Rebirth as a Cooking God

With curiosity about the quality of his local products, Xia Yumai stepped into the glass museum.

The young pastry chef was explaining the production details of the'Light Cheese Cake' to a group of guests. His eyes swept straight over Xia Yu who was wearing a mask. When he saw Yi Sehui, the words stopped. At this time, Hui Se smiled to him. Gesturing and waving, the young pastry chef immediately raised his breath nervously, but still had a smile on his face, and continued: "... My explanation is here for the time being. Too much to say, it is better to personally participate and practice with both hands. Everyone Did you see the pastry mold on the table? After selecting, take the butter block first, like waxing the floor, and spread a layer of butter on the ground and the four walls of the mold."

Speaking of which, the young pastry chef eased his breath, and all the tourists in the house were busy. Everyone took their hands lightly. Even Qingshui Yuren took a mold and put it in front, wearing transparent film gloves, and carefully "waxing" the mold. .

At this time the pastry chef noticed Xia Yu wearing a mask.

Yi Sehui stood not far away, and the lecturer and the big boss who were interested in taking the mold and participating in the manual experience cast a helpless and funny look.

Hello, you need to keep a low profile!

Yi Sehui did not dare to imagine the exposure of the identity of the "boss" and the scene of a big mess on the farm.

The pastry chef misunderstood the helpless face of Yi Sehui, thinking that this was a certain star guest, who knew nothing about cooking but liked to make trouble, and immediately hesitated to come over, "I will guide you."

"Look, let's lay the cake mold like this first. Did you see the paper that has been cut on the table? Take a pad in the mold. Yes, this kind of oil paper is necessary for pastry. Otherwise, the snacks are in direct contact with the mold. , It’s very difficult to take it out after copying it..."

Xia Yu's heart haha, happy to pretend to be a buoyant new, appropriately showing dumb face, the pastry chef looked at him "clumsy", always smiling, a little stiff.

"Okay, okay, it's finally okay. The first step is completed. The next step is to squeeze the cream cheese and take another conditioning pot."

"Yes, that's it, just push it by hand through the bag."

"It is best to avoid tools such as knives and spoons, and directly touch the cream cheese."

It was difficult to go to the stage of egg-beating and milk-mixing. During this period, the young pastry chef was not only instructing Xia Yu. He walked around the house and finally returned to Xia Yu. At this time, Xia Yu finished After mixing, water, egg yolk, milk and previous cream cheese, together with low-gluten flour, form an'yolk cheese paste', which is delicate and shiny in the conditioning basin.

The pastry chef was dumbfounded. Seeing this, he couldn't help but suspiciously looking at the cute new face.

This……

Not to mention the cheese granules and flour granules, the finished paste, like a thin sheet of off-white silk satin, was spread in the basin.

This goodness, newcomer? What are you doing to tease me!

The young pastry chef was messy.

Without too much, the half-finished "color" word stops him for a second and makes him feel deeply malicious.

Next, throw a few drops of lemon juice.

"Well, what about the quality of sugar?"

Every guest who participated in the hands-on practice got a complete set of ingredients, a small packet of sugar, beautifully packaged, Xia Yu tore along the tear line, pour a little into the palm, swept his tongue, sugar particles entered Mouth, eyes suddenly shine, "It really is excellent!"

"Sir, this package of sugar is best added in 3 times, so the stirring is also divided in 3 times."

The young pastry chef reminded subconsciously.

"Oh."

Xia Yu answered, but didn't pick up the eggbeater on the table. The pastry chef saw him wearing transparent film gloves. His index finger and **** were together. He dived directly into the depth of the conditioning basin, deep into the paste, and turned it evenly. Small circles, the corners of the mouth twitched badly, speechless for a long time.

What, what!

"Click, click, click, click."

Fingers touch the bottom and the four walls of the metal mold, and there is a rhythmic and pleasant melody. This time the pastry chef was completely petrified, and his face was dazed, as if writing a line of words that I could not understand the operation of the god.

Add sugar three times and stir three times.

Similarly, when adding meringue, Xia Yu's "finger" was still working.

Soon, the cake batter was loaded into the mold that was previously coated with butter and greased paper, and the oven was already preheated. It is especially important to note that before entering the oven, the cake needs to be colored and covered with tin foil, the pastry chef thinks Remind, Xia Yu finished it with a blink of an eye.

Ding!

The sound of the oven starting. Seeing the relaxed appearance of Xia Yu after taking off his gloves, the young pastry chef couldn't help but growl, ah, why don't you pretend? If grievances could kill people, Xia Yu was so blasted and bathed in the spring water.

It takes 60 minutes to bake the cake. Xia Yu can't stay here for too long. Take off the disposable gloves and throw it into the trash can by the door. She nodded at Hui Shihui, "Go, go to the next place."

Yi Shi Hui stunned: "Want not to wait for the pastry to come out, look at the color?"

Xia Yu haha ​​said: "You also saw that I was going to play casually, paddling water, who knows the quality of the material is too good, excellent, I can't bear to waste, cough, so you can see my state. "

"But I really want to try..."

The young pastry chef watched the two people leave, and before Hui Shi left, he reluctantly looked at the expression of the oven, which made the pastry chef stunned and shocked.

I said, who is this great god?

"Same director!"

Qingshui Yuren found out that Yi Shihui was in a hurry to catch up, even his wife and children could not care. It was the hands-on participation in the cooking practice of pastries that made Shimizu Yuzu soberly aware of the super high quality of Xia's local products.

One word describes Qingshui Yuren's anxiety at this time: burning fire!

It's too late to chase it.

After 60 minutes, when Xia Yu and Yi Sehui arrived at the core area of ​​the farm, the cake workshop ~www.readwn.com~ As the rows of ovens opened on time, visitors took out their pastry works, glass room It's like a bomb with a high concentration of cake smells explodes.

Tourists are chatting in twos and threes, chatting about the work.

There are bad ones, and good ones.

A female assistant staff reminded the pastry chef: "The oven with the number 59 is not turned on. Guests may have left."

"No. 59?"

Just like the pastry chef who checked the work of each student, it was just like waking up in dreams, two steps in three steps, almost pounced on, click, the oven opened, a trace of aroma leaked from this, the pastry chef closed his eyes and took a breath Take a bite and take another bite, as if the little dog sniffing the food in a flash, with a happy and intoxicated expression. If you put a tail on him, you must be flicking behind your butt, extremely excited.

"Cake, can we try it?"

Harumi Ishino, Yuriko Tamagawa, with their daughters, appeared very early. The pastry chef didn't know that the guests were outside, squatting for an hour.