Dojima Gin, Kamihara Masato is still there.

"One Se, go and clean up the private room No. 1."

Xia Yu took the bag containing the real estate documents of the shopping street, gave casual instructions, and then walked into the private room No. 2.

Yisehui noticed that he was holding the tofu wooden box mold from his previous hand, and his eyes were filled with curiosity.

Xia Yu brought the "Magic Mapo Tofu" to our store next door and let several Yuanyue interns eat it. He only took the wooden box mold and the dishes inside back to the kitchen. Now he brought it over again, and there is no doubt that he was preparing to entertain guests.

"It seems to be called 'Great Magic Panda Tofu'?" Yise Hui thought.

There are three tofu dishes in the VIP boutique menu.

In fact, "Magic Mapo Tofu" and "Frost-submerged Magic Mapo Tofu" can be classified into one. So, what does the third "Magic Panda Tofu" look like?

This is also the question of Gin Dojima, Masato Kamihara and Lina Ryoko when Xia Yu placed the mold on the tea table in the private room No. 2.

"Great Magic Panda Tofu!"

"Maas pushed it away from the tofu dish I just developed. Do you want to try it?"

Xia Yu asked the three of them.

"Are you trying the dishes? Of course there is no problem!" Gin Doshima replied cheerfully.

"Since you're here, you can't just go there in vain."

Masato Kamihara also smiled.

Without any sludge and water, put the prepared white ceramic plate on the table.

Hey, now the three big guys are confused.

"How come there are bamboo leaves?"

"Is it a decoration? It seems that it's not right."

Ryoko Lina didn't say anything, glanced at the green bamboo leaves that filled the plate, and then looked at the wooden box mold next to her.

"Hot?" she pointed.

The three big guys, all of whom are super-class chefs, can naturally detect the heat that is constantly emanating from the inside of the mold.

“Yes, hot.”

Xia Yu smiled, and with a click, he opened a lock. The bottom layer of the mold looked like a movable drawer. He took it out. There was a small basin of charcoal in the grid. Because it had been stored for a long time, only two or three pieces of charcoal were still burning, and the others turned into gray charcoal ash.

Then, put the mold on the plate, hold the ears on the top with both hands, and suddenly lift it up!

Whoosh!

The wooden box mold came to the air, and a whole piece of black and white tofu suddenly appeared on the white ceramic plate of the tea table!

It is said to be tofu, but it is actually more like a pastry in a compartment, one layer of white and one layer of black, so it is so similar.

A trace of unhidden fragrance spreads in the air.

Gin Dojima sniffed, and only felt smoke coming from his nose.

"Is it still Mapo sauce?" He was a little disappointed. Although the appearance was subversive, Gin Dojima believed that the 'Frost-submerged Magic Mapo Tofu' had reached the highest point of tofu cuisine, and other tofu dishes were probably difficult to surpass.

Xia Yu changed the expressions of the three of them, observed them in his eyes, and couldn't help but smile secretly.

"Do you know why it is called 'Great Magic Panda Tofu'?" he asked.

"Panda, if I guess correctly, it's 'black and white'!" said Masato Kamihara.

"Then magic..."

Gin Dojima and Lina Ryoko stared at the bamboo leaves underneath the tofu, and raised their eyebrows slightly.

Seeing this, Xia Yu thought to himself that he is a top-notch chef, and each of them has strong eyesight.

The hand suddenly moved.

Whoosh swish swish swish...

Only the afterimage was left. One hand surrounded the ceramic plate and pulled out all the bamboo leaves that were originally placed under it. The process took only two or three seconds.

"Click!"

Before the three big guys could react, a whole piece of black and white tofu suddenly shone brightly!

Widths of wisps and dazzling light penetrated out of the tofu!

If you look carefully, it is not difficult to find that the light forms a strict grid on the surface of the tofu blocks!

Immediately afterwards, the whole piece of tofu, like a collapsed building block building, broke into small pieces in just a blink of an eye, spreading in a white ceramic plate.

And, the fragrant red Mapo sauce flowed out and spread all over the plate.

This is the true appearance of the "Great Magic Panda Tofu"!

"good!"

Gin Dojima had a lit up feeling and couldn't help but praise: "This dish extends a kind of 'food of food', just like a magic trick, which allows diners to experience the process of exploring the answer, and finally take out bamboo leaves to witness the transformation of the dishes, and you can also gain spiritual satisfaction!"

“It’s good.”

Masato Kamihara changed his mind and said, "But the soul of food still lies in the 'taste'! If you blindly pursue magic, appearance, and visual effects, then you will lose your roots and end!"

"Which should I start eating? The taste of black and white should be different..." said Ryoko Lina.

“Eat any kind first.”

"Then I'll try a black piece first!"

Gin Dojima said, put down a spoon and scooped up a piece of black tofu. As soon as the dishes were imported, he said in surprise: "This, this is sweet tofu!"

Without teeth, the tofu, which is smooth and tender, has an excellent taste, melts on the tongue with amazing heat, and then swallows it, and the heat flows along the throat and intestines until the stomach. Doshima Yin shook his body, making it feel comfortable from the heart.

"In addition to sweetness, there is also a strong fragrance and deliciousness... This tofu is so strange, but it is delicious!" Gin Dojima was stunned, and two cute pandas seemed to appear in his eyes. He was handing him sugarcane, and he bit the sugarcane with a crack, and the sweetness immediately filled his mouth.

"tasty!"

Next to it, Masato Kamihara and Lina Ryoko were also vague.

"This is the black sweet tofu I carefully made with black beans and black sugar." Xia Yu said with a smile.

"The authentic Shuchuan Mapo sauce, no, this is improved. The sauce with a strong personal style continues your usual 'flame' and 'spice' marks. No wonder the taste is so explosive..."

He took out his handkerchief and wiped his sweat, and Masato Kamihara kept praising him.

"The whole tongue is shaking!"

Gin Dojima suddenly stood up, took off his suit jacket on the spot, and even took it off with his shirt, revealing his burly and strong bronze upper body.

Hello!

Xia Yu couldn't help but complain that there was a lady present. He aimed at Ryoko Lina, but saw the female giant who was just silly eating, stopped to breathe from time to time, and the fragrant sweat condensed on the tip of her fair nose, murmured: "The full spicy, plus the numbness of the 'shan pepper' that anesthetized the tongue and taste..."

"Red, black, white!"

"The sauce and tofu are completely integrated!"

Ryoko Lina felt that her mouth was wavy and spicy, so she was so hot that she was wet. The sticky feeling of her clothes made her very weird. She didn't know whether her cheeks were hot or spicy, but she climbed up a seductive redness.

After a while.

The three of them sat upright at the tea table, looked at the empty wooden box molds, and listened to Xia Yu's explanation.

"I see……"

"It's a layer of bamboo net at the bottom of the wooden frame. When the tofu blocks are removed from the wooden box, they are cut into pieces."

"Place a layer of lard plate on the bottom layer, then pour black tofu, cover it with a layer of lard plate, and pour white tofu. In this way, the preparation of the 'thousand layers of tofu' is completed!" Xia Yu said.

Gin Dojima was still naked, holding his chin with his hands and said, "The charcoal fire is baked under the wooden box, turning the integrated wooden box into a steamer. The lard plates originally used to separate the tofu will gradually melt and penetrate into the tofu..."

"Excellent ideas!"

"The key is this wooden box mold!" Gin Dojima said with a bright look, "This is a mold for tofu, and it is also a 'steamer' for cooking tofu dishes. The production and cooking process are carried out in the same tool!"

The room then fell silent.

"pity!"

Kamihara Masato regrets.

"There is still a gap between it and the perfect 'Frost-submerged Magic Mapo Tofu'."

"but……"

As he said that, the three big men in the private room stared at Xia Yu with a hopeful look and asked: "If, I said, if, I could integrate 'Frost Descent Tofu' into this dish, and then look for black fantasy soybeans and make black fantasy tofu ingredients..."

"yes!"

Xia Yu also knew the existence of the gap.

Although they are all purple recipes, his improved "Frost Submerged Magic Mapo Tofu" has reached perfection.

Only the same perfect dishes are qualified to compare together.

Improvement has been put on the agenda again.
To be continued...