The southern masters who were originally sure of their victory did not expect that they would be defeated by a piece of sesame cake.
When the host announced the results, he shook his head darkly. Zhang Guohua especially felt uncomfortable. The idea of this night market was his idea. The South likes sweetness, and even salty pastries must have some sweetness in them.
The northern faction who came from Xiankou was already at a disadvantage.
I originally thought that the idea of a "night market", with its many snacks, complex flavors, and family ties, would surely attract people's attention as it was such a new approach. But I didn't expect that the masters from the Northern Department also took the bad example and made a giant one too.
The pancakes come out.
While sighing, I couldn't help but feel...a little funny...
"Everything seems to be wrong," he said with a smile.
After being reminded like this, Li Chao also thought about it and chuckled: "You said it, it's true. Other people's competitions are all about making gorgeous works, we are better, small wontons, siu mai, green...
Tuan...and big sesame cakes!"
Several people laughed at his tone. They even paused when the overhead camera slid past, turned around and slid back to record this weird scene of losing the game and still laughing happily.
Later, I don't know who revealed this matter to the masters of the Northern School. Everyone thought, Oh, right! Why did you go astray after comparing it?
Therefore, in the next competition, the masters all worked hard to save some face for themselves.
The masters of Jin School were eliminated first, followed by Ning School, Dian School, and then Bai Yu and the other three masters also left the stage. The only ones left were Li Chao of Guangling, Zhang Guohua of Su School, Zhang Hua of Beijing School and Jin School.
Master Wang.
That’s right!
The organizers, who originally said only three teams would enter the finals, changed their minds on the spot.
Master Wang squatted in the corner of the backstage and called his wife with a sad face: "Oh, I don't know how I entered the finals again..."
The wife in the video gave him a look of contempt. These words were naked Versailles. Who couldn't see the joy in his eyes?
The master of the Jin sect who happened to be passing by sneered. He stopped where he was and waited for him to finish hanging up the phone. He said quietly, "Why don't you give me your spot in the finals?"
When Master Wang heard this, he was so frightened that he didn't even dare to look back. He ran away with the phone in his arms. A message came from afar: "If you have the ability, go and get your spot..."
The master of the Jin sect was so angry that his silver teeth almost broke.
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The theme of the finals has only two words: simplicity.
"Baitian actually appeared earlier than Hongtan. We now understand Baitan's work in a narrow sense as making pastries. In fact, at first, Baitan did more staple food such as noodles and pancakes." Liu Chenggao
He said, glancing at the audience who were sitting upright because of his words, and added, "This question is to let everyone know that apart from the beautiful appearance, the most important responsibility of food is to fill the stomach.
Delicious. If you only pursue good looks and fun, but ignore the taste of the food, you cannot be called a good chef..."
His words were like freezing rain, hitting everyone's hearts drop by drop. The sound was not loud, but it was deafening.
Regardless of whether it is ordinary or extraordinary, all journeys have an insignificant beginning. Just like on this cooking table, the different chopping boards, knife tables, and boiler trays were all just one knife and one pot at the beginning.
What Chef Li Chao wants to make is Thousand Layer Oil Cake, which is the most common and most common thing eaten by Guangling people. Two kilograms of flour, plus one kilogram of sugar, are kneaded with the dough to make the dough fully fermented, soft and not easy to shape.
Use the strength of your palms to press the dough into a long strip, and then pile it with the candied pork suet cubes, layer by layer. The sugar and oil are wrapped in layers and sealed tightly.
Then it is steamed in a large steamer. Under high temperature, the sugar and pig are fully dissolved and penetrated quickly, and they continue to expand in it.
Jiangnan people are always irresistible to glutinous cakes. Zhang Guohua makes the red bean lard cake that is also the favorite of Jiangnan people. The cake is soft and is made into a four-inch circle. After cutting it with a knife,
Inside are grains of crystal-clear, fragrant lard cubes, fragrant and glutinous. Every bite is overflowing with aroma, making you feel instantly satisfied.
Master Wang is mixing the hawthorn filling, which is a specialty of Jin City mung bean cake. The sweet and sour hawthorn paste is added in the middle of two layers of glutinous bean flour. The texture is delicate and tight, melts in the mouth, soft and fragrant, one bite is suitable for both the elderly and children.
Love to eat.
The Ming and Qing Dynasties made the capital the capital, so in addition to its profound cultural heritage, this city also hides many ancient and simple foods. Zhang Hua accepted the inheritance from the Qing palace, and most of the dim sum is mainly white pastry.
Pastry is the general term for Manchu noodles, and it is still used by the Manchus today. After the decline of the Qing Dynasty, the tradition of eating pastry still remained in the capital. There was no fancy foreign trade, and all efforts were devoted to taste and texture.
The dough is an old seed left over from the past few days. In ancient times, there was no such thing as fuqiang flour or yeast. For fermentation, the dough left over from the previous day was used. The pastry must also be opened by hand to ensure that the diners eat the best food.
Good taste.
Sunni Efen white cake is the most common food among the people, but it became famous in the capital because of Empress Fucha's love. Zhang Hua added milk to the dough and repeated the kneading action. The dough continued to squeeze out the air and spread the milk.
The fragrance is perfectly blended into it.
"This fat little dough is Sunni Efen White Cake?" Shi Jiazhuan asked, looking at the ordinary pastry in Zhang Hua's hand.
Liu Chenggao: "Nowadays, only Zhang Hua and his disciples are the only ones who can still use old methods to bake dough. Don't underestimate it, these pastries are loved by ladies, they are not just for ordinary people."
Shi Jiazhuan curled his lips with disdain in his heart, it was just a pastry, how delicious could it be?
The slap in the face came especially quickly.
When you take the first bite of this white cake, the crispy feeling instantly makes your mouth confused. But then, the crispiness becomes soft, glutinous and sweet. The particularly delicate oily feeling suddenly appears, the taste is sweet, and the milky aroma is fragrant. The top is as
The embellished green and red silk is slightly sweet, but not greasy at all.
This wonderful taste makes people so amazed that they can't even open their mouths. Even if all the moisture in the mouth is sucked away by the white cake, they are still reluctant to let go...
At this time, take a sip of the slightly bitter hot tea to perfectly blend the milk and tea flavors, which is another ultimate experience.
Guan Shanyue was observing the humble-looking thousand-layer oil cake. The oil cake was steaming and translucent hibiscus color. It is said that the best thousand-layer oil cake has an astonishing sixty-four layers. In Guanshan
In Yue's opinion, the one made by Master Li Chao is even better. The oil cake is slightly fluffy and exudes a faint sweet aroma.
When you eat it, you will feel soft and sweet. The whole kilogram of powdered sugar just now has dissipated into nothing, leaving you with a gentle and delicate feeling, just like the elegance of a Jiangnan woman...
Although the red bean lard cake and mung bean cake made by the other two chefs were also delicious, they were indeed inferior. The two chefs were in a good mood, smiled, waved and left safely.
What awaits next is the decisive vote for the championship.
This made the judges dizzy. They scratched their heads and touched their ears for a while. Then they weakly called the host, stuffed the results into his arms, closed their eyes and rested.
The host opened the envelope and his eyes widened in disbelief——