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Volume 2 Cooking Skills Chapter 320 Food Temptation

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    On the exquisite gold-rimmed bone china plate, there are four small pastries, each in the shape of plum blossoms, roses, tulips and lilies, and the colors match the shapes of the flowers.  White plum blossoms, fiery red roses, purple tulips, and light yellow lilies.  Linda looked at Bao Ziling for help. Bao Ziling smiled kindly at her and motioned for her to taste it. Linda carefully picked up a piece. Anna on the side frowned and couldn't help but said: "Miss, let's test it first."  "It's good." Anna raised her head again, looked at Bao Ziling, and said with a bit of sternness in her voice: "Mr. Bao, what ingredients did you use? Linda can't eat many things." Linda raised her hand and waved,  A pair of blue eyes looked at Bao Ziling clearly, and her tone was gentle: "I believe Mr. Bao¡ª¡ª" "However," she changed the topic and said with a naughty smile: "In order to reassure our beautiful sister Anna, please explain  "Bao Ziling coughed twice. Linda's fragile body and lively temperament were in sharp contrast. She was very attractive. He pointed to the four small cakes of different colors on the plate and explained them one by one.  : "The method is the same, but the raw materials used are different. In my hometown, there is a traditional Yuliang called millet cake." "It tastes soft and sweet, comparable to cake, but not like cake.  It's so sweet, and the main ingredients used are millet and white flour, which are whole grains and are also very healthy for the body," Bao Ziling explained seriously.  "This plum blossom cake is made of glutinous rice, imitating the southern cold cake. It tastes smooth and fragrant." Linna couldn't wait to pick up the plum blossom cake and gave a small piece to the nurse Anna.  "The roses are filled with tomato and carrot juice, the lilies are filled with purple sweet potato puree, and the last tulip is filled with pumpkin noodles." Every time Bao Ziling said something, Linda raised her eyebrows in surprise: "This kind of cake making  This is the first time I¡¯ve seen this method, but although it¡¯s not very sweet, it¡¯s really delicious. Thank you.¡± With that, the girl stood up, opened her arms, hugged Bao Ziling, and gave her a warm kiss.  , Bao Ziling's face suddenly turned red, and he stammered: "This, this is nothing, after all, it's not the cheesecake you want to eat." Bao Ziling lowered his head and decided that he must make a real decision.  Cheese flavored cake.  In front of the screen, the guests walked into the self-service food area with unsatisfied emotions. Today's cakes were particularly lovely. Many unique small cakes were in short supply. Little Andrew filled a plate full of small cakes with quick eyes and hands, and laid on George's hand with one hand.  On the shoulders of the Eighth Prince, "Now I believe you have not opened the back door for the Eighth Prince. This man named Bao is much luckier than the Eighth Prince." George VIII frowned.  This level can be said to be difficult, but it can also be said to be simple.  The conditions for passing the level are already hidden in the question. This level is scored by the guests served by the young chefs. In other words, as long as the guests are satisfied, the level can be passed smoothly.  Like the question Bao Ziling encountered, it seems difficult to make desserts for a severely diabetic patient, but Miss Linda is cute and kind, and she will definitely give it a five-point score. So, maybe the chefs cannot reach the level of the guests.  As long as the guests are satisfied with the requirements, they can still pass the customs perfectly.  In contrast, Zhu Er¡¯s bad attitude will quickly reduce his score in Jenny¡¯s heart, which is not worth the gain.  The screen changed, and this time it was Ouyang Mingliang who came up.  Wearing a neat white chef's outfit and a black apron, she looks dashing and energetic.  "Don't you know how to change into an apron? The black one is really unappetizing." "Forget about your flat figure, you can wear whatever you want." The old man's voice, which was hissing because of the lack of teeth, sounded in Ouyang Mingli's ears.  Ouyang Mingliang gritted her teeth as the noise rang out. If it weren't for the cameras installed by the organizing committee of the Fine Chef Conference in this house, she would probably have been able to spit in Old Juan's food.  She brought up the prepared lunch and placed it in front of Old Juan. Old Juan stared at the four fist-sized balls on the plate: "What the hell is this?" Ouyang Mingliang leaned forward and smiled.  explained: "This is our traditional Chinese dish, called lion ball. In the ancient East, people have the habit of lion dance during festivals. One person holds a huge embroidered ball, and the other four people work in groups of two.  , pretending to be two lions, fighting for the ball. Later, my ancestors invented this dish, called lion ball. "Old Juan rarely choked, stared at the plate for a long time, and finally raised his fork.  , "So, you mean I am a lion?" Ouyang Mingliang couldn't help but rolled his eyes. Lions will not be old-fashioned. A lion without teeth would have starved to death long ago. If a lion lived like this  old manThe life in An'an must be so beautiful. Every day, people bring minced meat to their mouths. As soon as Old Juan's fork touched the lion's head, a large piece fell immediately, and his brows  Wrinkling, I put this piece into my mouth with a spoon. Well, the taste of meat, the taste of very fragrant meat.  Old Juan pursed his lips in confusion, and soon realized that his actions were wrong. He yelled angrily: "What the hell is this? I want apples, I want carrots, what's the difference between this stuff and meat paste?"  Ouyang Mingliang couldn't help but finally turned her face. She stretched out her arms to get the plate: "If you don't like it, don't eat it." Lao Huan stretched out his hand as fast as lightning, firmly pressed the edge of the plate, and Ouyang  Ouyang Mingliang held each other's views and said angrily: "Damn it, don't you know how shameful it is to waste food?" Ouyang Mingliang put down the plate angrily. She has grown up. Several masters are gentle and kind, and her brothers are taciturn. This is the first time she has encountered them.  Such a mean man.  However, the long-term teachings of her masters have made her loyal to her professional ethics. She will not give up this task just because she and Lao Huan dislike each other.  On the contrary, she was actively thinking about how to satisfy Lao Huan.  First of all, Lao Juan only has four teeth and refuses to wear dentures. It is completely impossible to make the action of chewing.  So Ouyang Mingliang had no intention of competing with Apple from the beginning.  She completely changed her thinking. She couldn't make a nibbling action, but she could retain the texture of the food. There was actually a very important reason why Lao Huan found the food unpalatable. His food had all gone through a food processor.  After processing, it is completely beaten into a paste, which is indeed a taste that only babies can accept.  In the preparation of Chinese food, one thing is generally recognized: hand-pulled vegetables are more delicious than those cut with a knife, and hand-chopped meat fillings are more delicious than those made by a blender, and the dumplings made into them are more delicious.  This is because food processed by hand can never reach the fineness of food processed by tools. In other words, the original taste of food can be retained to a greater extent.  The lion head made by Ouyang Mingliang was her first bold attempt. The minced meat, which looks very thin, was completely chopped by her hands. Although the same texture melts in your mouth, the texture is completely different.  Lao Huan's act of protecting the food actually revealed his true feelings. Ouyang Mingliang clearly remembered the first lesson Zhang Buhuan taught her when she first learned how to cook: When a customer eats up all the food you cook, you are right.  Your greatest satisfaction. Ouyang Mingli's eyes fell on the food list compiled on the cooking table: papaya and coconut milk jelly, crab roe egg custard, tofu and fish ball soup - very perfect, all are delicious dishes that do not require the use of teeth.  .  At the same time, since Old Juan couldn't chew apples and couldn't forget them, Ouyang Mingliang decided to squeeze a cup of fresh vegetable juice for him every meal. If he couldn't eat it, he could at least retain the fresh and refreshing taste. The picture was fixed on Ouyang Mingliang's private menu.  On the show, the American Chef Conference thoughtfully restored the text-only menu to pictures of real dishes. Little Andrew couldn't help but whistle: "You see, this girl is quite smart. I bet she will pass the second level."  King George VIII curled his lips, gritted his teeth and said firmly: "It's the best." The guests whispered to each other, exchanging Ouyang Mingliang's menu. Zhang Buhuan on one side smiled bitterly and walked towards a few juniors and raised his hands.  Menu: "They requested that the dinner dishes include papaya and coconut milk jelly, crab roe egg custard, and tofu and fish ball soup." His face twitched and he yelled viciously: "Everyone wants it." Don't think about it anymore.  These dishes are all traditional Chinese food, and the burden must fall on more than a dozen Asian chefs. Hundreds of guests, one serving per person, gives me a headache just thinking about it.  Han Tao¡¯s luck is not very good.  The questions of several fellow students were more difficult, but there were clues to follow. However, he fell into the same trouble as Suman. It seemed to be a very simple question, but he had no clue at all.  Han Tao was still taking chances at first, and tried his best to cook a table of Chinese and Western meals that were both delicious and delicious. Yes, half Chinese and half Western food. Even Avril, who had no hope at first, looked much better. She sincerely  He said: "Han, your craftsmanship is really good. My index finger moved when I saw it. Maybe you can really impress Vivian." But the facts completely defeated him. After Vivian came back, she went straight to her room.  , even a glance was stingy with charity, Han Tao touched his face, he is no longer the senior brother that everyone loves. Avril looked embarrassed, and at the same time a little lonely: "Hey, this kid, we  Let's eat." Seeing Avril happily eating a vegetable salad, he put down his knife and fork. The corners of Han Tao's mouth twitched twice, "With all due respect, Miss Vivian, am I imitating you?" Only one serving?  Vegetable salad for dinner, no matter how you look at it, it is too thin. Only people who have been walking on the catwalk all year round can do this.??Strict demands on yourself.
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