delicious master

Chapter 70 Failure and Success

There is no familiar chopping board sound. The biggest feature of chrysanthemum tofu is that it is made quietly.

Because a perfect chrysanthemum can bloom only when the whole piece of tofu is kept intact, the kitchen knife must not be able to cut to the end or touch the chopping board when shredding.

Naturally, there will no longer be such rhythmic tapping sounds.

The kitchen knife stopped. Tang Xiaokang looked at the cracked tofu with a calm expression and silently threw the failed product into the swill bucket.

The slop bucket was specially drawn out by my father for him to use. I heard that Tang Xiaokang was practicing knife skills recently. Comrade Tang Qingbo had this brand new slop bucket sent over the next day.

It is certain that knife practice wastes ingredients, and how many chefs have come from this step.

But for the current Tang family, these ingredients cannot be wasted, at least Erya in the village still needs him.

I heard from my father that the pig growth in the whole village is not good this year. It may be affected by the swine fever outside.

Regarding this point, everyone in the Tang family was immediately excited. At this moment, Erya's weight has increased significantly under the intensive care of Tang Qingbo and Tang Xiaokang father and son.

The gap with Da Ya is not much, if you work hard for a few years, maybe Er Ya's weight can catch up with Da Ya, and she will be perfect for the New Year's Eve.

Next year, the honorable title of Da Ya will go to the Tang family.

For this point, the old man Tang Youwei was very concerned.

After all, he has been raising pigs for almost seven or eight years. Since returning to the village, he found that raising pigs is more suitable for him. Comrade Tang Youwei puts a lot of attention on his piglets every year.

The yield and quality of pork are naturally increasing year by year.

But no matter how hard Comrade Tang Youwei tried, he still couldn't surpass Aunt Li next door in the ability to raise pigs, and he could only maintain the title of Erya for a few years.

This point made the old man who had been proud for a lifetime very unconvinced, and finally had the opportunity to catch up this year.

I heard that the old man has been planning nutritious meals for Erya every day after he got news of Da Ya. Last time I talked to grandma, I heard that Er Ya's butt is already fat and greasy.

This made the grandson who had never enjoyed such treatment sighed again and again.

Throwing tofu into the swill bucket, Tang Xiaokang has adapted to this operation for several days.

Chrysanthemum tofu is very difficult, no matter the requirements for speed, strength and precision are very high, as long as one of them is wrong, it will lead to the incompleteness of a chrysanthemum.

He took out another box of tofu, broke the shell, cut into circles, and poured water on the knife...

Tang Xiaokang repeated the steps just now, moved again, and the tofu cracked again.

Throw it away, that new tofu, start again...

Crack, crack, crack, time out, time out, crack, time out, crack...

Countless repetitions, countless exercises.

Years of continuous failures gave Tang Xiaokang a good advantage, a stable mentality.

Tang Xiaokang can even proudly say that there is no chef in this world who can beat him mentally.

After all, for a person who has failed in cooking skills for ten years, his will is harder than tempered steel. So far, Tang Xiaokang can't imagine how he can persevere.

Looking back on the past ten years, damn it, it was too miserable...

It is really sad for the listeners and tears for the listeners.

In one day, Tang Xiaokang failed to meet the standard once, and he filled the whole slop bucket with tofu. I don't know if Erya will vomit the tofu tonight.

After closing time, Tang Xiaokang doesn't need to carry melon up now. Every time it's time, the little guy can follow Tang Xiaokang up to the second floor on time, and he is more active than eating every day.

Of course, Tang Xiaokang would not admit that it was because the winter melon was so heavy that he didn't want to hug it anymore.

Every time Tang Xiaokang holds the little guy in his arms, he always feels that he is holding a pig's head. The weight is very suitable.

After washing up on the second floor, Tang Xiaokang lay down on the bed. Hundreds of practice failures a day did not bring him the slightest discouragement.

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After getting up the next day, everything was as usual. After preparing everything, Tang Xiaokang started to prepare tofu again.

The progress needs to be accelerated, and the time is getting more and more urgent. The most important part of chrysanthemum tofu is not the tofu, but the cooking of the soup, which is very similar to Wensi tofu.

In fact, for every clear soup dish, his focus is always on the soup.

So when the time comes, the practice of clear soup will definitely take more time than chrysanthemum tofu.

Tang Xiaokang knows how to make soup, and he even has a certain experience in how to perfectly blend chrysanthemum tofu with a bowl of clear soup.

But the craft of making soup is always easy to get started, but difficult to do well.

If you want to learn a bowl of soup, you just need to learn more and practice more, and you will be able to get started soon.

But you want this bowl of soup to sit so that people can't fault it, to make people full of praise, to linger and remember him for a lifetime.

But it is a very difficult thing. A perfect clear soup requires constant trials and changes.

Everyone has their own ideas, and everyone has their own creativity. A master who really knows how to make soup will basically not make the same bowl of soup. Even if they are similar, there will still be differences.

Tang Xiaokang doesn't need to think about these things yet, the most important thing for him at the moment is to practice this chrysanthemum tofu.

Tang Xiaokang often hides in the back kitchen to practice, so that the diners in Dongju recently found that they can’t see the chef. Every time Tang Xiaokang cooks for them, he just hides in the back kitchen and cannot come out, not in the lobby like usual Talk with everyone, chat.

Many people thought that something happened to Tang Xiaokang, and they were a little worried.

"Master Tang, why haven't you seen anyone recently? Has something happened?"

Hong Tao, who was more familiar with Tang Xiaokang, had already discovered this situation. After finishing his own salt-baked chicken, he couldn't help asking Tang Xiaokang.

These words soon caught the attention of the diners around, and all of them pricked up their ears and paid close attention.

"Something happened? Nothing happened?"

Looking at Hong Tao and the diners around him strangely, Tang Xiaokang finally realized that he hadn't appeared in the lobby for a long time in order to make chrysanthemum tofu.

No wonder these guys think too much, and some want to laugh, but the relationship between everyone still warms Tang Xiaokang's heart.

"It's nothing. I'm practicing knife skills recently. I can't waste time. It must seem that I don't have time!"

Smiling and explaining to Hong Tao, everyone's faces were all the same as before, but afterward, everyone saw that Tang Xiaokang's eyes were filled with reverence.

No wonder Master Tang's culinary skills can be so outstanding, so hard training, such honed cooking skills, can't it be amazing!

(End of this chapter)