Li Tai picked up the cooked egg on the spout of the pot, put it in his mouth, chewed it and then swallowed it.
After asking so many people, they all said it was impossible, and Li Tai was heartbroken.
Could it be that he asked a question that was impossible to answer?
After thinking for a long time, eleven-year-old Li Tai returned to his mansion.
He lay on the bed, turning over and over, staring at the ceiling with his eyes wide open.
But I found that my mind was full of this question.
How did the egg get into the pot on its own?
Li Tai climbed up from the bed in pain, his expression numb...
After a while, Li Tai walked to the courtyard and said, "Let me find a guy named Zhang Yang."
"Here!"
After receiving the words, a group of servants hurried out of the mansion.
Zhang Yang saw a very good cook sitting on the street eating naan cakes.
Eating the bread he had just made. These days, few people use this kind of old flour to ferment naan bread.
The naan bread is hollow, soft and delicious.
Others cannot figure out the secret.
Zhang Yang knew his secret recipe after just one bite.
The man saw Zhang Yang eating the cake and said, "Guest, you haven't paid me yet?"
Zhang Yang finished the cake in his hand and said, "You can add old flour to the cake to ferment it. You can achieve this by letting the dough rest for an hour."
The man looked at Zhang Yang strangely, wondering how he knew his secret recipe.
Zhang Yang paid and said: "How about you roll the dough thinly, then apply a layer of oil on the surface, sprinkle with crushed salt, and then fold it. After several cycles, you can make a thousand-layer cake."
"Thousand-layer cake? What is it?"
"It tastes pretty good. Do you want to try it?"
The bakery cook glanced at Zhang Yang suspiciously.
I picked up a ball of noodles and tried it on the spot.
Brush the dough with oil.
Zhang Yang added: "Fold it a few more times."
The cook looked at Zhang Yang again and continued to do what he said.
"You used cold water to knead the noodles, right? Actually, it's also good to use warm water to knead the noodles."
After listening to Zhang Yang's words, the cook glared displeasedly, as if he didn't like being pointed at.
There are many ways to make puff pastry, and the one I’m going to talk about now is the simplest one.
The cook folded the noodles and said, "What happens next?"
Zhang Yang sat on a stone nearby and said, "Just put half a stick of incense on it, then roll it into a cake shape and put it in the stove."
The cook looked at Zhang Yang curiously, "Since you can cook it, you should cook it yourself."
Zhang Yang whispered: "How much money can you make in a day doing this?"
The cook calculated and said, "Sixty yuan a day."
While talking, the cook had already put the bread into the stove.
Seeing that Zhang Yang stopped talking, the cook waited for the cakes to be cooked. It was already closing time and there were not many customers at this time.
After a while, the finished cake came out of the oven.
Zhang Yang said: "Cut it open and take a look."
The cook cut the baked cake into pieces, and what he saw were sheets of dough as thin as paper, separated from each other. "It's very interesting."
"Try it?"
The cook cut off a small piece of cake and ate it. The thousand-layer cake had a light salty taste and was soft in the mouth. The burnt areas seemed to make it more delicious.
After finishing the cake in his mouth, the cook nodded and said: "It's delicious and can be sold! How much does your secret recipe cost? I won't take your secret recipe for nothing."
Zhang Yang looked at him and smiled: "Want to make better cakes?"
The cook looked at the young man in front of him and asked curiously: "Do you have a better way?"
Zhang Yang said with emotion: "In fact, there is something called bread, which can even be filled with fillings, as well as cakes, cream, and even ice cream and tiramisu."
Some things are indeed a bit difficult to make, such as tiramisu, but let’s start with the pie.
And the chef in front of me is really good at his craftsmanship.
The method of using old noodles to ferment is considered avant-garde in this era.
The cook wiped away his previous impatient look and said with a smile: "May I ask how you would address me in person?"
Zhang Yang said: "You don't have to worry about my name. Do you want to make better cakes and make more money?"
The cook nodded vigorously, "Of course I do."
Zhang Yang said: "What is your name?"
The cook wiped his hands with his sleeves and said, "A certain family's surname is Ding, and they all call me Ding Liu."
Zhang Yang counted the days and said: "There is a land outside Lantian County in Chang'an City where a house is being built. After the house is built, you can go there to work and make cakes. I will teach you more secret recipes."
"Okay, okay."
Ding Liu couldn't help but nodded, and handed the thousand-layer cake to Zhang Yang, "This cake will be given to the noble. In the future, if you teach me more secret recipes, you will be my noble. As long as you have the secret recipe, I will be free of charge."
"
"What secret recipe!"
A guy suddenly appeared and interrupted the conversation between the two.
In fact, Li Tai had been listening for a while.
Zhang Yang looked at the visitor and asked, "Who are you?"
Li Tai unceremoniously picked up the thousand-layer cake and ate it, "I've been looking for you for so long and finally found you. The cake is good and delicious!"
Li Tai swallowed the cake and took out a cooked egg and a pot. He first placed the pot on the ground, then peeled the shell of the cooked egg and placed it on the mouth of the pot.
Zhang Yang put his hands in his sleeves and stood leaning against the wall.
Ding Liu also followed Zhang Yang's example and stood against the wall, with a somewhat unclear look in his eyes.
Li Tai looked at Zhang Yang with bloodshot eyes, "How on earth did you let this egg fall into the pot?"
Zhang Yang said to Ding Liu: "I can't ask for your craftsmanship in vain without paying you wages. How about we divide the wages in the future? I will pay you three."
Ding Liu nodded vigorously, "Okay, okay."
"Do you know anyone who is better at cooking?"
"I also know a guy who is very good at barbecue. He used to do it in the palace. He offended someone and was kicked out."
"Yeah?"
The two of them were talking and naturally ignored Li Tai, who looked resentful.
Li Tai waved his hands in front of the two of them and said, "Can't you two see me? Can't you hear me?"
After thinking about it for a long time, Zhang Yang said: "C, please make an appointment to come out and meet me."
Ding Liu couldn't help but nodded, "I'll make arrangements right away."
Zhang Yang patted Ding Liu on the shoulder and said, "Great cause!"
Ding Liu patted his chest and said, "A certain family is doing something, please rest assured."
After the two of them finished speaking, they each walked away.
When he saw someone and was about to leave, Li Tai immediately grabbed Zhang Yang and said, "You are not allowed to leave."
Zhang Yang shook his chubby hand and started to leave.
But he saw him rushing forward and hugging Zhang Yang's thigh. Li Tai said with snot and tears: "Please! I haven't slept well all day and night."
