Lin Chen's movements seemed fast, but were actually slow.
Everyone patiently watched as he sliced the entire block of tofu from start to finish, and the intact tofu slumped diagonally on the cutting board.
Just when the last cut fell, and people thought it was finally over.
Lin Chen scooped out a little water and drizzled it again on the surface of the tofu and the knife, beginning a new round of quick slicing.
Seeing his actions, the head chefs present couldn't help but entertain an extremely bold thought.
Was he... going to shred the tofu?
If not, with this cutting method, they really couldn't think of anything else he could be doing.
But if he was, was it really necessary?
This tofu looked very tender, with a high water content, and it felt like it would crumble with a gentle touch.
Putting in so much effort to cut such tofu into fine strands, there would be no way to cook it, or even pick it up; wouldn't it be redundant?
The truth taught them a lesson very quickly.
