MTL - A Mouthful of Sky-high Fried Rice, Lao Tang Apprenticed on the Spot-Chapter 89 Get promoted and get rich

  Chapter 89 Promotion and fortune

  Hearing this, Liu Yifei first turned to look at Li Yi, and seeing Li Yi nodding, she happily said: "It can be done, please sit down first, wait a moment, drink some tea, the dishes will be ready in a while."

   As she spoke, she called the family of three to sit down, and Liu Yun hurried to get cups and prepare to make tea.

  Li Yi clapped his hands, turned around and went back to the kitchen to start preparing dishes.

   When the first customer came to the door, Huang Xiaoming was very nervous. After greeting him outside, he ran into the kitchen and asked, "Li Yi, do you want to help?"

   "No, you just need to greet the outside."

  Li Yi waved his hand.

  Among these dishes, tofu in salt water, dried tofu mixed with sauce and Taishan Sanmei soup are all simple, and the ingredients are all ready, so they can be brilliant at hand.

   Only Qilin offering blessings is more troublesome, and it takes a little effort, but no one else can help, so Li Yi can only do it himself.

   "One piece of northern tofu, three pieces of southern tofu, and one piece of dry tofu, go get them."

  Li Yi gave Zhao Jinmai instructions, and quickly chopped green onions.

  Zhao Jinmai ran to the fresh-keeping cabinet quickly, and quickly brought tofu according to Li Yi's request.

   "Put it here, go get the hair vegetables."

   Li Yi signaled her to put down the tofu, then rinsed the knife, picked up the dried tofu, and cut it into long strips.

  Among these four dishes, the easiest to make is dried tofu mixed with sauce.

   Li Yi's soy sauce has already been boiled, so you can use it directly.

"is it this one?"

  Zhao Jinmai brought over a bag of dried seaweed that looked like hair, and asked Li Yi.

   "Well, find a plate, take out a piece of cake, and put it on the plate."

  When Li Yi took Zhao Jinmai to the farmer's market, he taught her how to identify hair vegetables.

"okay."

  Zhao Jinmai found a round porcelain plate, took out a round pancake-shaped hair dish from the bag, and placed it in the center of the plate.

   This hair dish is the A-grade product that Li Yi bought from the boss of Fujian Province in the market. It is clean and free of sediment, and it is also gathered into a round cake shape, which is convenient to use.

  Zhao Jinmai prepared the hair dish, and Li Yi also cut the dried tofu.

  He placed the square, dried tofu that looked like a long brick on top of the lettuce.

  First six, then seven, then eight, after two layers, it returned to seven.

  Like stacking building blocks, he arranged the dried tofu so that it was narrow at the bottom and wide at the middle, and then narrowed a little at the top.

  Looking at the shape of the dried tofu, Zhao Jinmai was a little hesitant, and couldn't help asking: "Brother Yi, the shape of the dried tofu seems a bit...a bit..."

  She didn't have the nerve to say it.

  But Li Yi knew what she wanted to say, so he said it for her: "Like a coffin, right?"

   "Ah yes!"

  Zhao Jinmai nodded embarrassedly.

   "Do you think this tofu coffin has been padded with hair vegetables?"

  Li Yi pointed to the base of the dried tofu and said with a smile, "This is called getting promoted and getting rich."

   "Oh, so there is a meaning!"

  Zhao Jinmai couldn't help covering her mouth and giggling.

   "Of course there is a moral. The dishes on the banquet are all exquisite. The different identities of the diners will also affect the shape of the dishes."

  Li Yi said with a smile: "In ancient times, if you really cooked for the emperor, you definitely couldn't put it in this shape. It would be a big treason."

  Zhao Jinmai asked curiously: "If this dish is served to the emperor, how should it be arranged?"

   "Swing vertically."

  Li Yi explained: "Cut it into the shape of bamboo, pour it with soy sauce, it is the South China Sea Purple Bamboo Forest, and put a tofu-carved Guanyin behind it, implying the blessing of Guanyin."

   "Wow! That sounds good!"

  Zhao Jinmai praised.

   Zheng Jun, who was helping to choose vegetables, couldn't help being amused when he heard this: "It's still the cooks who will fool the emperor. Cutting a few pieces of dried tofu is the blessing of Guanyin."

  Li Yi also smiled: "It is a person who wants to eat, and also wants to eat delicious food. The emperor is also a human being, so it is no exception."

   After speaking, he picked up the round spoon, scooped up a spoonful of soy sauce, and poured it on the dried tofu.

  Following that, he put the chopped green onion on top of the dried tofu, scooped up a spoonful of ancient pressed soybean oil with a frying spoon, heated it in a pot over high heat, and then poured it on the chopped green onion.

   Zila!

  The flavor of chopped green onion mixed with the original flavor of compound soy sauce, as well as the bean flavor of dried tofu and soybean oil diffused together. Zhao Jinmai took a deep breath and exclaimed: "Wow! It smells so good!"

  Zheng Jun was also attracted by the scent, and looked over curiously: "It smells pretty good."

   "All right."

  Li Yi raised his hand and pressed the food delivery bell: "Serve!"

"coming!"

  Qin Lan hurried over upon hearing the sound, ready to serve the dishes.

   Approaching the kitchen door, she held her breath.

  The childhood memories in her mind made her particularly sensitive to the beany smell of tofu.

  She is very afraid of smelling the beany smell of tofu. Once she smells it, she will feel sick.

   Therefore, she planned to hold her breath on the way to serve, so as not to lose her composure when she smelled the smell of beans.

   But when she came to the dining outlet, she was dumbfounded when she saw the trembling dried tofu on the plate.

  The dried tofu is arranged in a shape that is narrow at the bottom and wide at the middle, which is not good at first glance.

   If it falls down, the arrangement will be ruined.

  Seeing her coming, Li Yi warned: "Be careful when carrying it, don't let it collapse."

   Sure enough.

  Qin Lan felt a little troubled, but in front of the camera, she still responded: "Oh."

  The sound of oh made her discouraged, and subconsciously took a small breath of air.

   It's over!

   There was a thump in her heart.

  If this smells beany, it will be over.

  However, a scent of chopped green onion faintly entered her nasal cavity, adhered to her nasal mucosa, and gently stimulated her olfactory nerves.

Eh? The onion smell is quite fragrant, and it doesn't seem to smell bean flavor.

   But she didn't dare to bet on whether the next bite would smell beany.

  So, she continued to hold her breath, carefully carried the plate, and walked to the front hall.

   But holding such a trembling plate of dried tofu, she couldn't walk fast at all, so she could only move in small steps.

  Besides, her heartbeat became a little faster because of the tension, and her oxygen consumption was even greater.

   There is a distance of 20 meters from the back hall to the front hall. When she walked more than ten meters, she couldn't hold back anymore.

  No choice, she had to take a small breath carefully.

  Suddenly, a smell of green onion mixed with sauce and beans was inhaled into her lungs.

  End...eh?

  She was startled at first, but turned into surprise in an instant.

  In this taste, there is no beany smell that makes her sick as she imagined, but a strong nutty bean flavor, just like the nut cakes sold in cake shops.

  How could it taste like this?

   She sniffed again with some doubts, but there was still only the smell of beans, not the smell of beans.

  This tofu seems to be different.

  She was still in front of the camera, and before she had time to think about it, she brought the dish to the guests and put it on the table: "This is dried tofu mixed with sauce, please use it slowly."

  The middle-aged woman looked at the shape of the dried tofu, and was a little puzzled: "How can it be arranged like this?"

   "This is called getting promoted and getting rich, which has a good meaning."

  The middle-aged man laughed and said the meaning of the shape.

   As he spoke, he picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of dried tofu, put it in his mouth, chewed it lightly a few times, and exclaimed suddenly: "Hey! This dried tofu is delicious!"

"Yeah?"

  The middle-aged woman also picked up a piece in doubt, took a sip, her eyes lit up, and she called to her son: "Try it quickly, this is delicious!"

  Qin Lan watched from the side, feeling a little complicated.

  If it was the past, when she saw someone eating tofu, she would just avoid looking.

   But watching them eat this dried tofu mixed with sauce, she actually felt a little curious, and wanted to ask if this dried tofu was really so delicious.

   This is too weird!

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