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Chapter 158 Disaster Relief Cake

Chapter 158 Disaster Cake

After the cold winter, the relationship between Yu Jian and Tang Yuan became more subtle.

After Chef Tang took a break, he re-entered Lantingxuan's kitchen to show off his skills, while Yu Jian spent more time at Yu's restaurant after classes.

After the phone call that night, the two still hadn't met each other, but somehow people felt that something must have happened.

Zhou Xiaoyan was lying on the front desk and poked Zhang Mingming who was wiping the countertop: "Don't you think it's strange?"

Zhang Mingming was confused: "What?"

"Chef Tang proposed and arranged the video. He went to find the important people personally. According to the little boss's temper, he will definitely come to thank you. Why is there no movement at all now?" Zhou Xiaoyan rubbed her chin and narrowed her eyes.

The eyes draw a line like a fox's eye.

Something is wrong, something is so wrong.

Zhang Mingming gave her a confused look: "Maybe you thanked me without knowing it?"

"Impossible!" Zhou Xiaoyan said categorically. She had placed an spy in Lan Tingxuan, so any trouble could escape her eyes.

Zhang Mingming clutched the rag in his hand, glanced at her intently, glanced at her again, and complained without hesitation: "You just have enough to eat and have nothing to do!" With the time for gossip, you can't help him with any work.

ah?

The business of Yu's restaurant is gradually recovering, and there are obviously many more customers these days than before.

After hearing his words, Zhou Xiaoyan's eyes flashed slightly: "Okay, okay, I'll clean the two tables in the back..."

A few people were noisy outside, and in the kitchen, Yu Jian was making misfortune cakes.

Since the Yin and Shang Dynasties, people have used sacrifices to cure diseases and disasters and pray for well-being. Later, many foods for praying for blessings were derived, and this misfortune cake is one of them.

"It is recorded in "Qing Yi Lu" that on his way to Shu, Emperor Xizong was unbearably hungry and lacked food. The palace and the local people worked together to make some pancakes, which are called 'disaster pancakes'." Yu Jian said.

Sprinkling a handful of dry flour on the dough, he looked at the questions from the audience in the live broadcast room and explained.

During the reign of Emperor Xizong of the Tang Dynasty, Huang Chao led a rebel army to revolt and approached Chang'an City. Emperor Xizong was helpless, so he had to learn from Xuanzong and go south to Shu to avoid the war. During the troubled times, this misfortune cake was probably the best way for the people of the Tang Dynasty to pray for a peaceful life.

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Pour a little white wine into the flour, stir evenly, add cooked lard, knead into a flocculent shape, then add warm water and knead evenly, knead it into a dough, and cover it with a damp cloth.

Red bean filling is required for disaster relief cakes. Taking advantage of the time to make the sugar dough, Yu Jian took out the adzuki beans that had been soaked for four hours from the pool, inserted her palm into the center of the basin, slowly drew circles in a clockwise direction, and then added

Discard the soaking water.

The making process of the filling is exquisite, and it has to go through several processes such as soaking, boiling, thickening, and stir-frying. No sugar is added, only osmanthus and pear flesh are added. The red bean filling produced in this way has a sweet taste and is nutritious.

After the dough is sugared, make a dough. Take a small dough and roll it into an oval. Roll it out along the length of the dough. Gently roll both sides to the center and make a cross-section into a double ring. Then put the filling in it.

Then fold the dough pieces and flatten them gently with your hands. Then turn the roll edge outward, hold both ends with your hands, fold it from outside to inside, and put a ring at the junction of the two ends to form a cake embryo.

In addition to baking, pancakes in the Tang Dynasty were fried. This traditional technique is still used today. Pour cooked lard into the pot, heat it over low heat until it is 20% hot, put the pancake embryo in, dip it in the oil for a while, and wait for it to melt in the oil.

When the dough floats, quickly remove it and drain the oil. After two minutes, increase the heat, then put the cake into the mixed fry, and use chopsticks to quickly flip it over.

The fried disaster relief pancakes are white in color and have crispy skin. After cooling, they are covered with a special red pattern, placed in a green disk, and decorated with a small yellow flower. It is so beautiful.

[What should I do...I really want to eat it!] The audience couldn't help it.

【Have you made a reservation for today? Let us know how it tastes later!】

I also made it with Yu Jian. It looked simple, but in actual practice, my fingers were disobedient and could only poke at the keyboard: [On the third day of cooking with the little boss, it ended in failure again. Okay, here are these pots and bowls from now on

The gourd pot can be relegated to the cold palace, I just go to Yujia Restaurant to eat the food cooked by the little boss.】

Yu Jian read the content on the barrage one by one, and smiled unconsciously, with bright eyes, and comforted netizens: "In fact, it is not difficult. You can do it a few times and you will be able to do it."

Not difficult?

Why isn't it difficult?

Not to mention an inexperienced cooking novice, even a seasoned cook who has been a cook for several years, the chopping board in front of him is full of messy semi-finished cakes, either the latte art is not in place, or the fillings are leaking all over the floor. The cook

They listened to Yu Jian's light words with complicated expressions and sighed silently in their hearts.

This person compares himself to others, which makes people angry sometimes!

Disaster relief cakes were given to guests as gifts. Yu Jian specially made more, wrapped a box for everyone who had helped the restaurant, and arranged for the waiter to deliver them.

The principal, teachers, classmates, and Zhang Shanshan and others who were far away in Raoxiang also received this thank-you gift from the capital.

After discussing with her mother, Yu Jian remitted the labor fee that Tang Jingling had given her last time to the principal, causing the principal to beat her chest in the office and point at Huang Mingming to criticize: "You won't stop her? The child needs money in the capital.

There are so many places!”

Huang Mingming couldn't argue. He couldn't say anything for a long time before he said weakly: "How can I control her."

The principal stopped talking when the gift box was opened. There were eight disaster relief cakes neatly placed inside. The cakes were as white as snow, with strange ring-shaped corners on the corners, and complicated ancient characters in the middle. They were very knowledgeable.

The principal looked at it for a long time with his reading glasses, but didn't recognize the words.

The pancake was quite heavy in his hand. Huang Mingming picked it up curiously and took a closer look. There was a faint maroon color in the crispy layer, and there was actually fillings in the pancake.

"Hmm..." After taking a bite, the principal sighed slightly, "Crispy and soft, sweet and delicious, the elegant aroma of red beans outlines the wonderful taste between the lips and teeth..."

"Kakaka." What answered him was the sound of Huang Mingming eating pancakes with his head down.

The principal raised his head at a forty-five degree angle, closed his eyes and savored the aroma in his mouth, and exclaimed: "What a divine taste! Lao Huang, take out the black tea from my cabinet!" This taste is not worthy of a little tea.

It makes no sense.

"Ka ka ka." The voice that answered him was still the sound of Huang Mingming eating pancakes with his head down.

The principal waited for a while, but couldn't wait for any movement. He opened his eyes and looked around him suspiciously. He saw that Huang Mingming had already finished two disaster relief cakes and was stretching out his fingers to grab the third one...

"Get your hands off me!" the principal yelled, quickly moved the gift box away, closed the lid with a "snap", and locked it in the cabinet with a "snap", "Get out of here right now -"

It's like gnashing one's teeth.

(End of chapter)


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