Chapter 712 Pearl Tofu

"In my territory, even a tiger must lie down, and even a dragon must be coiled by me!"

A ray of sunlight broke through and fell on Yang Ming's face, as if covering him with a layer of gold sand, sparkling and giving him a convincing aura.

For some reason, Deidara's originally impetuous heart suddenly calmed down!

Yes, I have a boss protecting me, what am I afraid of?

Yang Ming's words immediately dispelled Deidara's worries and allowed him to look at the problem with new eyes and a new angle.

Now, Deidara is no longer a member of the Xiao organization, but an employee of Yang Ming's store!

In the city of gourmet food, in this skyscraper, Yang Ming once used a system prop to make this place his absolute domain.

Even if God comes, you still have to kneel down!

Even if Otsutsuki Momoshiki is invincible and I am the only one in the world, I still have to kneel when I come!

This is Yang Ming’s confidence!

After Yang Ming comforted Deidara, he quickly returned to the kitchen to work.

As the time for the start of the World's No. 1 Martial Arts Tournament approaches, more and more powerful people have come to Yang Ming's shop to enjoy the delicious food while waiting.

In the kitchen.

Bai took the menu ordered by the latest customer and said:

"Boss, Xiaonan, the guest at table 3, wants a piece of pearl tofu."

Pearl tofu is also a dish in the Manchu-Han banquet.

However, when Yang Ming heard the name Xiaonan, he always felt familiar, but he was too busy now and he didn't have time to think deeply.

Yang Ming took out the tofu that had been prepared. Compared with the tofu made by ordinary people, there may be something like alum added to it. The water used in the tofu made by Yang Ming was clear water from a small stream. The pearls are ground into powder and added in. The tofu made is particularly smooth and tender, as crystal clear as the skin of a thirteen or fourteen year old girl.

Yang Ming touched it slightly with his fingers, and the tofu trembled up and down like jelly, and the skin was quite elastic.

Whether it is cutting tofu into cubes or heating the bottom of a pot, Yang Ming's movements are like running water and very smooth. It does not look like he is doing something low-level, and it gives people a pleasing enjoyment.

It's like dancing.

Yes, just like dancing, if you break down each of Yang Ming's movements one by one, you will find that one point more is too much and one point less is too little.

Yang Ming actually eliminated all unnecessary movements, leaving only the most essential parts.

Concise and convenient!

Just like the most rigorous machine in operation, every action is the result of countless times of hard work, comparable to a textbook example!

Hiss, snap.

When the iron pot was burned black and the golden cooking oil was put into the pot, there was an unusual sound, and then a smell of cooking oil wafted out.

Yang Ming skillfully scalded the oil, so that the periphery of the iron pan was covered with a little oil to prevent the tofu from sticking to the pan, and also allowed the cold cooking oil to heat up quickly and become piping hot.

it's time!

Yang Ming picked up the cut tofu and poured it into the iron pot with a splash.

Crackling! Crackling!

The tofu contains a little moisture. When the water enters the oil pan, it suddenly explodes like firecrackers, and bubbles billow on the top of the oil pan.

In an instant, a flame rose up, over the tofu, and covered it.

If it were a newbie, he would have already panicked and would have planned to extinguish the flames on the iron pot first.

But Yang Ming is different!

He grabbed the handle of the pot with his left hand and suddenly used force to scald the tofu.

Like a whirlpool in the sea, pieces of white and tender tofu swirled in the oil pan, and with the faint fragrance of tofu, the rising flames gradually dissipated.

At this time, just like a girl's eighteenth change, a girl's appearance will definitely change when she grows up. The white tofu suddenly changed and was dyed with a thin layer of golden color, which looked very beautiful.

At this time, Yang Ming took the tofu out of the oil pan.

Yang Ming didn't waste any time in this process, and the fragrant tofu landed on the plate!

After that, Yang Ming first cut the pork into pieces, and then he slashed it with great force, as if he was chopping up a Japanese enemy with a big knife. With the sound of the knife falling, he chopped the pork into meat sauce, and then placed it on top of the neatly arranged fried tofu, as if Steam in the steamer.

The dish of pearl tofu is just tofu on the surface, but in fact it needs pork as a supporting role to add flavor to it.

Otherwise, it would just be a vegetarian dish like tofu, and there would be no deliciousness at all.

As the steam evaporates, the pork is cooked, the tofu is brewing, and the aroma is concentrating!

Soon, when the vegetables inside were cooked, Yang Ming took them out of the steamer and sprinkled some green scallions on them. The tofu was yellow and white, and the pork was dark in color. It looked very layered and made people feel like it. My eyes lit up and my appetite suddenly whetted.

Smelling the wafting fragrance, A Fei lowered his head silently, turned his appetite into grief and anger, and washed the dishes vigorously.

With a suffocating expression of dissatisfaction, Luo gritted his teeth and walked out of the kitchen to take a breath of fresh air. Otherwise, he would keep smelling the fragrance but not being able to eat. He really wanted to die!

When Bai took the food from Yang Ming and walked out of the kitchen holding the plate, Xiaonan smelled the aroma of pork mixed with tofu from a distance. It was very rich and delicious.

Bai was like a flawless waiter, skilled and experienced, and said in a friendly manner:

"Guest, this is the pearl tofu you asked for. Please use it slowly."

"If you need anything else, please feel free to call me."

The spring breeze-like attitude brought up a pleasant fragrance, which made Xiao Nan feel filled with emotion.

It really deserves to be Yang Ming’s store! Even the waiters are so classy!

Xiao Nan glanced at Shiro with a grateful look, and then looked at the delicacy.

Pearl tofu seems to be very simple to make and has a very ordinary appearance, but it is low-key and not low-end. It is full of the taste of a chef who has delved into food.

The cube-shaped tofu at the bottom has become stronger due to frying, and can well support the pork on top, instead of sinking under the pressure of gravity.

The light and light flavor of chives, mixed with the rich flavor of pork and tofu, makes people twitch their fingers and make them quite appetizing.

Gulu!

To be honest, Xiao Nan swallowed.

This was her first time to come to Yang Ming's shop. She didn't have the opportunity to taste the food during the last food auction, but now she can finally fulfill her wish.

Picking up the chopsticks and picking up a piece of tofu with the pork on the plate, Xiaonan opened her red lips slightly, revealing her white teeth, and swallowed it in one bite.

Xiaonan closed her eyes slightly, chewed her food thoroughly, and tasted the food cooked by Yang Ming with her heart.

Xiao Nan frowned sometimes, and sometimes relaxed her brows.