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Chapter 150 The beauty's temples are red

Chapter 150 Beauty’s temples are red with flowers

Yu Yuan welcomed the person in, took the cake box from his hand, opened it eagerly, and was immediately...dumbfounded.

He opened his mouth and looked at the ordinary pumpkin in the beautiful box in front of him, and remained silent in a rare moment. After a while, he silently closed the box and put it back into Tang Yuan's hand, with deep round eyes.

She glanced at him and opened the door of the room: "Go slowly, I won't see you off."

Who are you trying to fool with a pumpkin?!

Tang Yuan laughed out loud at his amusement, slapped the little guy's head hard, and opened the cake box again: "Smell it, is it the smell of pumpkin or cake?"

Yu Yuan came over and took a sniff, his eyes brightened, and he raised his face: "It smells like cake!" This was a definite statement.

Pumpkin Basque cheesecake is very popular among young people nowadays. Today is a public holiday. As usual, Tang Yuan went to the store to wait for the supplier to deliver the goods. Unexpectedly, he met an unexpected person-Yang Jianxin. This guy usually

If you can be lazy for a minute, it will definitely not take only thirty seconds. Today is a day off, so how can you still come to the store?

"The sun comes out in the west?" Tang Yuan hugged his chest and teased.

Yang Jianxin was looking at the video on his phone with a grimace, but Tang Yuan's arrival was like a god descending to earth. He was so excited that his eyes filled with tears. He slid up to Tang Yuan, held his hand and said: "

Boss, it's a good thing you're here!" That dog-legged look almost made him kneel down on the spot.

Tang Yuan suddenly felt something bad, retracted his hand and asked, "What are you going to do?"

What to do? Of course, make a love cake for your sweetheart!

Classmate Zhou Xiaoyan has recently become obsessed with a blogger who specializes in cooking. She obsessively watches the blogger cooking delicacies from all over the world every day, which makes her eat several extra late-night snacks. No, she was on a date with Yang Jianxin that day.

I happened to see the blogger making a new dish and showed it to him with gusto. Yang Jianxin poked at the video with interest and said nonchalantly: "Everyone can do such a simple thing."

The result is tragic...

It's easy to say this, but it's really not easy to do the work! Yang Jianxin watched the video for a long time with tears in his eyes. He knew every procedure, but he couldn't do it together. Thinking of the dozen pumpkins that had been used up at home, he was so confused.

I think his father was right to kick him out of the house. What a waste of food!

Tang Yuan raised his eyebrows and watched the entire video, patted his shoulder and sighed, "Okay, if you have to make yourself miserable, wouldn't it be nice to go to the bakery and buy one?"

"How can you be sincere when you buy something and make it yourself?" Yang Jianxin nudged his way to Tang Yuan's side again, looking at him expectantly, "Boss, can you teach me?" Chef Tang is a god, and there is no one like him who doesn't.

He can cook Western-style meals, from appetizers to desserts, from soups to main dishes, and the salads he mixes by hand are all very delicious.

Tang Yuan sighed silently again and put on his apron obligingly.

He doesn't want to agree, but with Yang Jianxin's temper, he can talk about you for a month like Mrs. Xianglin, until you feel guilty.

Tang Yuan directed him to clean the Beibei pumpkin first, cut the top and steam it, and then take out the pumpkin flesh in the middle. Yang Jian followed the steps taught by Chef Tang in an orderly manner with his hands and feet, and started processing the pumpkin flesh again.

He complained: "There are so many seeds and I have to pick them out one by one. It's really troublesome."

"Why don't you do it?" Tang Yuan glanced at him and said.

This sentence successfully blocked his mouth. Yang Jianxin smiled flatteringly and continued to fight with the pumpkin seeds.

Put the pumpkin meat puree into the breaker, add a cooked salted egg yolk, then pour in milk and sprinkle with a pinch of salt to taste, and beat into a paste. Then Tang Yuan starts to make cheese paste. Add sugar, honey and cornstarch to the cream cheese, and mix lightly.

Stir lightly, then pour in the beaten egg liquid, together with the pumpkin puree, and break it again with a wall breaker.

Pumpkin Basque is indeed a very creative cuisine. There are many pumpkin dishes in Western food. This is related to foreign eating habits. They prefer to use potatoes and pumpkin as their staple food. The traditional pumpkin Basque cake is thick and milky.

But the shape is still the same as an ordinary cake. What makes the blogger happy is that the ingredients are still the same, but the shell of Babe pumpkin is used in the shape, which makes the dessert more interesting.

This is very inspiring to Tang Yuan. He has been pursuing innovation in Western dishes, but he is stuck in the selection of ingredients and ignores the change of style.

He concentrated on putting the batter into a drying net and filtering it until the batter was smooth and smooth without any air bubbles, then poured it into the pumpkin until it was eighty full.

Yang Jianxin quickly took the baking tray in his hand and said: "I'll do it, I'll do it, you can rest~" The dessert was finished after being baked in the oven, and naturally he couldn't bear to make Chef Tang work hard anymore. Waiting for the adjustment

It's good oven time, so I poured Chef Tang a glass of water again.

"Why do you like Zhou Xiaoyan?" Tang Yuan asked abruptly.

Yang Jianxin was confused by his question. His lips flushed for a long time before he muttered: "She is beautiful."

"There are a lot of beautiful people. A few of the girls in our store are not bad looking, right?"

Yang Jianxin thought about it again, organized his words a little, and told him: "She is so beautiful, she is different from others. It just hit my heart all of a sudden. Every time I see her, my little heart can't help but beat."

She was jumping up and down, but she was so nervous." Yang Jianxin touched his head, then poked his head into the oven uneasily, and said, "You may not believe it, but I fell in love with her at first sight!" Fate is really wonderful, just like that.

At one glance, he fell into Zhou Xiaoyan's half-smiling eyes and couldn't extricate himself for a long time.

"Chef Tang, are you having any drama with the guy next door?" Tang Yuan turned around and saw Yang Jianxin lingering next to him again, asking him gossiping.

Tang Yuan glanced at him coolly, stretched out his big palm and patted his head gently: "Work hard, gossip is something only women can do."

Yang Jianxin shrank his neck and ran away as if running for his life. Who said gossip is a woman's nature? Men are curious too! Chef Tang is too arbitrary...



"Xiao Yuanzi, I'm back!" Before the person arrived, he heard his voice first. The voice was delicate and soft, and it sounded like an oriole emerging from the valley, or like the wind blowing in the willows. Tang Yuan only felt that this

The sound seemed to be summoned into his heart, causing the blood flow to speed up.

He held his restless chest slightly and wanted to stand up to greet him.

Unexpectedly, a figure was faster than him, and flew out like a whirlwind, accompanied by a heartbreaking cry: "Sister--" Looking at that posture, those who didn't know thought they hadn't seen each other for decades...

Yu Jian hugged the small cannonball that popped out. Under his huge impact, she unconsciously took two steps back: "What's wrong? Why have you been wronged?"

"What grievance can he have? He was eating cake with gusto just a second ago, right, Xiao Yuanzi?" Tang Yuan walked out of the room and exposed Yu Yuan's little tricks in a cold voice. The little guy stared at him with his teeth bared.

, so angry that he puffed up his cheeks.

Yu Jian looked up and saw in the half-sunk shadow of the corridor pavilion, someone with a high nose, thin lips, and sword-like eyebrows flying slanted into the black hair on the temples.

The night was not dark, and the light and shadow were blurred. His profile was impeccable.

(End of chapter)


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