Beasts start from stone

"Susu."

Because the kelp had already been cut by Angry Chicken, Xu Qingge skipped a step.

The overall color of kelp is gray-green, and in addition to white frost, there are sea sand and sea salt on the surface. Shaking these things off first makes cleaning easier.

Then, Xu Qingge opened the earthen stove and set up a steamer inside.

Kelp, a kind of algae, contains algin, which absorbs water and produces a gelatinous substance that prevents moisture from intruding.

Moreover, it contains water-soluble nutrients, and the nutritional value will be reduced if soaked alone.

Although for pet beasts, energy of the same type is the first supplement, even in exotic plants, there is not only energy of the same type.

But even if you don't notice this, most pet beasts will eat and sleep with their masters. As long as the masters have three meals a day, there will basically be no problems in this area.

Pour water into the pot and start steaming for half an hour.

He couldn't just watch for half an hour. After Xu Qingge saw Wan Le finish cutting the cod, he started to prepare for other processes.

"Brother Wanle, go get some tofu."

"Tweet~"

Xu Qingge had never seen tofu in the market. He thought with his toes that this kind of food full of beany smell would be quite unpalatable if he didn't know how to handle it.

Since Wan Le can serve it as a regular dish, he probably prepared the tofu himself.

After Wan Le left, Xu Qingge pulled out a black iron kitchen knife from the spice bag.

Needless to say, this was also part of Jennifer’s support as a chef and was part of the salary, a product of mutual agreement.

Black iron kitchen knives are not as sharp as wolf teeth, but when cutting your own food, you still have to pay more attention to hygiene.

Wan Le came back very quickly, after all, this place was less than fifty meters away from the kitchen.

"Tweet~"

Wan Le didn't say anything, but quietly brought something, of course not just tofu, but also homemade bean paste and tempeh.

Boy didn't sell this kind of thing.

After he saw Xu Qingge's expression after eating the Mapo Tofu he made, he understood immediately.

The things you make by yourself only have the form of food but no soul of food, just like those modern wax molds, only beautiful.

"The first step is to cut the tofu into two centimeter square pieces. The size can be determined according to the body shape of the other party."

Xu Qingge randomly picked a piece of tofu from Wan Le.

The palm-sized tofu is cut three times on the side, four times crosswise, and two times on the side to get its initial shape.

The cut tofu should be placed in water and set aside.

"The second step is to remove the beany smell."

"Avian guests generally don't care about the taste, but it's essential if you want your furries to become foodies."

Xu Qingge sniffed his black iron kitchen knife, and the beany smell on it was even a bit offensive to his nose.

Wan Le grabbed a small piece of tofu that had just been cut and stuffed it into his mouth.

He could barely feel the beany smell.

This may be because he is only a C-level pet.

Some pet beasts will even have enhanced taste buds after evolution, and some even have A-level pet beasts with a taste greater than that of humans.

If it weren't for the language barrier, the profession of gourmet would become a thing of the past.

"Heat the pot, pour water, wait for the water to boil, that is, when it bubbles, then add the tofu."

Xu Qingge tried his best to make every step he taught easier to understand.

"Tweet, got it."

Wan Le didn't understand what the water boiling meant, but his keen feathers felt it. The water boiling meant that the temperature could no longer rise.

"The next step is to pour in the salt to get rid of the beany smell."

Xu Qingge opened a glass bottle, which contained large grains of coarse salt.

Xu Qingge took a bite and found that the taste was a bit novel. Eighty-seven percent of the salt used in Longhua Kingdom is well salt, 3% is lake salt, and the remaining 10% is sea salt.

Xu Qingge's home is not by the sea, and she has never thought of buying some sea salt to try.

But Poi is an island country, and although the people themselves are not that good at cooking food, most of the salt is not used in food.

But it is a coastal city after all, so most of the salt is naturally sea salt.

The taste of sea salt is stronger than that of well salt, so Xu Qingge added a little less as appropriate.

"Cook it for two or three minutes and then you can take it out."

"Isn't there a colander here, too?"

Not just kitchen knives, there seems to be no colander in this kitchen.

"Tweet, take it out and I can use flying magic."

Wan Le flapped his wings and stirred up a gust of wind.

The white and tender pieces of tofu are neatly arranged. If it weren't for the looming gaps on the top, they would be exactly the same as before they were cut.

"Amazing!"

Xu Qingge couldn't help but admired, things like tofu are quite easy to break, and Wan Le seemed to be practicing this aspect specially.

"Tweet, never mind."

Wan Le was a little embarrassed. This was the first time in recent years that he had shown off his cooking skills in front of someone other than his wife.

"No, I'm serious. Mapo tofu pays attention to the eight methods, and the spicy hotpot makes it crispy, tender and fragrant."

"Only complete Mapo Tofu is authentic."

"Chirp."

Seeing Xu Qingge's serious expression, Wan Le also sat upright.

He originally thought that this was just an ordinary dish professor, but he didn't expect that Xu Qingge would tell him even the formula without any hesitation.

It’s not difficult to do some of these eight words, but if you want to make them “authentic” without omitting any of them, these formulas are indispensable.

In Wanle's eyes, this mantra is worth a hundred gold niyas, let's get started!

"Then, the beef will be used."

What Xu Qingge didn't expect was that the market would actually sell beef.

The shop owner boasted that this was a high-end product he bought from Dongcheng, but he didn’t know whether it was true or not.

"Jiujiu, I have to cut these too, right?"

"Yeah, I'm going to see how the kelp is doing."

While Wan Le was chopping beef, Xu Qingge opened the lid of the steamed kelp pot.

"It's taken shape."

Xu Qingge touched the surface of the kelp and steamed it for about thirty minutes. The gelatin had been produced enough for use.

"Wanle."

"Chirp."

Needless to say, after Xu Qingge called his name, it only took a second for Wan Le to roughly remember the state that Kelp needed.

"Then pour in white vinegar. By the way, Wanle, these are Dongcheng's specialties. Can you get them?"

This is what Xu Qingge is worried about.

Although vinegar is a traditional condiment in Longhua, vinegar is not brewed only in Longhua.

If you can’t get vinegar, brewing it yourself will take up too much space.

"I can send someone to Dongcheng to buy it."

Wanle doesn't care about such trivial matters. For birds with wings, going to other cities is as easy as going out for a stroll.

The shelf life of vinegar is pretty good, and it can be used for a long time in an underground wine cellar. There is really no need to worry about such a small problem.