Chapter 422 - 365: Cutting Tofu into Fine Threads? That’s Incredible

Chapter 422: Chapter 365: Cutting Tofu into Fine Threads? That’s Incredible

After deciding, the group also ordered Mapo Tofu, Qing Dynasty Shredded Potatoes, Chopped Pepper Fish Head, and Twice-Cooked Pork with Green Peppers.

That should be plenty.

Li You asked them to wait a moment, then turned and walked into the kitchen to start cooking.

Lu Xiangyun and his friends found a table and sat down to wait.

They were incredibly excited about the new dish, Wensi Tofu.

Before long, the Chopped Pepper Fish Head, Mapo Tofu, and other dishes began to arrive at their table.

Soon, only the Wensi Tofu had yet to be served.

’Are they saving the new dish for last? That works too. We’ll just eat while we wait.’

Lu Xiangyun and his friends continued to eat.

Just then, a few more customers walked into the restaurant.

The newcomers also quickly noticed that there was a new dish on the menu today.

They were equally delighted. But they were also curious—what kind of dish was Wensi Tofu, exactly?

As a famous dish served at state banquets, Wensi Tofu is quite renowned within the culinary industry.

However, among the general public, its fame was more modest. Many had never heard of it, let alone knew what kind of dish it was.

Or perhaps they had vaguely heard the name but had no idea what the dish actually was.

Hearing the new customers’ shared confusion, Lu Xiangyun said, "We already ordered the Wensi Tofu. It should be out soon. We’ll find out what kind of dish it is then, I suppose."

The newcomers’ eyes all lit up. That was great. They would just wait and see what Wensi Tofu was all about.

As luck would have it, Da Bai emerged from the kitchen at that very moment, carrying a dish and heading straight for Lu Xiangyun’s table.

"It’s here!"

’This has to be the Wensi Tofu.’

It was the only dish they were still waiting for.

Both Lu Xiangyun’s group and the newly arrived customers perked up, their faces filled with anticipation.

Soon, Da Bai placed the dish on the table and said, "Wensi Tofu. Please enjoy!"

However, everyone, from Lu Xiangyun’s group to the new customers, wore looks of utter confusion.

’Where’s the tofu?’

’We don’t see any tofu.’

They might not have known what kind of dish Wensi Tofu was, but based on the name—as the name itself suggested—it had to be a dish made primarily with tofu, right?

Just like Mapo Tofu.

But now, where was the tofu?

There wasn’t a trace of it to be seen.

If Da Bai hadn’t clearly stated that this was Wensi Tofu when he set it down, they would have assumed he’d brought the wrong dish.

But it was precisely because Da Bai had confirmed it was Wensi Tofu that they were so puzzled.

’Could it be that the "tofu" in Wensi Tofu isn’t actually tofu, but refers to some other ingredient?’

That was certainly a possibility.

It was like how the dish "Husband and Wife Lung Slices" didn’t actually contain lungs. Or how a "Wife Cake" didn’t contain a wife.

’Alright, so we’ve just misunderstood the dish.’

’So, what are the ingredients?’

They decided to take a closer look.

Lu Xiangyun picked up a spoon and gently prodded the contents of the Wensi Tofu bowl.

All the ingredients had been sliced into fine threads, which was quite unusual.

’It’s quite beautiful, though.’

"Is this bamboo shoot?"

"Yes, it’s bamboo shoot."

"Is this shredded meat? To be able to slice meat this finely... that’s our chef for you. Absolutely incredible!"

"And... mushrooms. This must be some kind of mushroom, right?"

"What are these white threads? There’s more of this than anything else. This must be the main ingredient. It must be the ’tofu’ from Wensi Tofu. But the question is, what is it? I have no idea!"

"Other than being white, I can’t see how it’s related to tofu at all."

"We should just ask the chef."

"Good point."

"..."

Instead of sitting there guessing, they might as well just ask the chef.

Everyone agreed that made sense.

Right at that moment, Li You walked out of the kitchen.

"Excuse me, Chef, could you come over for a moment? We have a question we’d like to ask," one of the customers said.

"Of course, I’ll be right there," Li You replied, walking over to Lu Xiangyun’s table.

He already had a good idea of what the customers wanted to ask.

"Chef, what exactly is the ’tofu’ in this Wensi Tofu?" Lu Xiangyun asked.

’Just as I thought,’ Li You said to himself. They were indeed asking about that.

Then, with a slight smile, he said, "It’s just tofu."

"It’s just tofu?" The customers were confused again. "But where is the tofu? We don’t see any in here!"

Li You picked up the spoon, scooped up a portion of the threads, and said, "It’s this right here. This is the tofu."

"Huh?" The customers were all completely baffled.

’Aren’t those the white threads they couldn’t identify just a moment ago?’

’That’s tofu?’

What did he mean? The customers were still lost.

Then, suddenly, someone had a thought and said in disbelief, "You don’t mean... these threads are cut from a block of tofu?"

The other customers heard this and scoffed internally.

’How is that even possible?’

However, they then heard Li You say, "That’s right. They’re threads cut from tofu. That’s what Wensi Tofu is: tofu sliced into threads so fine they can pass through the eye of a needle."

The customers who had just scoffed to themselves all widened their eyes in an instant, their faces a mask of pure disbelief.

’Threads really cut from tofu?’

’For real? Isn’t that a bit of an exaggeration? What kind of knife skills would you need to pull that off?’

It was hard to believe.

The customer who had guessed the answer was, of course, equally incredulous. He couldn’t believe he had actually been right.