Food: I Am A Cartoonist In Totsuki

Chapter 16: Mapo Tofu Without Soul

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The valve of the gas stove was opened, and a blue-blue flame rose.

Set the pan, pour the oil, and stir fry the ingredients.

During the entire process of cooking, the actions of these ten people were surprisingly consistent, and even the timing of adding seasonings such as salt and pepper was almost synchronous.

Along with the cooking process, a pungent smell such as chili and pepper spreads in the air.

Spicy aroma.

These ten people are making Mapo Tofu in Sichuan cuisine.

Tong Yu wasn’t surprised by this scene, but Hōjō Miyoko, who was beside him, had a look of surprise on his face.

“It’s amazing, everyone’s cooking techniques are quite proficient, and the movements are also perfectly synchronized.” Hōjō Miyoko couldn’t help but say.

“Of course, they are all students trained by me. Don’t worry, the surprise is still to come.”

After a long time, I Zhaoji said and clapped my hands, and said to the ten bald students: “Okay, it’s almost time to cook.”

“Drink!”

Another neat voice came, and the ten tool people moved the mapo tofu prepared in the pot into the white plate prepared by the side.

Soon, the ten plates of Mapo Tofu were delivered to Tong Yu and Hōjō Miyoko.

“Junior, come and taste Sichuan’s signature dish ‘Mapo Tofu’.”

After hesitating for a moment, Hōjō Miyoko picked up the spoon beside him and scooped a spoonful of tofu mixed with red hot sauce into his mouth.

The first sip felt hot, and then the pungent spicy taste and numbness spread on the tip of the tongue. The whole mouth was occupied by this strong and stimulating taste, and the cheeks were also hot and red.

So numb, so spicy, so delicious!

The strong spicy taste stimulates the taste buds and makes the saliva secrete rapidly, but the more spicy it is, the more I can’t help it.

Layers of spiciness enhance the taste of the whole dish.

And the most surprising thing is that the taste of the dishes made by ten different people is almost the same.

What kind of method did I use to train this group of people for a long time?

Hōjō Miyoko looked at the Mapo Tofu in front of him and said in surprise.

Jiu I saw Hōjō Miyoko’s surprised look, and smiled proudly: “Sister, the mapo tofu made by our research group members is delicious, right?”

“Indeed, very few people can make mapo tofu with this taste.” Hōjō Miyoko has to admit that even the chefs of her restaurant don’t necessarily make such a taste.

“Yeah, so what are you still hesitating about? Hurry up and join the research club. The senior promises you can make such delicious dishes! Hey, junior brother, why don’t you try these Mapo tofu?”

Being proud, Jiu I Zhaoji turned around and looked at Tong Yu, only to see that he had already put down the spoon in his hand.

It’s not that Tong Yu didn’t taste it, but he put down his spoon after taking a bite.

“Ha, sorry for a long time, my senior, this Mapo tofu is not to my taste.”

“Oh, I see. Can’t you eat too spicy food?”

“No, but these dishes are hard to eat.”

When Tong Yu said these words, Jiuga Teruki’s original laughing expression immediately froze.

Hōjō Miyoko was also stunned for a moment. Although these Mapo tofu are not truly delicious, they certainly have nothing to do with “unpalatable”.

It wasn’t that Tong Yu was talking nonsense or deliberately trying to find fault.

But after he integrated Liu Subaru’s four abilities, his body has undergone tremendous changes, especially his taste ability is in a very sensitive state.

As long as there is a slight flaw in the food, he can taste it.

These Mapo tofu, tasted before he has no fusion ability, he may also marvel at its deliciousness, but it is really difficult to eat now.

“Junior, you said that the Mapo tofu I made was unpalatable? Then tell me what it is.”

Although Jiuga Teruki said this to Tong Yu with a smile, his tone was somewhat low.

Tong Yu chuckled and said, “Traditional Mapo tofu pays attention to the five characteristics of numbness, spicy, hot, fragrant, and color. However, the mapo tofu in front of me just blindly highlights ‘numbness’ and ‘spicy’.”

“…”

Hearing this for a long time, Teruki’s face became even more gloomy.

“In other words, the flavors of ‘numb’ and ‘spicy’ are too prominent, and instead cover up the other characteristics of Mapo tofu.”

Tong Yu paused for a moment when he said this, and then fixed his eyes on the ten bald heads behind Kuga Teruki, and said, “And the food cooked according to other people’s instructions like a machine, can it have a soul? It’s just a replica. That’s it.”

“You kid, are you deliberately picking on?”

“Master, blast this kid out!”

“Yes, he is so arrogant that he doesn’t approve of our dishes.”

The ten subordinates of Jiuga Teruji were also annoyed by Tong Yu’s remarks.

“You’re right, junior, it seems that you can make Mapo tofu more delicious than this?”

For a long time, I kept laughing without anger. I smiled and put my cheeks in front of Tong Yu. The next second, my face suddenly turned grim and said: “If you are just a bastard who can talk big, please get out of here?”

There was a smell of gunpowder in the air. Seeing this, Hōjō Miyoko came to Tong Yu and lowered his voice: “Tong Yu, let’s go, there is no need to say these ugly words if you don’t want to join the seminar.”

“No, I’m just telling the truth.”

With a smile on Tong Yu’s face, he looked at Zouji and the others for a long time before him, and said, “Although it sounds a bit ugly, it is true. But don’t worry about getting angry, if you say that I can make a more delicious Mapo Tofu, do you agree with what I just said?”

“Hey, did you hear that? He said he wanted to make a more delicious Mapo tofu.”

Kuga Teruki let out continuous laughter, and the ten bald heads behind him also sneered.

The ten people behind Kuga Teruki are the elite members he has trained for a long time.

Although the culinary skills of these people belong to the upper-middle level in the same grade, they have obtained the true inheritance of Jiuga Teruki in the field of “Sichuan cuisine”.

Although the Sichuan dishes they make are not as good as I Zhaoji for a long time, they are not far behind.

So, he laughed when he heard Tong Yu say that he wanted to make Mapo Tofu that was more delicious than this.

He doesn’t think that the mere first-year students have the level to beat his elite men, and they are still the best at Sichuan cuisine.

“If you can really make a more beautiful Mapo tofu than this, I will not only agree with what you just said. I can also give you the position of the leader of the Chinese Cuisine Research Association!”

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(To be continued..)*