I was picked up by Master from the forest river.

Of course, you must have never heard of this place name, because it was really too long ago.

Master runs a small inn in Linjiangwu, the guests are boatmen and coolies on the wharf, and what they sell are buns, flatbreads, coarse wheat noodles and other foods that can satisfy hunger.

But people said, don't look at Master's downfall now, he was the top chef in the capital back then, and rich people sent eight palanquins to invite him every day, just to have a feast cooked by him.

How could such a character be willing to cook food that is only enough to satisfy his hunger in such a small place?Everyone finds it incredible.

Some people said that the master had offended the powerful because of his pride in his talent, so he had to take refuge in this rural place as a last resort.

Some people also said that the master was dating a lady from a rich family, but on the night of the elopement, the lady confessed to her father because she was afraid. As a result, the lady's family set up a trap and covered him with a fishing net when he climbed over the wall. It hurt him, broke his five fingers on his right hand, and made him unable to hold a kitchen knife for life, so he couldn't cook the peerless delicacies back then.

You also know that the nature of gossip in human beings is not developed overnight.

When I was young, I didn't understand these things, and I was very proud of my master. At that time, I still called him dad, and told the boys in the dock that my dad was the most capable person in the world.

But the boys who knew something laughed at me and said, your father just couldn't get along in the capital, so he fled here like a dog!
I didn't believe it, so I ran back and asked the master, "Father, dad, they said you escaped here because you couldn't stay in the capital, and they bullied me!"

Master was silent for a moment, then smiled and patted my head and said, "The capital city is not a good place, do we have to stay there?
They bully you, so you have to work harder and inherit your father's ability to cook. Dad's hands can't hold knives, but you still have slender hands!
Hold the knife and cook well, and tell everyone that we are capable people! "

From that day on, Master began to teach me cooking skills, and from that day on, I stopped calling him Dad and changed my name to Master.

In the profession of chef, master and apprentice are like father and son. To inherit the master's craft is also to inherit the master's inn. The relationship between master and apprentice is no worse than that of father and son.

Kneading noodles, kneading steamed buns, seasoning, making soup... I started from the most basic crafts. The master said that I did not expect that I had the talent to be a chef. When I was 13 years old, I mastered all the techniques in the inn up.

However, I always feel that something is missing, so I try to find out what is missing...

I used my own method to find what I was missing..."

(End of this chapter)