Reborn – Super Chef

"Boss Chen, you are wrong. I am a regular customer after all. How can you mock me like this? This dish is very different from what I ate this morning. Did you ask someone to cook it for you?" Fatty Chinese Said to Chen Tian angrily.

And Chen Tian, ​​whose face was full of anticipation and confidence, became dumbfounded when he heard these words. Is his dish much worse than Ye Chui's opposite? Her body trembled subconsciously, and then she said angrily, "You...what do you mean by that? What's not good about this dish?"

The fat man of Chinese origin also understood that what he said seemed to be a little too much, so he calmed down and continued: "The tofu I ate at the Chen's Hotel opposite this morning is not like this, it tastes much better than this, Chen Jiao and I said it was a new method you developed, what kind of seasoning you put in... Oh, yes, it is pepper, the whole dish has a bit of numbing taste, it tastes so spicy and delicious , in addition to numbness, the garlic sprouts inside are also a major feature, it looks like raw, but it is fried in your mouth, it's really amazing...Why, didn't you cook that dish?"

Chen Tian shook his head with a pale face: "No..."

"This is strange. The tofu in Chinatown is better than yours. Is there anyone else?" The Chinese fat man continued to ask with a strange expression.

Chen Tian didn't speak, but her face seemed to be even uglier. She has always been the number one person in Chinatown in making tofu, but now that Ye Chui came, someone said that the tofu he made was more delicious than the tofu he made?

This made Chen Tian feel that his authority had been violated!

She immediately rushed to the other side angrily.

The Chinese fat man seemed to realize something, and quickly put down the spoon in his hand and followed him out.

Angel followed closely behind.

When the three of them came to the opposite Chen's Hotel, because it was night, many people were already dining in the small hall. In addition to Chen's tofu (Ma Po tofu), there were even some Chen's tofu. The dishes sold in this restaurant——Ye Chui cooks here to replace the Chen’s restaurant opposite, so if customers order other dishes, Ye Chui will naturally cook them too, and for those dishes in the Chen’s restaurant , Ye Chui naturally has no difficulty.

When Chen Tian walked into the hotel, several guests were happily complimenting the hotel waiter——

"This dish is really good. It's even better than the ones I've had before. Tell your boss that his sister's dishes are getting better and better recently."

"I've eaten this Chen's tofu dish many times before, and I'm familiar with it, but it's the first time I've tried this dish today. The newly added condiment called pepper, Although it felt strange at first, but once you get used to it, you can’t stop, this pepper is really amazing.”

"Okay, that's great."

Most of these guests are Chinese, but some are native Americans.

Listening to these conversations, the expression on Chen Tian's face became even worse, and she yelled: "Chen Jiao, get out!"

"Here we come." Tofu Xishi's voice was indescribably loud, and Chen Jiao hurried out from the back of the hotel. When he saw Chen Tian, ​​he paused slightly, and then smiled coyly He came up to greet her, "Sister, why are you here? Isn't the restaurant busy at this point? Come quickly, please take a seat."

Saying so, Chen Jiao pulled away a chair next to Chen Tian.

As a result, Chen Tian kicked the chair away: "Don't do this to me, what do you mean by that?"

"What do you mean, sister, I can't understand what you are saying." Chen Jiao said with a look of confusion.

"Stop pretending, let Ye Chui make another plate of tofu for me to try!" Chen Tian seemed to have calmed down a bit, she sat down on a stool next to her, and said angrily, "Bullying!" People bullied my old lady, I want to see how delicious his tofu is!"

"Sister, don't be like this..." Chen Jiao still tried to persuade her sister.

But in the end, Chen Tian stared, and Chen Jiao swallowed all the next words: "Okay, okay, sister, don't regret it, the tofu made by Master Ye Chui is really nothing to say."

After saying a few words like this, seeing Chen Tian's face getting more and more gloomy, Chen Jiao hurried to the back of the hotel. The Chinese fat man had already found a seat to sit down, and hurriedly shouted from behind: "Don't forget And mine."

Ye Chui already knew about Chen Tian's killing at the hotel. Han Yuyan was outside the hotel lobby at that time, seeing the situation clearly just now. Before Chen Jiao could find Ye Chui, she ran to the kitchen to report Telling Ye Chui what happened just now, Ye Chui was cooking in the kitchen, Li Xiuyun and Tang Shanshan who rushed over this afternoon were helping out, hearing Han Yuyan's report, Ye Chui laughed: "He came so soon ? That's fine."

Chen Jiao walked in hurriedly: "Two servings of mapo tofu, master Ye Chui, I think my sister is really angry this time, I want to come and taste what your mapo tofu tastes like, hurry up and make it .”

"Wait for a while, two servings of mapo tofu will be ready soon." Ye Chui said with a smile, calmly.

After a while, two steaming plates of Mapo Tofu were freshly cooked, and Ye Chui walked out of the kitchen with the two plates of Mapo Tofu and came to the lobby of the hotel.

Chen Tian was sitting on the stool and was sulking. When he saw Ye Chui coming in, he snorted angrily. As for the Chinese fat man sitting on the side, he had sharp eyes, and he stood up with a smile on his face and helped Ye Chui bring a plate of Ma Po When the tofu arrived in front of him, he couldn't wait to enjoy it, Ye Chui put the other side in front of Chen Tian: "Master Chen, please taste this dish, how is it better than your Chen's tofu."

"It's been a long time since anyone challenged my Chen's Tofu in Chinatown!" Chen Tian said with a cold face.

"You are wrong, this is not Chen's tofu, this is called Mapo tofu." Ye Chui corrected with a smile, "This dish originated from your Chen family, and the original name was Mapo tofu, Chen's tofu This name is the name your family used after coming to Chinatown, as for why you changed the name, I think I can guess some reasons."

"what reason?"

"You'll know when you eat this dish."

Ye Chui continued to say with a smile, picked up the spoon and handed it to Chen Tian himself.

Chen Tian snorted again and picked up the spoon, scooped up a spoonful of tofu along with the soup with an impatient face, and looked at it carefully. She was very angry now, but besides being angry, she was also a little nervous. This dish is her specialty. I am afraid that no one in the world can match the effort she puts into this dish. She doesn't believe that anyone can beat her in this dish. She has also met someone before. Come to challenge, but no one can make such delicious mapo tofu as hers, but today is different, the evaluation of the Chinese fat man earlier and the conversation of the people in the hotel lobby have told her a lot of things, this leaf Maybe the dishes that Chui cooks... are really more delicious than his own?

With this anxiety in mind, Chen Tian put a spoonful of tofu into his mouth.

Spicy, soupy, fragrant, tender, fresh...

As an expert in this dish, Chen Tian tasted these flavors first, and these flavors stimulated her tongue, and she is most familiar with it, but in terms of these flavors, this dish is no worse than hers But not long after this feeling of enjoyment appeared, another taste suddenly appeared.

numb.

The tongue is very sensitive to this taste. Surrounded by several other flavors, the numbness quickly broke out of the encirclement, landed on her gustatory nerves, and took over in an instant.

When eating this dish, Chen Tian ate it with a picky feeling, so the moment this strange taste appeared, she immediately wanted to spit out the food in her mouth, judging how unqualified Ye Chui's cooking was, but suddenly Suddenly, she was caught off guard again.

"This smell..."

Her eyes suddenly widened.

A long, long time ago, before his father passed away, he practiced making Chen's tofu dish every day for the sake of his family's chef's signature.

At that time, Chen Tiancai was eight years old. She didn't hate this dish made by her father, but she definitely didn't like it, especially a certain taste, which made her feel very painful every time she ate it.

Along with trying dishes again and again, she developed a great disgust for that taste.

But suddenly, her father fell ill and passed away like that, and no one was obsessed with making that tofu dish even though her skills were not very good, so she suddenly began to miss that taste.

Especially the taste that she hates in that dish.

Even gradually, she began to feel that the taste was actually not annoying, and that strange taste was actually so refreshing, but she could never taste that taste again.

She tried hard to recall some of the cooking tips her father taught her, and made this dish again and again. She made this dish a representative dish of Chinatown, and she made this dish one of the most famous dishes. One, but... the taste in memory never appeared again.

Her father's craftsmanship is not as good, not even as good as hers. The dish of Chen's tofu has never shown such brilliance in his hands. However, what she remembers most is the taste of the dishes made by her father. That strange smell of reminiscence that used to loathe now.

What exactly is that smell?

After eating Ye Chui's mapo tofu, she suddenly remembered.

That's what it smells like.

It's that numb feeling.

It's disgusting, but it has a strange refreshing feeling. When combined with the spicy taste, it seems that it can greatly stimulate the secretion of adrenaline and feel the preciousness and beauty of food.

"Zanthoxylum bungeanum..." She thought of what the Chinese fat man said, and murmured, "It turns out that the taste in my memory is Zanthoxylum bungeanum." (~^~)