When Yu Sheng walked out of the Star Building, the competition officially began.
After leading the two of them to the stove that had been prepared in advance, the waiter was about to bring the prepared ingredients when Mapo stopped.
"We are prepared ourselves." She said and asked the old man to carefully bring something up.
The cloth on top was opened, and a whole plate of slightly yellow tofu was arranged tightly but not loosely, with a vaguely attractive bean aroma.
There are always people selling "fish tofu" on the streets in Yangzhou City these days. Everyone is familiar with tofu, but this is the first time they have seen such exquisite tofu.
Gui Yidao and Shopkeeper Liu looked at each other and opened the cloth on the prepared tofu. It was as good as Yu Sheng's tofu.
This tofu is carefully ground by Xunweizhai using the best soybeans purchased from Daqin Renliang Team.
Even before the competition, it was already a close match, and everyone's interest couldn't help but increase.
Standing in front of the chopping board made of wooden stakes, Mapo and Gui Yidao looked at each other and raised their knives to cut the tofu at the same time.
Gui Yidao still had time to take a look at Mapo, and felt that her swordsmanship was much better than that of her master.
Mapo used boiling water to remove the bean paste, while Gui Yida showed an expression as if it was true. He had figured it out by himself.
Then chop the minced beef, stir-fry over medium heat until golden brown, take it out, and continue to stir-fry seasonings such as bean paste, black bean sauce and chili powder.
For a time, the entire Star Building was filled with an alluring aroma, and many people stood up and looked at the stove, impatiently waiting for the dishes to be cooked.
The manual procedures of the two are similar, but the speed is different. The fast one is Mapo, and the slow one is Guiyidao.
Zhou Dafu thought about it briefly and understood that Mapo only cooked this one dish all day long, but Gui Yi Dao did not, and because of the competition, he was more cautious.
Huang Xiaochu was also in Zhaixinglou. As soon as he saw the proportions of Mapo's seasonings, he knew that he had learned from Yu Sheng himself.
The tofu was put into the broth, and soon it reached the stage of reducing the juice. The two of them began to thicken the soup, making four cuts with Mapo, three cuts with Gui Knife, and then started the pot.
Soon the two plates of tofu were labeled and arranged before being placed in front of the distinguished guests.
First look at the shape. The two plates of Mapo Tofu are almost the same, bright red and attractive. The only difference is that one plate is the same size and the tofu is not flaky at all.
Zhou Dafu was measuring the food next to him and was surprised when he saw that both plates of mapo tofu were not very hot.
Yesterday, Yu Sheng said that Gui Yidao had shortcomings in this aspect, but now it has actually made up for it?
In fact, it was Gui Yidao who was lazy. There were many guests at Zhaixinglou every day, and they all ordered a portion of Mapo Tofu. He was too lazy to make it so exquisitely.
Aunt Wang tasted it first. She picked up a piece of tofu, chewed it carefully, rinsed her mouth and tasted another piece.
She tasted it very carefully, waited for a moment after her stomach dropped, and then pointed to the second dish and said, "I choose this one."
The sesame in this dish is different. The sesame in the pepper noodles complements the blanching of the tofu, while the other dish is a bit worse.
The two priests came up and were about to taste it when Zhou Dafu spoke up: "Shopkeeper Yu said that the mapo tofu dish is very special. You'd better savor it after you finish your meal."
The two priests were disdainful. After tasting each, they pointed directly to the other plate, which was exactly the opposite of Aunt Wang's.
It's not that the two of them are unconscionable, it's just that they don't care much about their appetites and can't tell the slightest difference, so they can sing the opposite tune with peace of mind.
Then three great wizards went up to taste it, and two of them followed the gods and pointed to the plate.
The last Great Wu Wushan was tasted slowly, and when the results were about to be given, a priest suddenly said: "Wait a minute!"
Wu Shan stopped and looked at the priest in confusion.
The priest looked solemn and puzzled, and he reminded Wu Shan, "Try it again carefully, and then savor it after it's gone."
Wu Shan was puzzled, but he followed his orders and took another bite of the dish that the two priests affirmed.
The tofu had just settled in my stomach and was waiting to be savored, when I suddenly felt a warmth rising in my belly, then flowing to my limbs and bones to nourish the whole body, making my body suddenly feel refreshed.
"This, this, this is spiritual power! Such pure spiritual power." Wu Shan said in surprise, pointing to the plate of tofu he just tasted.
The priest nodded. There was spiritual power in this ingredient, and it wasn't even a tiny bit. He didn't know who made this plate of tofu.
He raised his head and glanced at Mapo and Gui Yidao. Seeing Gui Yidao frowning, Mapo was confused.
Wushan chose the plate that Shenshi was sure of.
Aunt Wang was disdainful. It was obviously another plate of tofu that had spiritual powers, but no one else tasted it at this level.
The commander of the Jin Yiwei came on the scene. He was curious about the plate of mapo tofu with spiritual power that Wu Shan had tasted, so he tasted it first.
However, he still didn't see any spiritual power for a long time after falling into his stomach. He looked at Wushan inexplicably, tasted another plate, and after a while said: "I choose this one."
The commander of the Jinyi Guard smiled and said to the priest: "This plate of tofu has pure spiritual power."
The two priests were startled, then glanced sideways at Wushan.
Wu Shan drew his neck back. He had been negligent just now. The unpleasant spiritual power of the ingredients was emitted, and he had forgotten that it might be the spiritual power of another mapo tofu.
Chu You and Zhou Baichuan, who were behind, walked up to it and after tasting it, they chose the plate of Mapo Tofu with spiritual power.
This made Gui Yidao and Shopkeeper Liu look worse and worse, because they knew that Xunweizhai's Mapo Tofu had no spiritual power at all.
They thought of the fried vegetables at Yusheng Inn. The vegetables also contained weak spiritual power, but they were inconspicuous, so they didn't take them seriously.
To the experts present, those spiritual powers were so insignificant that they could not even be noticed.
But now the commander of Jinyiwei feels very comfortable, thinking that the mapo tofu is full of spiritual power.
Shopkeeper Liu clenched his fists. He didn't expect Shopkeeper Yu to use this killer move without coming.
After a circle of distinguished guests tasted it, most people chose the plate of Mapo Tofu with spiritual power.
When Bu Xiaomei finished tasting and made her decision, Gui Yidao suddenly said: "This is not fair!"
Everyone looked at him, and Gui Yidao took a step forward, "The cooking competition is about skills, not ingredients. Otherwise, we can just compare the quality of tofu."
As soon as the people present started talking, Bu Xiaomei blinked and said, "But in terms of taste, this dish also wins."
She took another bite: "This dish is hot and numb, which makes the tofu have an endless aftertaste in the mouth, and the tofu itself has a refreshing fragrance."
Bu Xiaomei pointed to another one with her chopsticks, "This dish was not thickened with enough heat and had a little too much water. So it can only be mixed with heavy gravy to cover up the taste of the tofu itself."
Zhou Jiuzhang came up and took the chopsticks from Bu Xiaomei's hand, took a bite of each of the two dishes, and quite agreed with what Bu Xiaomei said.
"Mapo Tofu pays attention to the 'spicy, fresh, fragrant and tender cooking'. Although it is not as good as the one made by shopkeeper Yu, it has the spiritual power to take over."
"Compared to the other dishes, the hemp soup is really inferior." Zhou Jiuzhang said.
Shopkeeper Liu took out a pair of chopsticks and said with a serious smile: "Let me have a taste."
He tasted it very slowly and carefully. After a long time, shopkeeper Liu picked up the plate and looked at the bottom of the plate, then glanced at Gui Yida and stopped talking.
When Gui Yidao saw this, he didn't say anything and walked up to get chopsticks to taste.
After a long time, he said coldly: "I lost."
Zhou Jiuzhang picked up the plate and revealed the label on the bottom of the plate, which read "Ma Po".
There was an uproar in the lobby, and there were a lot of discussions for a while.
Many of the guests who came here were cooks, and they still remember how arrogant Gui Yidao was when he first came to Yangzhou City.
At that time, Gui Yidao challenged the top ten famous chefs in Yangzhou and never failed. Unexpectedly, he lost today, and he lost at the hands of Yu Sheng's apprentice.
For a moment, everyone wanted to see Yu Sheng's cooking skills.