The tofu is soft and has a faint bean fragrance. Shi Yu took a deep breath, concentrated his energy, and began to cut the tofu.
Her speed was not fast, and the people around saw that the cut tofu seemed to be able to flow like a cloud.
"Isn't this mashed into soy milk?" Gan Ping said, he saw thicker soy milk like this before.
Shi Yu didn't answer the words, and the knife in his hand didn't stop.
Shi Yu put down the knife when he cut until there was only one finger-wide piece of tofu left.
"Please pour me a bowl of water."
A bowl filled with clear water was brought over. Shi Yu put those cloud-shaped tofu into a bowl, and stirred it with his fingers, and saw that the cloud quickly dispersed, one by one, as thin as a hair, and it was fine to pierce it with a needle. can be worn in.
Gan Ping's eyeballs almost fell off, "It's still like this!" As he said, he was also eager to try.
As for the people around, they were also very surprised, and they all wanted to see if they could do it. Anyway, everyone was carrying weapons with them, so they flocked to the restaurant next door.
The owner of the restaurant thought that the delicious food in his house made the business boom, and was happy, but when he heard that everyone came to buy tofu, he suddenly felt a little bit pained.
So he asked, "What do you buy tofu for?"
"Shred."
"Shred?" The restaurant owner became curious.
But after seeing all kinds of horrible tofu they cut, they chose to give up.
At the same time, those students were also sighing, "It seems that I am still not good at cultivation, otherwise why can't I even cut a tofu well?"
At the same time, shredded tofu has been popular in colleges for a long time. Even students who later learned knife skills regarded it as one of the compulsory homework.
In fact, Shiyu was still a little dissatisfied with the shredded tofu he had cut, as it was not uniform enough, and many of them were broken. But this should be no problem if you contact me a few times.
Thinking about it, she found a pot from the back of the kitchen, ready to make something to eat. Halfway through, Gan Ping saw it and said, "I heard that you cooked a very delicious dish in the bamboo forest yesterday. What kind of dish is that?"
"Bamboo tube chicken." Shi Yu didn't hide it, "but it's more troublesome. It's okay to make it for ourselves, but it's not very good to sell on a large scale."
"Is it related to the sword technique?" Gan Ping was more concerned about this. He found that with Shi Yu, he could find a new way to practice sword skills.
"Yes, deboning. Remove the bones without damaging the skin of the chicken. You can think about it."
While the two were talking, Shi Yu had already brought a chicken and re-demonstrated the process of making bamboo tube chicken yesterday. It's just that the ingredients this time are not as good as yesterday. The water is ordinary well water, and the medicinal materials have been replaced with decades-old medicines.
Wrapped in a dark blue fire and simmered, the fragrance will come out after a quarter of an hour. After it was fully cooked, Shiyu put the soup in a soup cup, and left all the rest to Ganping.
"I'm going to class first." Shi Yu said.
While waving at her, Gan Ping tore off a chicken wing. The bone-removed chicken was stewed so crispy that it didn't have the woody texture of ordinary chicken, and the plump soup had bursts of medicinal aroma.
Gan Ping was about to cry. He felt that if he went on like this, he was afraid that he would fall into the cravings, and he would never be able to climb out again.
He ate the chicken while weeping, and cried, "It's delicious!"
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When he came to the classroom, Shiyu was warmly greeted by everyone. Someone asked about the mangosteen forest yesterday, and someone asked her what she cooked so deliciously. Shi Yu prevaricates everything.
As he was walking towards his seat, he saw Liu Shiyi stopped him, and asked with a frown, "What did my great-grandfather tell you yesterday?"
Grandpa
He and Liu Yi are actually in the same family.
Shi Yu looked at his slightly young and handsome face, and said, "You should ask your great-grandfather about this." Seeing that he would continue to ask, she immediately answered, "I won't tell you if you ask me, after all, he is chasing after you." It would be shameful for me to be his apprentice."
Liu Shishi immediately widened his eyes, "How is this possible?"
"Believe it or not."
After dismissing Liu Shishi, Shi Yu came to his seat. Wen Xian has already arrived and is meditating. Hearing movement next to him, he opened his eyes.
"You're awake, come here, Uncle Gan asked me to bring it for you." Shi Yu put the soup cup in front of him, "Hurry up and drink it while it's hot."
Wen Xian smiled, "Thank you."
"Hey, don't thank me. Uncle Gan said, if you are free, you can go to the soup shop to help at noon. A contribution point at 50 noon. I think you can try it. It's not good to practice all the time , there must be Zhang and Chi. And the contribution points can also be exchanged for pills in the Treasure Building."
Wen Xian didn't speak for a while, just drinking the soup with his head down. He remained silent until Shi Yu thought he was unwilling, then he opened his mouth, "Okay." His voice was slightly hoarse, as if he had accepted the kindness.
Shi Yu breathed a sigh of relief, she had a good impression of Wen Xian, who was poor but persistent and ungrateful.
And there is a bit of a second child in him. I don't know how the old and the young at home are doing now.
Shi Yu found that she was homesick.
After a whole morning of cultivation, Shiyu finally realized the feeling that the transformation alchemy state was ten times harder than the Qi Condensation stage. She calmed down and practiced all morning, but she felt that she had hardly made any progress.
After she explained this doubt to Fat Mao, Fat Mao concluded: "Youlan Huo is too weak. You don't need a good cultivation method, as long as Huo is good."
After getting this answer, Shiyu became more eager to conquer the nine dishes.
Open the menu, the third dish needs to be practiced diligently. As for the fourth dish, Shi Yu looked at it and was overjoyed. Because this dish was one of her favorite dishes in her previous life, but she rarely ate it. Because there are very few good ones, and the price is very expensive. As a poor and lower-middle peasant, she couldn't afford it.
After sharpening the knife, she practiced Yun Si Geng all day in the attic, and finally met Fa Mao's requirements in front of the next day, and she was ready to make the next dish.
After picking a bunch of fresh fish from the outside and putting them in the pond, Lin Fan walked over and said to her, "It's Senior Sister Xue's birthday tonight, we should probably go there."
Shi Yu saw that Lin Fan was still wearing black clothes, so he didn't bother to buy a dress, he just took a shower and changed into a light green chest-length skirt, and simply tied his hair in a bun. Let's go together.
Xue Qingge is the proud daughter of the Xue family, many people came to congratulate her on her birthday. While looking at this antique Chinese-style garden house, Shi Yu thought, she will also build such a house for her grandpa and the others to live in in the future.
Not to mention how lively the atmosphere inside was, after the servants who led the way knew that it was Lin Fan and the others, they immediately led the two of them inside.
"Our lady said that if Mr. Lin comes, I will take you to see her directly."
Regarding Xue Qingge's arrangement, Lin Fan showed a smile on his face.
When they went around the screen and came to the flower hall behind, they saw Xue Qingge sitting there. She is the protagonist today, needless to say about her attire, Shi Yu can feel that she is glowing all over, no matter where she goes, she is the focus of everyone's attention.
And beside her, there were many people chatting. Judging by the way he speaks, he should be someone who has a good relationship with him.
As if feeling something in his heart, Xue Qingge swept towards the door, and when he saw Lin Fan, a smile flashed across his face, "You've come." Then he introduced to everyone: "This is the Lin Fan you've always been curious about Fan."
Everyone else had heard of Lin Fan, and they were both curious and disdainful.
At this moment, a girl next to her with Xue Qingge on her arm looked at Shiyu, covered her nose and said in disgust, "Who is this guy? Why does he smell like fish? It smells so bad!"