Chapter 100

Mrs. Schroeder exclaimed, "Old Muller's knife skills are good, aren't they?"

Qin Li wiped his kitchen knife, and said nonchalantly, "This knife skill in Chinese restaurants, can only stay in the kitchen to wash dishes."

Mrs. Schroeder, "..."

Qin Li's voice was not loud, but also not small, just reaching the ears of the old Mueller across the street. He subconsciously raised his head and glanced at Qin Li, a girl who also dared to speak out of turn, his face did not show, but in his heart was very disdainful.

Old Mueller had this kind of determination, but the two young ones in his family didn't. Jianni was the first one to jump out, pointing at her and shouting, "I bah, what kind of thing are you, you dare to call out in front of the chef in our village?"

Although Janie's tone was harsh, this was the right thing to say, everyone felt that Qin Li was a bit too big for her britches. To them, the old Mueller's knife skills are already a masterpiece, cut out no more than two centimeters of cabbage, the length of the uniform, and from the beginning to the end of the cut, a single breath.

Qin Li ignored them but picked up a piece of ginger, and said to Mrs. Schroeder, "My master taught me to cut the shredded ginger, not more than one millimeter, otherwise mixed in the meat mixture, he also had to spit out and let me redo."

Mueller barked, "A millimeter? Even the machine can't shave it, so you're blowing it."

Qin Li put the ginger on the cutting board, there is a tricky way to cut the ginger, follow the knobbly horizontal line to cut it into slices first, then follow the direction of fiber growth, and then cut it into julienne. However, no matter how it was cut, it was a skilled job where practice made perfect.

Qin Li said calmly while cutting, "We are a country of etiquette in China, we only use chopsticks and spoons to eat, no knives or forks. Whether it's meat or side dishes are cut into appropriate sizes, one chopstick, one bite, if the dishes on the table are still allowed to be cut by the guests with a knife, it's not only rude and unseemly but also a loss of standard for a chef. Moreover, knife skills directly determine the level of a chef's cooking, I practiced hard for at least a year before I learned how to start cooking."

Qin Li took the knife and swept it downwards, copied up the cut ginger shreds, seeing her reaching over, Mrs. Schroeder subconsciously went to pick it up. She looked down and couldn't help but hide her amazement, this cut-out shredded ginger wasn't more than a millimeter.

Old Mueller vocalized, "Bring it over here and I'll take a look."

Mrs. Schroeder immediately walked over and handed the shredded ginger to Old Mueller. Old Mueller lowered his head and looked, the ginger threads were uniformly thick and thin, a trace of freshness and cleanliness, without dragging.

Orientals like to use ginger, which has a lot of texture, is loaded with fiber and is harder to cut than either garlic or onions. He had been a chef for so many years, and it was the first time he had seen someone cut ginger so convincingly.

Just as he was baffled, he heard Qin Li say again, "Cutting shredded ginger and cutting potatoes and cucumbers is nothing remarkable; the highest level of our Chinese knife skills is to cut tender tofu into strands of hair."

Tofu is from the East, and many Germans have never eaten it, nor do they know what it looks like.

Qin Li said he couldn't tell, so he cut open the package directly and poured out a piece of tender tofu from the box.

Qu Dani worried that these German bumpkins do not know the structure of the tender tofu, to avoid their unconvinced, they pulled back their voices and said, "You have never seen tofu, you can come over to see."

After looking at it, someone summarized it by saying, "It's just like cheese."

Dani Qu laughed, "Touch it again and see what it feels like."

The man called out, "It's so soft, like jelly."

Old Mueller asked, "Can you cut it into strips?"

Qin Li smiled and corrected, "It's cut into strands of hair."

Janie grunted and said, "You just blow it."

No one believed it except for Dani Qu, even Yan Sen and Patrick were skeptical. Cutting something so soft into strips was already high on the difficulty index, and now she had to cut it into shreds!

Yan Sen felt that she should just take it for what it was worth, so he quietly tugged on her sleeve, Qin Li's mouth pursed, unhappily saying, "What, you don't believe me either?"

Yan Sen was a bit embarrassed and lowered his voice, "I'm afraid that you've blown too big a cow and can't come back around."

Only Qu Dani had a firm face and said, "Li Li, I have unconditional faith in you."

Qin Li said, "Then please watch yourselves."

She turned her neck and loosened her knuckles, then picked up the kitchen knife and sliced a piece of tender tofu in half. The tofu is soft and smooth, the test is not only the knife but also the eye-hand coordination. The heart must be still, the hand rises and the knife falls, and the heart and the hand are in unison. Before the blade falls, the other hand holding down the tofu has to step back at the same time to ensure the strength and speed of the knife.

First, cut into slices, and then from the slices to shredded, the whole process must be flowing.

For a while, the only sound left around was the even and steady sound of her slicing. Everyone watched her hands and felt a moment of dazzling, not only could their eyes not keep up with her speed, but even their ears were hallucinating.

Looking at her, Dani Qu suddenly remembered the Stephen Chow movie God Eater. In her heart, Qin Li was just like the God of Food reproduction.

Qin Li put the cut shredded tofu into the water and gently stirred it with her chopsticks, the shredded tofu slowly moistened in the water, and with the black bottom of the bowl, it was like an ink painting like the clouds on the mountains.

The crowd was amazed at the sight of it.

Old Mueller stumbled over, pushed through the crowd, and fished the tofu out of her bowl. The tofu was as soft as silk, as thin as silk, breaking at the slightest touch, and only floating freely in the water.

No one expected that this young, unassuming-looking Asian chick had such kung fu. Not only did the villagers look stupid, Yan Sen and Patrick looked stupid, Janet Tobey Muller looked stupid, and even this chef was dumbfounded.

After a lifetime of being a chef, he had never seen anyone so awesome at cutting tofu, even though they didn't have any tofu to cut either. Compared with her skills, cutting cucumbers and cabbage and so on are all weak, so to say, they can only go to wash the dishes and brush the part of the pot.

Mueller looked at Qin Li's hand, and the color of his face became uncertain, this hand of knife skills if used to cut people, it is estimated that his whole body 206 bones in minutes by her cut flesh and bone separation. The thought of his skin and flesh being chopped into shredded meat instantly made his entire being bad.

After a second of silence all around, loud and clear applause suddenly erupted, Qin Li looked up and the one leading the applause was Old Mueller.

He looked at Qin Li without saying a word, and after a long time, he stretched out his hand thumbs up and made an appreciative gesture.

Not expecting him to praise himself so directly, Qin Li was a bit surprised, and as a courtesy, returned a thank you.

Old Mueller asked, "Which restaurant are you from?"

Qin Li shook his head, "I'm not a chef, cooking is just my hobby."

Old Mueller was again thundering from the clear sky, incredulously saying, "Hobby?"

"Yes."

Old Mueller shook his head, "You're kidding me! This sword skill can't be practiced without a few years."

Qin Li said, "To learn this dish, I practiced every day for two months."

Old Mueller was once again shocked that it was only two months! This couldn't be possible.

Qin Li didn't lie, she grew up cooking and had some basic knife skills. Later on, she learned from her master and practiced hard for another year, and for her master to perfect her knife skills, he forced her to make Wenshi Tofu every day. She often ran to the master's restaurant, and volunteered to cut tofu for them, so practiced every day, two months later, out of the master's.

Seeing his unbelievable face, Qu Dani couldn't help but interject, "What you can't do doesn't mean that other people can't do it, our Qin Li has talent. Moreover, I said I'm afraid of hitting you, on your level of chopping vegetables, it's nothing, my mom can do it."

Anyway, her mom is now in China, dead without proof, this cow casually her blow.

As expected, the old Mueller was greatly shocked. Of course, the big blow, pretentious for so many years, the result of the basic skills are not as solid as a foreign girl. He felt that he had no face to be a chef anymore, sighed, took off his chef's clothes in three or two strokes, turned around, and left without looking back.

Mueller was instantly anxious and called out, "Dad, who's in charge of the kitchen when you're gone?"

Old Mueller waved his hand, "Aren't you also a chef? You take care of it yourself." Right now he wanted to find a place to be quiet.

Qu Dani vs Janine, Qu Dani finished.

Patrick vs. Muller, Patrick finished.

Qin Li vs. Mueller's father, Qin Li wins.

If Jenny still dares to come to provoke, then she is an undefeatable little strong, fighting strength of one level, Qin Li also has to bow to the wind.

After showing a knife skill, Qin Li successfully gained the whole village as fans, Mrs. Schroeder said, "If you don't mind, take my eldest son as an apprentice."

This is of course a joke, after all, cultural habits are different, for these Germans, Chinese food can only reflect its value if eaten by chance. Of course, the exception is people like Jensen Thomas who have been poisoned by dark cuisine for a long time.

Someone asked, "Ms. Qin, what do you use this shredded tofu for after you cut it?"

Qin Li, "It's a soup. It's called Thousand Silken Tofu Soup."

Upon hearing this, the group coincidentally shows curiosity and discusses in a chorus, "What does the tofu taste like?"

"Is it similar to cheese?"

"But cheese doesn't go in the soup!"

"I want to taste the flavor immediately."

Qin Li soothed, "Don't be anxious, everyone, when I finish the other dishes first, I'll invite you to taste them. Moreover, I'm true to my word, all the drinks and dishes are free of charge, so as long as you have enough portions, feel free to eat boldly with an open stomach."

Having free food, regardless of whether it tastes good or bad, is enough to make people cheer, not to mention that the aroma of this braised meat comes in bursts, tickling one's cravings ah.

Qin Li makes a total of three dishes plus a soup. Braised Pork, Charcoal Grilled Fish Pot, and Vinegar Shredded Potato, plus Wenshi Tofu Soup.

Braised pork and vinegared shredded potatoes this is Qin Li's specialty since there is no need to say more, Wen Si tofu soup is the main event in the knife, Qin Li just showed a small hand, and let these bumpkins open their eyes. Chicken soup with mushrooms such as shiitake mushrooms, flat mushrooms, matsutake mushrooms, and other mushrooms, the flavor is sure to be delicious.

In addition to this solid two dishes and one soup, the remaining fish pot is today's top priority.

There are three fish in total, two of them are salted and given to Yan Sen for charcoal grilling, and the other one, Qin Li slices into fish fillets and minces them into fish balls. Fish ball is good to eat, the key to seeing it is Q Q, and there is no elasticity.

This requires a certain degree of strength, the most powerful among them is, of course, Patrick, this kung fu is not learned for nothing, although Yan Sen is also full of tendon meat, he is still on the barbecue and is more skillful.

Sure enough, Patrick lived up to his reputation, wrestling for half an hour in a row, wrestling the fish slime to the point where it could pop up.

Qu Dani said, "Let me try the elasticity."

After saying that, she rubbed a pill and popped it at Patrick.

Patrick didn't raise his eyes, his head tilted to the side, and the pill hit the wall and bounced back, falling on the table and rolling back and forth.

Dani Quatre immediately clapped her hands and nodded, "That's so resilient."

Patrick warned, "Don't waste food."

Qu Dani made a face.

After the fishballs were done, Yan Sen's fish was also baked.

Putting all the ingredients into the tray, Qin Li started making the sauce. Put the oil to fry and heat it, then fry the peppercorns and dried chili peppers, and when the aroma comes out, add the onion, ginger, and garlic to sauté together. Of course, star anise, cinnamon, sesame leaves, edamame beans, and other seasonings can not be missing. Don't underestimate these seasonings, the oil is fried, and suddenly fragrant.

When it smells good, add the side dishes, fish balls, lunch meat, potatoes, cabbage, shiitake mushrooms, tofu, etc. When the side dishes are almost cooked, then pour the pot into the tray of grilled fish, and take it to the charcoal fire to lightly grill for three minutes. After three minutes, the side dishes, grilled fish, and broth in the tray all blend. This dish is complete.

Qin Li was busy all morning and finally made all the dishes. A large pot of braised pork, a large pot of vinegared shredded potatoes, two trays of grilled fish larger than a basin, and a tank of tofu soup with thousands of threads, plus one eight-double of white rice, should be enough to eat it!

A large table in a red-hot trance, the aroma of stewed meat and roasted fish intertwined together, making people salivate.

Qu Dani had already been salivating, no matter if the Germans ate it or not, she was going to eat it anyway. So, when the food came up, she took the disposable plate and served herself a big bowl of rice, a spoon of braised pork, a spoon of shredded potatoes, a big piece of grilled fish, and various side dishes, and finally served a bowl of soup, and then went to the corner to feast. In foreign countries that have this hometown food to eat, Qu Dani simply heart blossomed heavenly unity has not.

These pumpkins are still very reserved at first, just watching, not daring to do. The first time to ate authentic Chinese food, my heart was a little square, kept asking Qin Li, what is this red ah, what is this green?

Later, Qin Li was tired of being asked, and said directly, these are edible, non-toxic. As for whether it's good or not, you guys will know if you taste it.

Yan Sen and Patrick belong to the experienced, and Qu Dani, the same, he served a full plate and sat on the opposite side of the Qu Dani stuffed head.

See Yan Sen and Patrick ate so enthusiastically, the villagers finally could not help their hearts flood like a flood of curiosity, but also follow their example, all kinds of fishing a little bit, and then with a bowl of rice, sitting on the bench to taste the flavor.

Don't eat don't know, once eat a shock, it's hard to say what flavor this is. In short, sweet, sour, bitter, spicy, and salty, with a lot of flavor, like a strange cycle, do not eat feel pity, eat, and can not stop.

This time is complete for this group of bumpkin villagers to open up a new world, so novel flavors let them eat and want to eat, almost all the head into the plate.

Braised pork chewy, fat, and fine meat complement each other, a bite of meat juice splattered. The shredded potatoes were sweet and sour, the crunchy crispiness was completely different from the boiled potatoes and fries they usually ate. The grilled fish was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, the fish meat melted in their mouths, the fish balls were Q-soft and elastic, and the various side dishes were drenched in oil, flavorful and delicious. There are also a thousand strands of tofu soup, which is a dish as the name suggests, with a thousand strands of tofu in the mouth, delicate texture, and a variety of mushrooms fresh and tasty, calling people back to the flavor.

These village people are considered an eye-opener, so the world's food culture is so profound and far-reaching ah!

Although they bought ten pounds of meat, two fish, and twenty blocks of tofu, it was still not enough for everyone to eat.

Seeing this, Qu Dani couldn't help but sigh, "These Germans taste buds are not bad ah, what we love to eat, they also love to eat."

People always have the mindset of curiosity, and those who are used to eating pig's trotters and sausages and pork chops will of course be aroused by the sight of these dishes that not only taste good but also have good color and aroma.

People are surrounded by Qin Li's stall, willingly becoming Chinese, a mouthful of old wine, and a mouthful of food, life is not too good. In contrast, the other end was cold and quiet.

Jenny saw Qin Li being held up as high as a goddess, her heart was crazy with jealousy, but theirs was unusually cold, and almost no one asked for it.

She angrily threw her apron onto the table and wanted to go over to Qin Li's side to pick a fight, but she was pulled back by Mueller.

Mueller said, "What are you doing there?"

Janie, "The bitch is pleased with herself."

Mueller says, "That lawyer knows kung fu, aren't you going to make a fool of yourself?"

Janie, "I can't stand this."

Toby rubbed his still-sore arm and said, "I can't stand it either."

Muller, "Let her be smug for a while, there'll be plenty of opportunities to make her cry later."

Janine asked, "What are you going to do?"

Mueller hooked his hand, signaling for the two to come closer, then lowered his voice to speak.

Janie objected, "You're going to hurt Jensen, that I don't agree with."

Mueller, "Do you expect him to come around now?"

Janie bites her mouth and doesn't say anything.

Toby, as if he'd made up his mind, slammed his hand on the table and hammered it home, "They have to be taught a lesson!"

Janie gave in and she grabbed Mueller by the collar, "You can do whatever you want to that woman, but I forbid you to go too far with Jensen or I'll make you look good."

Mueller lined up her hand with some impatience and said, "I have a point."