Rebirth as the God of Cooking in Japan

With curiosity about the quality of the local products, Xia Yumai walked into the glass museum.

The young pastry chef was explaining the details of making the "light cheesecake" to a group of guests. He glanced over and turned straight to Xia Yu wearing a mask. Seeing Isshihui Hui, his words stopped. At this time, Yishihui smiled at him. Gestures and waves, the young pastry chef suddenly raised a sigh of tension, but still smiled on his face, and continued: "...My explanation is here for the time being. I say too much. It is better to participate in person and practice with both hands. Everyone. Do you see the pastry mold on the table? After selecting, first take the butter block, like waxing the floor, and spread a layer of butter on the floor and walls of the mold."

Speaking of this, the young pastry chef took a sigh of relief. All the tourists in the house were busy. Everyone was light-hearted. Even Shimizu Hiroto took a mold and placed it in front of him, wearing transparent film gloves, and seriously "waxing" the mold. .

At this time, the pastry chef noticed Xia Yu wearing a mask.

Isshiki stood not far away, and the lecturer and big boss who were interested in taking molds and participating in the manual experience cast helpless and funny eyes.

Hey, keep a low profile!

Isshiki couldn't imagine the scene of the "boss" being exposed and the chaos of the farm.

The pastry chef misunderstood Yi Sehui's helpless face, thinking that this was a celebrity guest who knew nothing about cooking but liked to make trouble, so he hesitated and walked over immediately, "I'll guide you."

"I'm optimistic. First, put the cake mold flat like this. Do you see the cut paper on the table? Take a piece of paper and place it in the mold. Yes, this kind of oiled paper is necessary for making cakes. Otherwise, the dessert will directly touch the mold. , It’s very difficult to take it out after copying..."

Haha in Xia Yu's heart, he was so happy to pretend to be an enthusiastic and adorable new person. His face was appropriately dumbfounded. The pastry chef looked at him with his "clumsy" appearance, and his smiling face was slightly stiff.

"Okay, okay, it's finally done, the first step is complete, the next step is to squeeze the cream cheese, and take a conditioning basin."

"Yes, yes, just like that, pushing through the bag with your hands."

"It is best to avoid tools such as knives and spoons and directly touch the cream cheese."

In all kinds of difficulties, at any rate, the process of beating eggs and mixing milk was carried out. During this period, the young pastry chef was not only instructing Xia Yu. He walked around the house and finally returned to Xia Yu. At this time, Xia Yu was finished. After stirring, water, egg yolk, milk and the previous cream cheese, together with low-gluten flour, form an'egg yolk cheese paste', which is delicate and shiny in the conditioning bowl.

The pastry chef was dumbfounded, looking at the condition, could not help but look suspiciously at the still stunned Mengxin.

This……

Not to mention cheese particles and flour particles, the finished paste, like a thin piece of beige silk satin, was spread in the basin.

This condition, newcomer?You are kidding me!

The young pastry chef is in a mess.

It doesn't need to be too much, the "color" part of the semi-finished product took him a second, making him feel a deep malice.

Next, throw a few drops of lemon juice.

"Well, what about the quality of sugar?"

Each guest who participated in the hands-on practice here was assigned a set of ingredients, a small packet of sugar, beautifully packaged, Xia Yu tore along the tear line, poured a little into the palm, swiped the tongue, and the sugar granules entered Mouth, eyes glowed immediately, "Sure enough!"

"Sir, this packet of sugar is best added in 3 times, so stir it in 3 times."

The young pastry chef subconsciously reminded.

"Oh."

Xia Yu responded, but did not pick up the egg beater on the table. The pastry chef saw him wearing a transparent film glove, put his index and middle fingers close together, and plunged directly into the depth of the conditioning basin, deep into the paste, and evenly turned it around. With small circles, the corners of his mouth twitched badly, and he was silent for a long time.

This, what is it!

"Crack, click, click, click."

The fingers touch the bottom and four walls of the metal mold, and there is a rhythmic and pleasant melody.At this time, the pastry chef was completely petrified, and his face was dumbfounded, as if there was a line of words that I could not understand the operation of the great god.

Add sugar three times and stir three times.

Similarly, when it comes to adding meringue, Xia Yu's "fingers" are still working.

Soon, the cake batter was filled with the molds that had been coated with butter and oiled paper, and the oven had already been preheated. It should be noted here that the cake needs to be colored and covered with tin foil before entering the oven. The pastry chef thinks Reminder, Xia Yu finished it in a blink of an eye.

Ding!

The sound of the oven starting.Seeing Xia Yu's relaxed and relaxed appearance of clapping his hands after taking off his gloves, the young pastry chef couldn't help screaming, ah, why don't you pretend?If resentment could kill people, Xia Yu was bombarded and bathed in the spring water.

It takes 60 minutes to bake the cake. Xia Yu can't stay here for too long. He took off his disposable gloves and threw it into the trash can by the door, nodding to Isshiki Hui, "Go, go to the next place."

Isshiki Hui was stunned: "Aren't you going to wait for the cakes to be baked to see how they are good?"

Xia Yu haha ​​said: "You have seen it too. Originally, I was going to have fun and paddling. Who knows that the quality of the materials is too good and too hard. I can't bear to waste it, cough, so you can see my state. "

"But, I really want to taste..."

The young pastry chef watched the two leave. Before Yi Shihui left, she looked at the oven reluctantly, which made the pastry chef glamorous and shocked.

I said, this great god, who?

"Director Isshiki!"

Yuren Shimizu discovered Isshihui and hurried to catch up, even his wife and children ignored.It was the hands-on participation in the pastry cooking practice that made Shimizu Hiroshi sober to realize the super high quality of Xia's local products.

A word to describe Shimizu Hiroto's anxiety at this time: the fire is burning!

If you don't chase, it will be too late.Minutes later, when Xia Yu and Isshihui arrived at the core area of ​​the farm, the handicraft experience hall and the cake shop. As rows of ovens opened on time, visitors took out their pastry works, and the glass room seemed to contain highly concentrated cakes. The smell bomb exploded the flowers.

Visitors are chatting in twos and threes, discussing works.

Some are bad, and some are good.

A female assistant staff member reminded the pastry chef: "The oven number 59 is not turned on. The customer may be gone."

"No. 59?"

Just like the pastry chef who checks each student’s homework, this is just like waking up from a dream. He made two steps in three steps and almost jumped on it. Click, the oven opened, and a trace of aroma leaked out. The pastry chef closed his eyes and took a breath. , Took two mouthfuls, and then another mouthful. In a flash, it was like a little dog sniffing food, with a happy and intoxicated expression.If you put a tail on him, he must be thrown around behind his ass, extremely excited.

"Cake, can we try it?"

Harumi Ishino, Yuriko Tamagawa, with their daughters, it is time to appear.The pastry chef didn't know that the distinguished guest was outside, so he stood guard for an hour.