Wu Guoliang frowned and asked in a deep voice: "Is this little bastard from the Neon Kingdom still alive?"
Yu Jian and Yu Jianping looked at each other and were surprised. Wu Guoliang actually knew Watanabe Murichi.
"My hand was broken because of him." Wu Guoliang said with a cold chill, "I will remember this bastard for the rest of my life."
Yu Jianping reminded in a low voice: "Pay attention to your demeanor."
"What a bastard! You don't know what he did!" Wu Guoliang jumped up and walked around the yard, so full of anger that even Yu Jian could feel it.
She asked softly: "Uncle Wu, what kind of dispute do you have with this Watanabe villager?"
When Wu Guoliang was young, he was famous for a while. Relying on his ancestral pastry skills and his own intelligence and talent, he created China's first "fancy puff pastry" technique, and the food he made was not only delicious
Excellent and lifelike, it has led a generation of Chinese pastry trends.
I don't know where this Watanabe village heard about someone like him, who traveled across the ocean and came to China from the Neon Country to learn skills. In those days, it was so proud to have a foreign apprentice.
The same was true for Wu Guoliang, but he reserved his skills. He only taught Watanabe Murichi the most basic aesthetic design and pastry craftsmanship, and did not teach him the most crucial aspect of puff pastry. It can be said that with so many apprentices, Wu Guoliang did not teach him
One is worthy of recognition. Although Watanabe Murichi is extremely talented, because he is from the Neon country, Wu Guoliang will not teach him everything he has, and he usually just shows off.
Unexpectedly, Watanabe Village was so angry that he actually tampered with the stove. At that time, he was putting the prepared noodles into the oil pan, and the flames suddenly jumped up, followed by a huge explosion.
The man was rescued, but his hand was blown off. Fortunately, the doctor was highly skilled and managed to put him back together, but that almost cut off his livelihood as a chef.
The explosion caused fires in surrounding houses and injured numerous people. As a client, although he was innocent in the police investigation, his neighbors would not let him go. Even if he lost everything and paid money, public anger could not be extinguished.
This led to his semi-escape experience. He had no face to appear in front of everyone again, and he could no longer withstand the accusations made against him.
This person who was once so high suddenly fell to the bottom, not only his identity, but also his heart.
This guy Watanabe Murichi set a fire, burned a group of people, and then returned to the neon lights.
Wu Guoliang asked about it and it was said that he had also become a famous refreshment master.
Is he worthy of such a person?!
"As soon as Watanabe Village comes to the capital." Yu Jianping told him calmly, following him out of the corner of his eye.
Sure enough, Wu Guoliang became even more excited. He picked up the nail rake and rushed out the door.
"Come back!" Yu Jianping shouted to stop him.
Wu Guoliang: "What are you doing? I have to kill that bastard!"
Standing up, Yu Jianping quickened his pace and walked to him, grabbed the rake from his hand, threw it aside, dragged him to sit down again, and said: "You are getting older as you age! Now is a society ruled by law, beating people
illegal!"
Yu Jian choked on her saliva, choked, tilted her head and coughed desperately.
Uncle Jianping is really a good and law-abiding citizen...
"Then what do you think we should do?!" Wu Guoliang asked him with wide eyes, "This won't work, that won't work, shall we avenge ourselves?"
"Chef, we must use the chef's method to take revenge. Do you dare to defeat him in the competition?" Yu Jianping finally asked what was in his heart, with a provocative tone.
He knew Wu Guoliang. This person usually looked like a fool and was unreliable, but he never let his guard down at critical moments. He also had a short temper and was easily irritated. It was best to use provoking methods.
"Are you provoking me?" Wu Guoliang raised his eyebrows again, and he was full of dissatisfaction. What did Watanabe Village do? Comparing with him? You have lost your identity!
But it’s not impossible.
Yu Jianping's proposal was very much to Wu Guoliang's liking. To defeat him in the field he was best at was even more embarrassing than slapping him in public. Thinking of that scene, Wu Guoliang burst out laughing, his face full of tears.
It's a lewd smile with lewd meaning.
…
Since he came here, Yu Jian naturally wanted to learn from him.
Wu Guoliang straightened his legs and asked first: "What do you think of your Bai An Kung Fu?"
Yu Jian answered carefully: "Ordinary, better than the average person, but not as good as a professional. I am better at seasoning than others, and the taste is greater than the shape."
This is true. Yu Jian's taste buds are naturally sensitive, and her tongue can taste the tiniest flavors, so she can definitely come out on top when it comes to sauces and soups.
But the taste of pasta is not enough. The appearance of Nishimura Xiaowako made her realize her shortcomings in certain aspects.
"Then do what you think is the best and let me have a look." Wu Guoliang said again, with the intention of testing it.
When it comes to puff pastry techniques, Yu Jian only knows lotus puff pastry, which she learned online after traveling through time.
The kitchen of Wu Guoliang's family is very large and uses both Chinese and Western styles. This is probably to better study new pastries.
Yu Jian washed her hands, tied up her hair, put on an apron, and started making puff pastry.
Mix the flour, sugar, lard and water evenly and knead it into a dough. Divide it into two parts, leave one part blank and the other part dyed with powder. Cut into small pieces and shape into a round shape.
According to the color, the oil leather is ground into the shape of beef tongue, rolled up from bottom to top, then flattened, rolled out, and rolled up. After repeating this process, the oil leather reaches the ideal state.
Put the pink pastry dough on the outside, fold it in half and press it from the middle to both sides, put the white pastry pastry that has also been flattened, wrap the pastry filling in the middle, and knead it into a ball.
After gently cutting out the shape of the petals on the surface with a knife, it is time to enter the most critical step - frying. Use more oil, low heat, and fry slowly at low temperature. Use a spoon to scoop up the boiling oil from time to time.
Pour it on the pastry. Wait until the lace blooms slightly, pick it up and spread it out a little, then put it into the oil pan and fry...
Many people choose a simple oven to make lotus cakes, but Yu Jian believes that if you have not experienced frying in an oil pan, it is not considered a complete cake.
So what was finally presented to Wu Guoliang was the beautiful scene of "a lotus leaf skirt cut in one color, with hibiscus blooming on both sides of the face."
"The most striking thing is the green with red, everything is purple and red..." Wu Guoliang murmured, and the hand that wanted to touch the lotus cake stopped again and again. Then he remembered something and took out his mobile phone to take a photo.
I don't know who I passed it to, but I pressed the voice button again and started to speak: "Did you see, this is the lotus cake? What kind of stuff do you usually make? It's not round or plump at all and has no beauty at all!"
When he heard the delivery notification sound, he continued to turn to the pastry in front of him. When he touched it lightly with his fingertips, he heard the crisp sound of lotus petals breaking. He glanced at it, and Yu Jian suddenly cheered up.