Daddy's Gourmet Shop

Chapter 584 - 568: Boss Huang, Are Those Hands Insured?

Daddy's Gourmet Shop

Chapter 584 - 568: Boss Huang, Are Those Hands Insured?

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Chapter 584: Chapter 568: Boss Huang, Are Those Hands Insured?

Over here.

While waiting for the food, Jiang Qihang took out his phone and started a livestream.

Even though Boss Huang’s shop is really popular now, he still needs to help promote it a bit to attract more attention.

But he still needs to keep his followers engaged.

Otherwise...

The hard-earned increase in followers will start to slip away.

As soon as the stream started, more than two thousand people immediately joined.

"Hang finally started streaming; I’ve been waiting so hard!"

"Damn, it’s this place again? I finally get it, Hang is practically glued to this shop!"

"I suddenly miss the days when Hang was flying all over the country, checking in everywhere! Don’t ask why, it’s just that I can’t taste the food from this place, and it’s frustrating to watch!"

"What’s the hardest thing in life? Stop spouting the harsh truth!"

"Hey? What’s going on here? Are you cleaning the knife? Hang, give us a close-up of Boss Huang!"

The camera briefly swung around, capturing Huang Tao holding the Divine Level Chef’s Knife. With just a tiny flick of his wrist, he twirled a beautiful knife flower, then lightly moved it back and forth in the water in the basin, wetting both sides of the knife blade.

The water in the basin rippled slightly, as if a gentle breeze had swept over it...

Jiang Qihang knew that wetting both sides of the knife was an essential step for cutting tofu.

But...

This flashy water-wetting technique was truly cool.

But!

But!

Did the knife’s surface actually get wet?

It looked like the water in the basin hadn’t been disturbed, and he hadn’t seen Huang Tao put the knife in the water.

Just as Jiang Qihang couldn’t resist stroking his chin in thought, Huang Tao began to move the Divine Level Chef’s Knife in his hand.

"Duh-duh-duh-duh, duh-duh-duh-duh..."

In just a matter of seconds, a piece of soft and smooth tofu was sliced into dozens of thin slices.

The blade lightly grazed over the tofu slices and slid them to the left, organizing them into a slanted row.

"Duh-duh-duh-duh, duh-duh-duh-duh..."

The contact between the knife and the cutting board produced a crisp and even sound, like a precision instrument in operation.

Combined with perfect knife skills, it was a sight truly pleasing to the eyes.

Huang Tao’s actions were quick and deft, with not a single unnecessary move.

To those watching.

His knife skills were simply phenomenal!

"Whoa, is he cutting tofu threads? His speed is so fast that I can only see afterimages~"

"Is this the legendary ’Rich Lady’s Joyful Hands’?"

"I don’t know if the rich lady is happy, but the tofu definitely isn’t!"

"Tofu: I’ve been sliced into pieces hundreds of times; who understands this pain?"

"Is this really just knife skills? It feels more like hand artistry!"

"This tofu slicing process is just so pleasing to the eye!"

"Has Boss Huang insured those hands? I suggest adding some insurance!"

The viewers in the livestream were also shocked by Huang Tao’s excellent knife skills.

Jiang Qihang exclaimed, "Boss Huang, how... did you manage to cut so fast with such a thick knife?"

From what he knew, tofu threads are usually cut with the thinnest slicing knife, which has a smoother and lighter blade, maximizing the chef’s stamina.

Because once you start cutting, you have to maintain the same rhythm and cut all the way through without stopping. As time goes on, the difficulty multiplies, and if you use a heavy knife, your wrist will start to ache after just a few cuts.

Whether a chef’s knife skills are impressive can be perfectly demonstrated by a dish of Wensi Tofu.

And Boss Huang’s knife skills clearly go beyond just being impressive!

After all, he used a relatively heavy chef’s knife.

Honestly, using such a hefty chef’s knife and still cutting so quickly and well...

It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say these knife skills are out of this world!

Huang Tao gently placed the finely cut tofu threads into clear water, saying, "When cutting tofu, rhythm is more important than strength because tofu itself isn’t thick. Plus, gluconolactone tofu is so soft and tender that it feels like it has no substance. So as long as you grasp the cutting rhythm, you’re halfway to success. The other half of success is controlling the distance. Place four fingers of your left hand on the edge of the gluconolactone tofu for support, and let your left thumb lie horizontally, just propping up against the broader side of the knife. When cutting, move your left hand backward extremely slowly, letting the weight of the knife blade slice into the tofu. Simple, right?"

Huh?

That’s simple?

Boss Huang, aren’t you misunderstanding the word ’simple’?

You have to master rhythm and strength to achieve this level!

And yet... Boss Huang summed it up with the word ’simple’.

All at once, the livestream audience was on their knees!

"My mom asked why I’m kneeling in front of my phone; it’s all because Boss Huang is amazing!"

"I’m down on my knees; I’m literally bowing down to Boss Huang!"

"I bow to no one else but the boss!"

"From now on, I can never take the word ’simple’ literally again."

"Boss Huang: Isn’t it just a matter of having hands? Could it be that someone can’t do it?"

"I feel like Boss Huang is dissing me!"

Huang Tao gently swirled the spoon’s back on the water’s surface, and the tofu threads that had clumped together drifted apart in the water like ink spreading in a wash of watercolor.

Rippling along with the water’s flow...!

Ethereal...!

"Wow, so beautiful."

Jiang Qihang looked at the tofu in the water, each strand as fine as a hair, with no breaks between them, and every strand was so uniformly thin.

Previously, in a hotel kitchen, he had the chance to observe a head chef slicing tofu threads, and even then, there were some breaks or variations in thickness, which was normal. As long as most were fine, it meant the knife skills were very good.

After all, it was tofu that would crumble with a gentle pinch, and the difficulty level was imaginable.

But the tofu that Boss Huang cut, how did it turn out so even and beautiful?

Oh!

It’s just that there is a gap between chefs, too!

Seeing that other dishes were served, Jiang Qihang stopped observing and returned to the table, ready to taste other delicacies to satiate his cravings.

As the camera panned, it just happened to catch the table of those neighborhood folks.

Netizens, watching the table’s new dishes, the Nine-Turned Large Intestine and Wensi Tofu, saw a Nine-Turned Large Intestine that was nothing short of an art piece and a Wensi Tofu that resembled a Huaxia-style ink painting. Even through the screen, they could feel the poetic allure of its endless flavor and glimpse its deliciousness through its color.

"Why am I watching this at noon? I’m torturing myself!"

"Oh my gosh! If I’ve committed a crime, take me away, but don’t let me see this at lunch time!"

"Damn, my drool almost short-circuited my keyboard!"

"As everyone knows, Hang’s livestream has now turned into a food channel."

"It looks absolutely delicious! Way better than those pan-fried buns or whatever!"

"They’re completely different; there’s nothing to compare!"

If culinary art had levels, this Nine-Turned Large Intestine and Wensi Tofu are undoubtedly the ultimate art pieces in everyone’s hearts at this moment.

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