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There are no flaws in the trial product, and he can do nothing more than improve the lower limit when he is serious about it. The flavor is more intense and the contrast is clearer, and there is no qualitative change to the structure of the whole dish.

Food question?

He tasted the chestnuts when peeling them. Although the quality is not as good as the high-quality and special products on the market, the chestnuts grown in Lingxiu Mountain can still be regarded as good products even after being frozen for several months.

"What does the Lord think?" Mo Bai turned to Chen Long.

"Delicious." Chenlong's compliment was very brief.

Obviously, this answer was not what Mo Bai wanted.

"It's just delicious." Mo Bai was a little disappointed, rubbing his chin and looking at the bonfire, lost in thought.

Obviously, everyone was very happy to eat the ordinary boiled chestnuts before, but how did they lose the taste after making Mont Blanc?

Mobai's eyes fell on the remaining orange flesh in the wooden tray, and suddenly he seemed to understand what he had quickly taken a whole piece of chestnut flesh.

Gently break apart, some brown candy centers splashed a few drops of water powder, while the steam still lingered.

These chestnuts are still warm inside after some time.

Looking at the remaining chestnut cream in the piping bag, it was obviously sent with warm water, but it was already cracked and collapsed in just a few words.

"So that's it!" The inspiration in Mo Bai's mind was accompanied by a flash of lightning.

The truth is really simple: Stir-fried chestnuts in sugar must be eaten hot.

Eating chestnuts is good because of their sweetness and softness, but when the weather turns cold, eating sugar-fried chestnuts has more of the purpose of eating them for warmth--sweet, glutinous and sweet with the heat from the pan, one piece will be delicious It seems to have eaten a little sun, and the whole body is warmed up by the aroma of chestnuts.

"Damn! Could this be the fabled Black Under the Lamp?" Mo Bai scolded himself secretly. "Obviously he wanted PY Chenlong to remind him of the sun, but he almost did the opposite."

The fool is actually me?

Mo Bai hurriedly threw this terrible thought out of his mind, but Erina simply thought that she ate too many chestnuts, otherwise Mo Bai's famous name would be ruined by a single "chestnut".

The reason why the impact is not as expected is very simple. The warm cream in the wild at minus [-] or [-] degrees is also instantly cooled. What is the difference between eating and eating ice cream?It's too cold, how can I have the energy to savor it carefully?

Mobai resolutely abandoned Montblanc's thinking, and Montblanc, who was like a mountain, ordered a orange and bright chestnut in syrup to make the peak look good, but the cold cream was a little bit reluctant at the entrance of this icy and snowy place.

"Warm desserts...baking?" Mo Bai, who was the master of Wugeng Ruli and learned a lot of dessert knowledge during the period when the Schappells were called wars but actually showed their love, thought of another chestnut dessert: Chestnut Brown Ni.

Montblanc and brownie look alike, but are very different

The essence of Montblanc lies in the peak cream and the layering of the cross section. The part of the cake base is actually not so particular. It is very common to break and bake the base with digestive biscuits.

Brownie abandons the cream (of course, it doesn’t matter if you add it), it is a dessert with a texture between cake and biscuit, and it can be mixed with other ingredients.

But here comes the problem again, he can't build an oven in this icy and snowy place, is it possible that he should break the stele and crack the stone with his bare hands, and take out a stone oven with his bare hands?

Not to mention the quality, whether it will be heated and burst in the middle, and the safety is not sure. In addition, the picture of digging out the oven with bare hands is too beautiful to see.

Mobai still needs some face.

"This road doesn't work either." Mo Bai sighed and scratched his head.

What should we do?Is there no simple, warm-up dessert other than sugar-fried chestnuts?

……

Wait, it seems there is!

His memories were pushed back a long, long time ago, in the heyday of various small vendors. There were always some vendors selling delicious desserts on the street. What impressed Mo Bai the most was the golden cake with a rich, sweet and oily aroma in a plastic bag. .

Chicken cakes, or fried cakes, because of his accent, Mo Bai has never been able to tell the difference. Anyway, he was young and ignorant. He saw small vendors taking out cakes the size of a child's fist and frying them on a black iron plate. It was delicious. The breath is mixed with the fragrance of oil and can be smelled from afar.

In the freezing weather, I happily took a bite of the soft, crispy and warm cake. The sweetness of sweetness penetrated into my heart, and the warm cake fell into my stomach, warming my whole body.

Later, the small vendors disappeared in the footsteps of the times with the years, but this taste memory has always been passed down.

Until one day, he ate the dessert "Waffle" with a rather foreign name, and his memory of the taste suddenly revived—is this different from the egg cake? !

It is true that the main ingredient of waffles is egg batter, and the same is true of egg cakes. It is not surprising that the taste is similar except for the difference in flour.

Mo Bai immediately froze, and his unbelievable gaze fell on the strangely shaped double-sided frying pan.

Originally, he wanted to use this thing to crumble wafer biscuits and warm them up to make Mont Blanc cake bases, but now——with this magical tool, it doesn't matter whether it's chicken cakes or waffles!

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What's more, the double-sided frying pan also had a special mold for styling when I bought it.

There are a lot of gifts in the form of stars, hearts, balls, etc.

Referrals are the people who stock up on goods for a rainy day?

Loved it.

Mo Bai picked up the double-sided frying pan and felt the urge to kiss it.

Ah~ this exquisite design!

Ah~ This solid and non-pressing texture!

Ah~ this shining craftsman spirit hidden in the pot!

It's like Bai Fumei in the frying pan, and the two rituals in the kitchen utensils!

Male chefs should love this!Women will only affect the speed of knife skills.

Of course, except for Shijie, she can make the knife skills faster.

The frying pan in front of Mo Bai seemed to be no longer a frying pan, but the quiet and beautiful face of Miss Shi.

Mo Bai caressed the double-sided frying pan carefully, the indelible affection in his eyes made the two girls' scalps tingle.

"Hiss—Mobai/Baibai still has this strange hobby of liking kitchen utensils?"

Erina and Alice looked at each other, subconsciously shivering.

It's no problem for the chef to like the new kitchen utensils, but for some reason, the scene of Mo Bai staring at and stroking the frying pan with fiery eyes gave the two girls goose bumps all over the floor.

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"Ahem, it seems that Mobai's benefactor has thought about the improvement direction of desserts?" Seeing that Mobai's painting style began to develop in a strange direction, Chen Long hurriedly called to stop.

He didn't want strange rumors spreading in the culinary world that "the new disciple of the leader, Bai Yunguan, and his party were inexplicably contaminated with fetishes".

"Must." Mo Bai made a [Completely O98K] gesture.

After calming down his rippling mood, Mobai's eyes suddenly appeared like thunder.

Next, he will show off the audience and reach a py deal!

Statue mode, open!

Mobai, who was covered in golden light, immediately attracted the attention of everyone around the campfire.

Erina and Alice are basically used to Mobai Cuisine's self-luminous setting, but Chenlong and Husky, the superior and the dog, are stunned.

In fact, chicken cakes and waffles are simple basic snacks in terms of production technology. No matter whether it is the former or the latter, it does not need to be fermented, as long as the batter is prepared.

However, as the saying goes, the simpler the cooking details, the more success or failure can be determined.

Mo Bai's expression is focused, and he has been in the wild for the past few days without any trivial matters, and his clear attention is highly concentrated.

Eggs are put into the bowl, and the egg beater stirs up wisps of swirling egg liquid. The moment the golden egg liquid touches the air and fluffs up, it suddenly falls into the bowl, and when it hits the bowl wall, it foams like waves.

Mo Bai caught every movement of the egg liquid in the bowl. In an instant, he felt that he was far away from the kitchen for a week. Instead of being unfamiliar, his own micro-manipulation had actually risen to a higher level.

What is even more astonishing is that his huge mental power is echoing with his actions-this is something that has never happened before.

Normally, Mo Bai would take the initiative to inject mental power into his heart.

How is this going?

"Isn't mountain climbing the experience of Erina and Alice? Why didn't these two girls achieve results, but I gained something first." Mo Bai complained in his heart while whisking the egg liquid.

However, if it is in such an excellent state, maybe you can try to make the spiritual power actively resonate with the ingredients.

Mo Bai has always relied on the word "courage" in his actions!

Just do it!

Vast mental power protruded towards the egg liquid in the bowl, and the next moment, Mo Bai not only heard the sound of the ingredients again, but also felt that the bowl of egg liquid gradually glowed like the sun with the resonance of spiritual power. Light—the ingredients are changing their genus according to his will.

Mobai's eyes suddenly shrank, and this experience was as if Sister Shi forced him to hear the voice of the hell ice bass when she rescued the scene.

Is the mystery the original resonance?

Faced with such a sudden improvement in his heart, Mo Bai's hands trembled rarely.

"There's no need for Mobai's benefactor to panic, it's just the advanced function of the kitchen heart."

Chenlong's voice rose from the bottom of his heart, forcibly calling back the shocked Mo Bai.

Mo Bai took a deep breath and refocused on the process of beating the egg liquid. It was really strange why Mo Bai stopped. The two girls clearly saw the vision of the egg liquid blooming when the former was stirring the egg beater again.

It wasn't the usual crumbs of light from Mobai's ingredients, nor was it the brilliance after cooking. If Erina and Alice had to describe it, they could only say that the light had a warm taste.

Looking at Mo Bai who was holding his breath as if there was some high-end food in the bowl, although Erina and Alice couldn't understand it, a premonition began to emerge in their hearts: in some aspect they couldn't understand, Mo Bai had done it again. Terrible evolution.

The beaten golden egg liquid is passed through a fine sieve, and the egg gluten and floating foam are filtered out to make the egg liquid more delicate.

Then add sugar, baking soda, and sifted low-gluten flour, keep the temperature in water and beat with all your strength until whipped.

Use another container, shake and bump gently to ensure that excess air is released from the beaten batter.

Mo Bai began to switch to the iron pot for making chestnut puree just now and started to operate again.

Butter, chestnut puree, vanilla milk, whipped cream...

The ingredients are the same as the trial one, but this time Mobai is no longer making chestnut cream, but chestnut paste!

The last two rituals in the pot-the appearance of the double-sided frying pan!

Without rushing to install the hemispherical mould, Mo Bai put the peeled whole chestnuts in a double-layered frying pan, closed them, and placed them on the campfire.

There is no oiling, and the degree of roasting of the chestnuts cannot be seen. Mo Bai can perceive the heat transmission of every part of the ingredients only by the resonance between the chef's heart and the ingredients.

The two girls stared wide-eyed in disbelief as they watched Mo Bai's confident body swaying from side to side as the flame licked the double-sided frying pan, turning it over from time to time.

I don't know how long it took, Mo Bai quickly retracted the frying pan and opened the lock, and the aroma of roasted chestnuts, which was ten times and a hundred times stronger than boiled chestnuts, exploded in the tent like a bomb.

Stretching out their hands to straighten their crooked bangs, Erina and Alice stretched their necks and looked into the frying pan.

Unlike the round chestnut fruit, the strange-looking chestnut no longer has the golden flesh before. After being roasted, there are more black lines similar to the pattern of tiger skin. Although it is burnt, it does not smell burnt. The richer sweetness makes people more appetite.