Wensi Tofu

After the lunch rush, the customers in the eatery finished their meals and left satisfied, and the flow of customers gradually decreased. Finally, Bai Yi Nuo was able to set down the rice spatula in her hand and find some free time.

So she sat down behind the cashier counter and took the opportunity to open a livestreaming app on her mobile phone. In the Dai Wei Dynasty, because of barriers to knowledge, recipes were rarely passed down. A menu of delicious dishes was often the deciding factor for an eatery's survival. Only close relationships, such as between father and son or master and apprentice, allowed one to feel secure enough to pass a recipe to another. But in modern times, people could freely find all kinds of recipes just by searching the internet, not only in writing but also through images and videos, so there was no need to worry about being unable to learn them. Bai Yi Nuo—who had once spent hundreds of taels of gold for a single pickled vegetable recipe—wanted to sigh at this: "This era... is truly wonderful!"

The more she interacted with it, the more she liked it. She no longer felt gloomy about the difficulties of her transmigration. Bai Yi Nuo felt very interested in dishes she had never seen before. Recently, she had been researching some new dishes, so she often watched food videos online. "Ji Yi JY" was one of the streamers she frequently watched; that person's skills were quite good.

Coincidentally, a pop-up window appeared on her phone, reminding her that he was currently livestreaming. So Bai Yi Nuo opened the livestream. The image appeared, showing many ingredients arranged in front of Ji Zi Huai. Everything was organized neatly and brilliantly in various types.

He said indifferently to the audience in the livestream room: "Today, I will teach you how to make a common household dish called Wensi Tofu."

Ji Zi Huai placed the soft tofu on the cutting board and used his knife with lightning speed. Then he put the soft tofu into the water. The cut tofu, when released into the water, took the shape of a flower, turning into large and small strands of nearly equal length.

"Incredible, he has redefined what a common household dish is."
"I want to make this too. Can the streamer send his hands to me?"
"Forget it, I'm not learning anymore, I'm not learning."
"The streamer is so handsome and yet he relies on his skills to make a living. I'm crying."

Ji Zi Huai did not say many words; he hardly interacted with the audience except for necessary explanations about the cooking methods. Logically speaking, such an unenthusiastic streamer would not be able to become famous. But because his looks were very outstanding in the culinary field and he was usually very serious about cooking, he gradually rose to fame. He was joked about by netizens, who called him the "famous culinary streamer who succeeded because of his looks," a food streamer known to many because of his appearance.

Outsiders watched for the excitement, but professionals watched for the craft. On the contrary, Bai Yi Nuo paid no attention to his face at all and was completely captivated by his hands. His hands were steady, his knife work was fluid, and his technique reached the top tier; one could tell just by looking that he had a solid foundation.

While Bai Yi Nuo was watching the livestream, an elderly man stopped by the eatery. Old Master Su walked through the door and approached the cashier counter. Seeing the writing on the blackboard, his casual steps paused for a moment. He looked at the blackboard in front of him and said to Bai Yi Nuo: "Did you write this?"

Bai Yi Nuo put down her phone and replied: "Yes, I wrote it."

Old Master Su’s eyes couldn't help but show some admiration: "The handwriting is relaxed, bold, and as fluid as floating clouds and flowing water. You must have practiced for many years!"

"I started practicing when I was five years old. Counting until now, I've practiced for over ten years."

Old Master Su stared at the writing, reflecting for a moment before realizing he came here to eat. Thus, he continued: "Do you have meat here? A dish with a lot of meat."

Old Master Su was getting older and suffered from stage three hypertension. To help him lower his blood sugar, his family had asked the domestic helper to cook vegetarian dishes every day.