All Things That Eat Halberd Are Reborn

Paste skin: After baking, the paste skin has a tight structure, bright surface, plump, non-greasy, not hard core, mainly moon cakes.

Cakes: use all kinds of flour (bean) flour as the skin, supplemented with various fillings or single flour (bean) flour, after steaming, the entrance is soft and dense, rich in sweetness, and full of fragrance.

Mixed sugar skin: the structure of the leather surface is noisy, crisp and loose after baking, and the hardness is small.Such as peach apricot fruit and so on.

Biscuits: Hand-operated pastry-style biscuits or pancakes, etc.Its characteristics are crisp and crisp, such as sesame cakes and so on.

Other categories: eight-treasure rice, sweet soup, glutinous rice balls and other desserts.

But it's a pity that most of the Huaxia chefs with outstanding culinary skills were born in red cases, and few of them delved into desserts at all.

Because according to the order of dishes in Huaxia cuisine, there is basically a pot of clear tea on the table, followed by cold cold dishes, followed by stir-fried dishes, followed by big dishes, desserts and fruits to finish.

Dim sum here refers to rock sugar lotus seeds, white fungus sweet soup, glutinous rice balls and other sweet soups. In addition, it mainly replaces staple food such as cakes, cakes, balls, noodles, various noodles, dumplings, etc., and is not combined with the previous dishes at all. dim sum.

Under such conditions, it is conceivable that dim sum chefs are excluded.In the end, all Huaxia dim sum chefs were forced to stand on their own, and the red case and the white case were separated.

Starting from the division, the weakness of Huaxia Chef, who already had sectarian views, became even weaker.

"It's always good if talented chefs are willing to learn Western desserts to make up for their shortcomings." Zhang Yu comforted himself.

"[email protected]! Chef Zhang Yu! The boy's oven seems to be on fire!" Zhang Yu exclaimed in his ear comforting himself.

"Nimma!" Zhang Yu jumped up, and a light kite turned over the long table, snatched the fire extinguisher from the staff, lit his coquettish footsteps, and in the blink of an eye, went straight to the burning oven in the black smoke.

The white mist quickly extinguished the flames. Fortunately, considering the safety issue, each stove in the venue has an independent switch, which did not affect other chefs except for causing some panic.

"Are you alright?" Zhang Yu asked nervously after the flames were extinguished.

"Ahem, I'm fine." Mo Bai fanned the black smoke, his eyes still bright on his black face covered in smoke.

"Little brother, why don't we do red cases with peace of mind?" Zhang Yu is very familiar with this kind of look, and he used to gaze at the splendid culinary art world with this kind of look in the past.

So Zhang Yu is very clever, this time he ignited the oven for baking, who knows if he will directly cause an explosion next time.

"No, trust me. I'm already very proficient!" After saying that, Mo Bai took the bamboo basket and rushed to the material area again.

"..." Zhang Yu stretched out his hand and looked at Mo Bai Sahuan's back, as if ten thousand alpacas were whizzing by in his heart. "Proficient? Skilled, how can you light the oven?!"

Xiaobai beside Mobai was also powerless to complain.

"I've given you the detailed steps. How did you start the oven?!"

That's right, what Mobai makes is not an advanced version of madeleines.

What he made was the most basic, the basic version that even gave the temperature and ratio.

"I think baking is an attitude, and it should be more casual." Mo Bai's explanation for this is convincing.

"So you are so casual that you ordered the oven?" Xiaobai exclaimed that he couldn't be provoked, he was a godlike baker.

"Don't keep staring at the result of the oven being ignited, okay? Am I trying to grasp the intuitive feeling?" Mo Bai became angry from embarrassment. "Besides, it's not your oven, and you don't need to clean it up."

"Yeah, wait!" Xiaobai's expression changed instantly. "Damn! You shouldn't have predicted this before baking outside!"

It seemed to feel the truth of the matter.

Mo Bai shook his head speechlessly.

Intuition can really push cooking to the height of brilliance.It's just that after being exposed to baking, Mo Bai didn't feel the incomparably carefree decisiveness at all.

Primary intuition doesn't seem to work for new fields or recipes.

It's right to think about it, if there is really such a heaven-defying effect that can push the first-time recipes to the peak, the level of Mobai's intuition cannot be elementary.

Ever since, Mo Bai came up with a bold idea - to quickly stack proficiency by committing suicide.

He didn't expect that when he caught fire just now, he really found some feelings.

What he needs most now is to continue to follow this feeling. As for the impact, I think Yuanyue Resort, which has a big business, will not care about him.

Well, failure is always inevitable on the road of cooking.

Mo Bai double loaded it with baking ingredients again, he chose a new cooking table, wiped his face, and cleaned his hands by the way.Spend some time again in the infinite death.

Melt the butter in water, add eggs and sugar and beat until liquid, add finely sieved low-gluten flour and baking powder, beat until there are no particles...

"Although I don't want to admit it, but compared to the boy's unfamiliar and stiff movements before, his method of making batter is indeed so proficient that it can be called smooth." Seina Hiromi nodded secretly while watching Mo Bai's fierce operation.

"Yeah. If only he could use the oven so smoothly." Schapper smiled wryly.

A large part of baking depends on the oven.

Of course, the reason for the wry smile was that he had thought of a terrifying possibility. The boy who lit the oven wouldn't really plan to serve the madeleine cake to the jury before the end of the assessment... right?

It's so cold that my stomach feels uncomfortable... Fortunately, I finished the update in the middle of the night and posted it in the morning...

Chapter 48. The Galaxy Shining Boy

"No way?" Hiromi Sena remembered his identity as a judge, with fear in his eyes.

MMP!Today's chefs can't be so strong! ?Yuanyue Ligong's evaluation of the chef may not necessarily affect IGO, but it is enough to have a considerable impact in the Far East cuisine circle.

Schapper gave Hiromi Sena a look. "Have you forgotten that he has passed the examination?"

"Fuck!" Hiromi Sena swears. "Wait! Why does he still make madeleines when he has already passed the test?"

"No one in the precautions stipulates that only one restaurant's position can be assessed." Schapper faintly wanted to hang up the rule maker, and the latter's negligence caused him to be in a dilemma.

The staff is still cleaning up the ominous pile of black charcoal on the cooking table that caught fire. Schapper couldn't imagine what it would be like to eat it with that color and aura.

Stomach hurts.

Schapper's calm poker face began to twitch.

"Mr. Chapelle, what's the matter with you? You have an upset stomach? I'll get you the medicine." Hiromi Sena with a smirk on his face was about to run away. The next moment a powerful arm pressed down on his shoulder,

"Sit down." Schapper clasped Hiromi Sena firmly like an eagle's talons, with the strength of his fingertips piercing through his shoulder blades.

"It hurts, hurts!" Sena Hiromi cried and was pushed back on the chair.

At this moment, Hiromi Sena could only pray in fear that the madeleine cake served by Mobai would not taste too weird.

However, Mo Bai's actions behind the cooking table made Sena Hiromi feel cold all over.

The smooth operation disappeared, and Mo Bai poked at the oven from time to time with a curious expression like a child playing with toys.

"My life is over!"

Chef Gao Xing has a much more sensitive sense of taste than ordinary people due to his daily dealings with cooking.

What does a burnt cake taste like?

Burnt, burnt... maybe rich smoke from someone who can light an oven.

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Just such a simulation in his mind, Sena Hiromi felt that the whole person was not well.

It wasn't just Hiromi Sena and Chapelle who felt that everyone was in a bad mood at the scene. Zhang Yu, who was standing by the Mobai cooking table, ready to perform fire rescue at any time, was also frightened.

"Didn't you say that you are already proficient!?" Zhang Yu's inner voice roared frantically.Looking at Mobaicaiji's one-finger Zen, he hurriedly called the staff on the side to ask them to get more fire extinguishers—it might not be enough.

The moment he turned his head, Zhang Yu found that there seemed to be a figure standing beside Worship.

It was only for a moment, when Zhang Yu hurriedly turned around, he found nothing. "illusion?"

"Emmm...that's weird, why does it feel broken again when it comes to the baking stage." Mo Bai poked at the button display of the oven, frowning and muttering.

Mo Bai originally wanted to rely on coherence, and adjust the set time and temperature when he felt that he was not paying attention.

But the result disappointed him greatly.

"Why don't you try to give up setting the time and adjust the temperature during baking?" A white arm stretched out from Mo Bai's side and clicked on the start button on the oven screen.

"Ah? There's still this kind of operation?" Mo Bai was stunned. Having never used an oven, he always thought that there was no difference between an oven and a microwave oven. The temperature and time should be set in advance.

It hadn't occurred to him at all that the oven could adjust the temperature.

Indeed, if you give up setting the time and concentrate on adjusting the temperature, and then reset the time when you feel that it can be cooked, it is no different from cooking with a normal stove.

"Fuck! Then what was I doing just now!" Mo Bai was shocked, he thought of System Xiaobai.

Cooperating with you, an elf with thick eyebrows and big eyes, you actually look at me again throughout the whole joke!

"Xiaobai comes out and gets beaten!"

Xiaobai felt bitter, he was a system elf who was on the gourmet road halfway, and he knew how to operate an egg oven.

It's just that it wanted to refute at this time, but it didn't dare to move at all.

Because——your deadly friend, the administrator of the elusive ghost is online.

Seeing that Xiaobai had shamefully disappeared, when Mo Bai was about to thank the person who reminded him, Qiaoxiaoqianxi's two rituals appeared in her sight, which surprised her greatly.

"Miss Shi!" Mo Bai smiled happily.

"Hush!" The two men pointed to Zhang Yu, who had a dark complexion beside him, and a series of chefs with crazy eyes around him.

"..." Mo Bai withdrew his joyful expression as if his face had changed.

The two ceremonies blinked playfully, tapped their toes, jumped up and sat lightly on the cooking table directly opposite Mobai. "I look forward to your work."

Mo Bai stared at the oven, and after abandoning the psychological pressure of setting the time, the familiar feeling spread all over his body again.

"In that case—"

Mo Bai pressed the time cancel button of the oven, opened the oven and took out the tray.

Knee!

Broken molds flew out along with half-baked cake bases.

"I will serve you food!"

The actions that were too sandy and sculptural won the attention of the audience—"This boy has finally gone crazy." The voices of all members were unified.

When Zhang Yu was wondering whether he should knock Mo Bai unconscious and drag him off for treatment, he saw Mo Bai's burning eyes.

That kind of self-confidence, that kind of arrogance, that kind of aura of never giving up, made Zhang Yu suddenly lose his mind.

"Mr. Chapelle, don't you really need to call medical personnel?" Hiromi Sena, who was happy when he saw Mo Bai's broken knee at the last moment, saw the back of the former heading towards the food area the next moment, feeling negative in his heart. The energy exploded.

"Let's take a look again. Chef Zhang Yu didn't even stop his behavior. He thought he was simply venting." Schapper, who was a little hesitant, decided to trust Zhang Yu's judgment.

While the two were talking, Mo Bai returned with a full load for the nth time.