Food: Taking the twins to kindergarten to be chefs

Chapter 151 Priceless Treasure

As time passed quietly, the calendar page turned to September 9th without realizing it.

For many people, this day may be just an ordinary day in the passing of time. However, for teachers, this day carries extraordinary significance - it is Teachers' Day.

therefore.

As the holiday season approaches, many parents have begun planning to prepare a special gift for their children’s teachers to express their deep gratitude.

As one of the parents, Huang Jun is no exception.

They all thought about this problem early: When this day comes, what kind of gifts should he prepare for the three teachers in the class?

This gift cannot be too ordinary or cliche.

Flowers, thermos cups, chocolates... although these common gifts are good, they lack novelty.

What he wanted was a gift that was both unique and thoughtful.

So...

He decided to take matters into his own hands and bake a unique dessert - Peony Flower Cake.

This snack not only looks beautiful, like a blooming peony flower, but also has a crispy texture and is delicious.

This gift can be viewed and tasted, perfectly blending intention and practicality. It is definitely the best gift for gift giving.

Naturally, you have to take action!

This morning, he deliberately got up more than an hour earlier than usual.

Seeing that the two precious girls were still in their sweet dreams, he didn't wake them up. After gently covering them with quilts again, he walked out of the bedroom quietly, ran to the bathroom to wash up, and then came to the kitchen.

He fetched a clean basin and placed it firmly on the stove.

He carefully measured the amounts of all-purpose flour, sugar, water and lard, and slowly poured them into the basin.

The chopsticks in his hand danced rapidly in the basin, and the various ingredients gradually merged under his stirring, turning into a delicate dough.

Next, he started kneading the dough.

His hands gently pressed and kneaded the dough, and the dough gradually took shape under his hands.

After the dough was first formed, he did not overly pursue the smoothness of the dough, but directly put it into a plastic bag and let it rest for 15 minutes.

When the time is up, he takes the dough out of the plastic bag again and continues kneading it.

The dough gradually changed in his hands, from rough to smooth, from disorder to order, and every movement seemed so smooth and natural.

soon.

The dough becomes smooth and elastic in his skillful hands.

He evenly divided the kneaded dough into two parts, wrapped them in plastic wrap, and placed them in the refrigerator to allow the dough to continue to relax in the refrigerated environment.

While waiting for the dough to relax, he was not idle and started making puff pastry.

Pour the low-gluten flour and lard into another basin and mix quickly to form a pastry dough.

In order to ensure a more uniform texture of the pastry, he placed the dough on the chopping board and kneaded it back and forth with his palms until it felt smooth.

Similarly, he divided the kneaded pastry dough into two equal parts, and added an appropriate amount of coloring to one part to make it a delicate pink color.

When the water-oil skin has relaxed to a suitable level, he separates a small portion for later use, flattens the remaining portion and wraps it with the previously made puff pastry.

In order to prevent the dough from sticking during rolling, Huang Jun sprinkled a thin layer of dry flour on the chopping board.

Place the pastry-coated dough on the cutting board, press it gently with a rolling pin a few times, and gradually roll it into a rectangular shape.

Fold the rolled dough in half, cover with plastic wrap, and rest for 10 minutes.

He repeated the same steps again, this time for the white dough.

He also rolled it into a rectangle, then folded it in half and let it rest for 10 minutes.

After the pastry dough has relaxed, Huang Jun continues to roll it out.

This time, he gently overlapped the two pieces of dough, with the pink dough on top. He picked up the rolling pin again and rolled it gently a few times to make the dough fit more closely and evenly.

Immediately afterwards, he took out the peony flower mold from the drawer on the side and gently pressed it on the dough, and the exquisite petal shapes appeared clearly.

After finishing making all the petals, Huang Jun took a short break and then took out a small piece of water-oil dough left before.

Add an appropriate amount of pigment to it and turn it into a bright yellow color, which will be used as the stamen part.

Once the yellow dough is kneaded, divide it into the required equal portions, each portion precise and even.

Then roll them into thin slices and wrap them with sweet bean paste filling.

Under his skillful hands, small balls quickly took shape.

Next, comes the anticipated and critical assembly step.

He carefully assembled the peony petals piece by piece on the small yellow ball.

In order to increase the stickiness between the petals, he brushed a thin layer of egg white between each petal to make it stronger.

His technique is both skillful and light. Three smaller petals form the inner layer, and then 5-6 larger petals form the outer layer. The layers are superimposed, just like a real peony flower blooming.

In order to ensure that the peony puff pastry would not fall apart during the frying process, he paid special attention to the bottom and ensured that it was pressed tightly.

When all the peonies were carefully assembled, he began the last crucial process - frying. He poured oil into the pot.

The temperature of the oil in the oil pan gradually increased, and a faint blue flame danced at the bottom of the pan.

Waiting patiently for the oil temperature to reach the appropriate 6% heat, he gently put the assembled peony cakes into the pot one by one.

moment.

There was a slight "sizzling" sound, which was the first encounter between Dudan flower cake and hot oil, and the oil splashed immediately.

The petals slowly sink under the hot oil, and then gradually become crispy under the influence of the oil temperature.

As time goes by, the Dudan flower cake rolls freely in the oil pan. The golden petals and pink petals are intertwined and slowly unfold against the hot oil. From time to time, there is a "crackling" sound in the oil pan. Those are the petals. The sound of blooming in hot oil.

The kitchen is filled with the faint aroma of oil and flour.

Chef Huang holds long chopsticks and gently flips the peony flower cake to ensure that each petal is heated evenly and fried until golden and crispy.

When it was fried to perfection, he quickly took out the peony flower cake and drained off the excess oil.

The crisp petals sparkle seductively under the light, as if a real peony flower is blooming.

"nice……"

Huang Jun looked at his work and nodded with satisfaction.

"Daddy..."

Qingqing and Weiwei Qingqing and Weiwei walked in dazedly, rubbing their sleepy eyes.

Perhaps attracted by the aroma emanating from the kitchen, their pink little noses twitched slightly, and they all stuck out their little tongues and licked the corners of their mouths a little greedily.

"Qingqing, Weiwei..."

Huang Jun quickly wiped his hands, immediately went over to them, and hugged them tightly in his arms. They looked more and more cute, and he couldn't help but put his lips to theirs and kissed them on their little faces.

"It smells so good..." Qingqing's little nose twitched slightly, and she asked curiously: "Dad, what delicious food are you making? It smells so good..."

Huang Jun replied with a smile: "Today is Teacher's Day. Dad wanted to make some peony cakes for your teacher Yang and the others as holiday gifts. Unexpectedly, as soon as they were ready, our two greedy cats woke up."

"Daddy, what is the Peony Flower Cake? I want to see it, I want to see it..." Weiwei said with a hint of curiosity in her smart eyes, with a look of impatient expression on her face.

Huang Jun naturally agreed to this small request.

He proudly showed his work to his two precious daughters: "'Thump thump thump...' Look, this is the peony flower cake, isn't it beautiful?"

"Wow……"

The moment they saw Du Dan Hua Su, Qing Qing and Wei Wei couldn't help but exclaim, their eyes widened with stunning light.

Huang Jun looked at their reactions and felt filled with a sense of accomplishment.

To him, the most beautiful compliment in the world is the sound of wonder and love from children.

Weiwei licked the corner of her mouth: "Daddy, Weiwei's little belly is so hungry..."

"Papa, Qingqing's little belly is so hungry..." Qingqing lowered her head shyly and whispered:

These two little guys must be a little hungry, but more likely they are greedy!
But he didn't point it out and said with a smile: "Okay, Dad will make breakfast right now. Do you want to eat some peony cakes to cushion your stomach first?"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Qingqing and Weiwei both raised their little hands excitedly, their faces filled with pure happiness.

There was a trace of hesitation in Qingqing's eyes. She looked up at Huang Jun and said seriously: "Papa, this is a holiday gift for the teacher. We can eat it now. Is it okay?"

Huang Jun saw her worry and said gently: "Of course it doesn't matter. Dad made more specially so that you can taste it in advance. But remember to brush your teeth and wash your face first."

"Uh-huh……"

The worries in the minds of the two little guys disappeared instantly. They nodded obediently and walked to the bathroom to wash up on their thin legs.

After they brushed their teeth and washed their faces, Huang Jun placed the peony cake on a delicate plate and brought it to Qingqing and Weiwei: "Eat..."

"Thank you daddy..."

The two little guys thanked each other politely.

They carefully held the peony cakes in their hands, as if they were holding a priceless treasure.

Qing Qing gently touched the crisp petals with her fingertips.

Weiwei smelled the faint fragrance of peony cakes with an intoxicated look on her face.

The two looked at each other and smiled, their eyes shining with love and reluctance for Peony Huasu.

The hesitant look seemed to say: Can such a beautiful thing really be eaten?
But finally!
The temptation of delicious food overcomes the inner hesitation.

They took a bite of the peony flower cake at the same time, and the crisp petals broke gently in their mouths, exuding a rich fragrance.

The delicate taste and slight sweetness were intertwined, making them close their eyes and enjoy the delicious moment.

"Papa, this peony flower cake is really delicious!" Weiwei gave a thumbs up excitedly.

"Yes, Dad, thank you for making us such delicious snacks!" Qingqing's eyes shone with gratitude and happiness.

Huang Jun saw them eating happily and felt warm in his heart: "You're welcome, as long as you like it, dad will cook it for you often in the future..."

(End of this chapter)