Heavenly Gourmet

"What? I watched?"

Lin Xin blinked her eyes, somewhat confused.

"Of course, because only you, mom, have this ability."

Lin Hai nodded and said slowly.

"Okay, but it's too early to talk about this now. You need to win the provincial food competition first. If you can't even win the provincial food competition, it will be extremely difficult to enter the Guangming Food Association."

Lin Xin's expression turned serious and she spoke to Lin Hai.

"Don't worry, I am quite confident in the provincial food competition. Although there are many strong contestants participating in this competition, you have seen my strength, mom. I will definitely not lose."

Lin Hai's eyes were full of confidence, and he obviously felt that he was now invincible.

Lin Xin, who was standing by, saw Lin Hai's state and frowned slightly: "Lin Hai, if you say confidence, it's a good thing, but if it's blind confidence, it's not a good thing."

"Mom, I know what you said. You see, I have opened a restaurant now, and there are many diners. They all come for my cooking skills. So even if my cooking skills are not the best, they should not be too bad."

Lin Hai shook his head, seemingly disagreeing with what his mother said.

Lin Xin's brows were getting more and more furrowed. She stared at Lin Hai. After a while, she slowly said, "How about this, you and I have a match, and we'll let Xiao Chang be the referee, how about that?"

"What?"

This time it was Lin Hai's turn to be shocked. He looked at Lin Xin and seemed to find that Lin Xin was not joking.

"what happened?"

Lin Xindao.

"No, Mom, why do you want to compete with me?"

Lin Hai's face was full of confusion.

"Because I want to see your strength."

Lin Xin was still very steady and spoke gently, but the domineering tone in her words made people feel as if they were seeing a superior.

"Mom, are you kidding me?"

Lin Hai still couldn't quite believe it. He didn't even have the courage to compete with Lin Xin in cooking.

"Auntie, do you want to compete with Lin Hai in cooking?"

Chang'e was also a little puzzled. When she came here, what she saw most was enemies competing in cooking skills, and she rarely saw people competing with each other.

"There is no other reason. I just want to see how strong you are."

Lin Xin hesitated for a moment and spoke slowly.

"OK then."

Lin Hai thought about it for a while and realized that his mother was serious, so he agreed immediately. However, he didn't quite understand why his mother wanted to compete with him in the cooking competition. Did he say something wrong?

That's impossible. I didn't say much.

"Come on, let's go to the kitchen."

Lin Xin stood up and wanted to go to the kitchen. A look of panic appeared on Lin Hai's face, as if there was some secret in the kitchen.

"what happened?"

Seeing Lin Hai's appearance, Lin Xin turned her head and looked at him with some confusion.

"It's okay, let's go."

Lin Hai immediately returned to normal and said to Lin Xin, "It's okay, mom. Go in."

Lin Xin nodded and walked into the kitchen.

Seeing the very clean environment in the kitchen, Lin Xin was stunned at first, then looked at the kitchen utensils.

"These kitchen utensils are so good?"

Lin Xin looked at Lin Hai and said, "Where did you get these kitchen utensils? They are almost all very good kitchen utensils, even better than the knives I saw at the Guangming Food Festival. Are these all yours?"

"Yes, Mom. These are all mine. In addition to these competitions, I also participated in some other competitions, but I didn't tell you. Some of them were won, and some were given to me by others."

Lin Hai knew that he must not tell Lin Xin about what happened in Heaven, otherwise, things would get serious.

At the very least, there is no way that the people from the Bright Gourmet Club would let him go.

Not to mention that he is not qualified to challenge Guangming Gourmet Club now.

"I see. OK, let's do this. This time we'll make Mapo Tofu."

Lin Xin thought about it, then said with a smile.

"Mapo tofu? Mom, are you serious?"

He naturally knew what Mapo Tofu was. It is one of the simplest dishes in Sichuan cuisine. On the first day he opened his shop, he made Mapo Tofu, which was loved by many people at that time.

In other words, his Mapo Tofu has almost reached perfection.

Therefore, there is a high probability that Lin Xin will not be better than herself.

"How about it?"

Lin Xin looked into Lin Hai's eyes and asked.

"Of course, Mom."

Lin Hai pointed to the kitchen utensils beside him and said slowly: "These are all usable, Mom, you can choose for yourself."

Lin Xin nodded: "If that's the case, let's get started."

Lin Hai took out two pieces of tofu of similar size, then looked at Lin Xin.

Lin Xin ignored Lin Hai, took a piece of tofu, then picked up the kitchen knife and made some knife moves. At this moment, she gave people the feeling that she was no longer the image of a loving mother, but instead, that of a seasoned chef.

"What is the purpose of my mother and I competing in cooking?"

Lin Hai did not move. Instead, a look of doubt appeared on his face.

It stands to reason that my mother would never do something without intention, not to mention that she hasn't held a kitchen knife for a long time, but it seems that she is still very determined.

what on earth is it?

After thinking for a long time, Lin Hai still couldn't figure it out, so he had to give up.

After all, I can't refuse this competition.

Taking a deep breath, Lin Hai picked up a kitchen knife, and after dancing with it a few times, he picked up a piece of tofu and started processing it.

While he was processing the tofu, he glanced at Lin Xin and found that Lin Xin's expression did not change, but the kitchen knife in his hand was like magic, constantly cutting, and the movements were so fast that it was dazzling.

"My mother is so powerful."

Lin Hai's throat rolled over. If his mother had not been a chef, she might have become the best gourmet in China now.

Because, whether it is movement or speed, Lin Xin's is much more perfect than his own. Even with the help of divine power, he is no match for Lin Xin now.

At a certain moment, Lin Xin and Lin Hai cut the tofu into cubes of about two centimeters. Then, they all picked up the pot, added water and a little salt into the pot, and when the water in the pot began to boil, Lin Hai and the other person put the tofu in at the same time, and then quickly took it out.

This step is to remove the bean smell in the tofu. If the bean smell in the tofu is not effectively removed, the Mapo Tofu will be ruined when the cooking starts.

After simply blanching the tofu, Lin Hai and Lin Xin took out the fermented black beans and chopped them, cut the garlic sprouts into small pieces, and chopped the ginger into fine pieces.

After doing all this, Lin Hai looked at Lin Xin again and found that the latter's speed was almost the same as his.

Lin Hai actually broke out in a rare sweat on his forehead. He didn't expect that his mother's cooking skills were still so amazing even though she hadn't used them for many years.

Lin Xin didn't have the same idea as Lin Hai. She just concentrated on cooking her dishes, and it looked like she was fiddling with a work of art.

Lin Hai took a deep breath, knowing that now was not the time to talk or think about these things, so he put all the condiments aside.

The next step is to make the beef filling. The authentic Mapo Tofu must use beef filling instead of pork filling. Pork will affect the taste of Mapo Tofu to a certain extent. He took out a piece of high-quality beef, then took a knife, held the knife with both hands, and kept chopping the beef. After a while, a piece of beef became a pile of fillings.

Lin Xin naturally knew that beef was much better than pork when making Mapo Tofu. She did not rashly chop the stuffing like Lin Hai did, but studied the grain of the beef and continued processing along the grain of the beef.

Soon, the beef in front of the two people was stuffed.

Lin Hai picked up the pot carefully, turned on the stove, heated the bottom of the pot, and poured in some peanut oil.

After a while, wisps of smoke began to emerge from the peanut oil, and a small number of bubbles began to boil at the bottom of the oil.

After the oil temperature reached a certain level, Lin Hai suddenly poured the chopped beef filling into it, and finally stirred it continuously with a spoon.

The originally dark brown beef soon turned golden brown after being cooked at high temperature. Lin Hai quickly put the bean paste into the beef, and finally added chopped black beans, minced ginger, and chili powder according to the standards of a plate of mapo tofu.

As Lin Hai stir-fried, a fragrance wafted around and finally spread throughout the room.

This is not the end. After Lin Hai fried the beef in the pot, he poured in the broth that he had prepared in advance, and then put the tofu that had been blanched in water into it.

After finishing all this, Lin Hai looked up at his watch.

Three minutes. It takes three minutes to steam the Mapo Tofu.

Only three minutes is the perfect time.

Then, Lin Hai looked at his mother, who was taking the same steps as him, but did not look at the watch. Instead, she closed her eyes and carefully felt the tofu in the broth.

Three minutes later, Lin Hai turned down the stove, and finally added soy sauce, garlic sprouts, sugar and salt, and finally took out a bowl of starch to thicken the sauce.

As these seasonings were put into the pot, the aroma became stronger, and a feeling of feasting on the food arose in his heart.

success!

Then, Lin Hai served the plate of Mapo Tofu and sprinkled it with pepper powder and chopped green onions.

A plate of exquisite Mapo Tofu is successful at this moment.