Chapter 243: Today's Lucky Day
Fu Ya stared wide-eyed at the bowl of Wensi Tofu in front of her, feeling as though countless delicate threads were gracefully suspended in the soup, making it dazzling to behold.
This soup...
It was entirely different from the Boiled Cabbage in Clear Broth!
While the Boiled Cabbage in Clear Broth's broth was clear and pure as plain water, with nothing but a single lotus flower within, the Wensi Tofu's broth, though equally transparent, had a slightly thicker consistency. It looked irresistibly enticing, with countless colorful fine threads floating within.
What were these fine threads?
Just by looking, Fu Ya couldn't figure it out.
But… the boss did say this dish was called Wensi Tofu, right?
Her gaze landed on the white threads that dominated the bowl, and inspiration struck.
Fu Ya suddenly exclaimed, "Boss, are these white threads… tofu?"
Tofu, as a common byproduct of soybeans, also existed in the Douluo Continent.
However, here, the craft of tofu-making was still stuck in the basic phase of coagulating with brine, without much development or innovation.
In Fu Ya's mind, tofu was a pale yellow, soft, and somewhat shapeless food.
Yet the tofu before her was pure white, as radiant and flawless as jade, instantly captivating her.
Moreover… how could such a soft ingredient be cut into threads as fine as these?
Just imagining it made Fu Ya feel the difficulty must be extraordinary.
"That's right," Qi Han nodded with a smile, confirming her guess. "All the threads in this soup are cut. The white ones are tofu, and there are other ingredients as well."
"Tofu?"
Ying Shuang, acting faster, had already scooped up a spoonful and was about to taste it.
Hearing their conversation, she paused, the spoon stopping mid-air.
Focusing on the snowy threads floating on her spoon, Ying Shuang's eyes widened.
This… is tofu?
Although its color was different from the usual tofu, Qi Han's dishes had always been unique compared to outside culinary norms, so the difference in color was understandable.
But… could tofu really be cut into such fine, thread-like shapes?
Looking at the threads on her spoon, thin enough to thread a needle, Ying Shuang swallowed nervously. Finally, she brought the slightly thick soup to her lips.
No matter what, tasting it was the only way to know.
"Mm!"
The moment the Wensi Tofu soup touched her tongue, Ying Shuang couldn't help but let out a soft gasp.
The soup was perfectly warm—just the right temperature.
The flavor was incredibly fresh yet delicately light, with an understated elegance. It shared a similar refined quality with the Boiled Cabbage in Clear Broth, yet it stood apart in its own way. The slightly thicker texture of the broth lingered longer on her palate, offering a continuously delightful experience.
With a gentle press of her tongue, the tofu threads in the soup dissolved instantly, releasing a rich, pure soybean fragrance that unfolded in her mouth. This unique flavor briefly overshadowed the broth's chicken-based umami.
Ying Shuang's eyes widened further.
She had tasted all kinds of tofu and soybean-based foods before, many of which she liked. But compared to the incredible soybean aroma she was experiencing now, none of those foods could even come close.
Was this really the taste of tofu?
Ying Shuang's eyes narrowed slightly as she savored the rich aroma of the tofu, feeling it gently flow down her throat and into her stomach, spreading a comforting warmth.
The delightful taste lingered on her tongue, and there were still some threads that hadn't fully dissolved, remaining in her mouth.
Are these the other threads?
As the thought crossed her mind, Ying Shuang began to chew.
The threads were incredibly thin yet retained distinct textures. With each bite, the unique flavors of the threads blended with the lingering richness of the chicken broth and the tofu's delicate aroma, creating a captivating harmony.
Hmm… there's a hint of ham, the taste of greens, and… is that mushroom?
Amazing. There are so many ingredients!
Suddenly, Ying Shuang froze, her face stiffening momentarily. Her eyes lost focus for a brief instant before she quickly returned to normal.
What… was that?
As she swallowed, she couldn't help but wonder.
Just now, it felt like something had entered her mind, but she couldn't quite identify what it was.
Maybe it's just my imagination?
Could it be because I skipped my afternoon nap and got distracted?
She dismissed the thought, shaking it off in her mind.
Qi Han, who had been observing the three women closely, immediately noticed Ying Shuang's odd behavior compared to the others who were still immersed in their meal.
"Shuang, what just happened?" Qi Han asked, unable to suppress his curiosity.
Could it be… she hit the jackpot?
"I… I don't know. I think I might have zoned out for a moment?" Ying Shuang shook her head, then scooped another spoonful of the tofu soup and took another sip.
Spoonful after spoonful, Ying Shuang continued eating the Wensi Tofu, but she soon began to notice something unusual.
Why did she feel a moment of distraction with every sip?
And that sense of something being added to her mind was no longer an illusion. As she consumed more of the dish, the presence in her mind grew clearer.
"Refining Power to Silk?" she mumbled, her expression puzzled. Turning to Qi Han, she asked, "Boss, why does it feel like this Wensi Tofu gave me some sort of strange technique called Refining Power to Silk?"
Clearly, this new development was linked to the tofu.
Hearing her question, Fu Ya and Ji Yunruo exchanged glances and slowly put down their spoons.
Neither of them felt anything like what Ying Shuang described.
Qi Han's expression turned a bit peculiar. Of all the possible outcomes, he hadn't expected the luckiest one among them to be the usually clueless Ying Shuang.
"That's one of Wensi Tofu's special effects," Qi Han explained, suppressing his amusement. He proceeded to detail the dish's unique effect and the concept behind Refining Power to Silk.
After hearing the explanation, Fu Ya and Ji Yunruo couldn't help but look at Ying Shuang with envy. It was clear that this time, Ying Shuang was the real lucky one.
Meanwhile, understanding the implications of her newfound technique, Ying Shuang couldn't help but laugh with glee.
Her martial spirit was a Fire Dragon, a power-focused type, and this technique, which sounded incredibly profound, seemed like a perfect match for her.
This was a massive windfall for her.
By the time Fu Ya and Ji Yunruo finished their bowls of Wensi Tofu, neither of them had managed to grasp the Refining Power to Silk technique. However, their disappointment was mild. They were far more in awe of Ying Shuang's good fortune than truly upset.
In any case, they didn't have time to dwell on it.
The dinner service was far busier than lunchtime, quickly consuming their attention.
Many customers who hadn't realized Qi Han's shop was open earlier in the day flocked in by evening. Consequently, the dinner rush was overwhelming, and the number of delivery orders soared, piling immense pressure on Ji Yunruo, who handled logistics.
In fact, delivery orders outnumbered dine-in orders by several times, leading Qi Han to seriously consider hiring more delivery staff.
However, Qi Han's thoughts about hiring were soon interrupted by Fu Ya, who suddenly rushed into the kitchen, looking flustered.
"Boss, boss! Something's wrong! A customer ate something and started crying!"
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