There are rules for serving food and wine in the restaurant, especially in winter, even if the air conditioning and heating are turned on in the restaurant, the hot food and hot wine should be served at the same time, and the wine and food will be warmed, and the people's hearts will be warmed.

Of course, this is talking about the old tavern, the big wine vat this kind of small restaurant, the first is that there are not many dishes, the taste is unique, the second is the main wine word, so it can be both heavy and warm, warm people's hearts, changed to some big restaurants, there is no warm wine service at all, this is the essential difference between tavern culture and hotel culture.

A corner of rose dew and a large plate of lard osmanthus cake were quickly placed in front of Zhou Dong, not only the wine and dishes were hot, but even the plate used to place the lard osmanthus cake was warm.

After the perfection level tasting skill was turned on, Zhou Dong could smell the unique aroma of rose dew without pouring out the wine, Wu Tingze was not convinced on the surface, in fact, he still attached great importance to him, a 'young line', this wine should be aged wine that has been cellared for at least five years, compared to the one brought back by Gu Yanan.

Zhou Dong was a little satisfied, but he was not in a hurry to taste the wine, but carefully watched Yan Xiang's specialty lard osmanthus cake.

"Well, this osmanthus cake is said to be doing well, but if you look at it by my standards, there is actually room for improvement......"

There was also a piece of osmanthus cake in the wine and food packed back by Gu Yanan that day, Zhou Dong tasted it, and felt quite satisfied, not to mention Yan Xiang's craftsmanship, this thing is also the most in line with the concept of 'diligence'.

Lard osmanthus cake, in fact, is also a kind of rice cake, and to 'beat the cake' as the top grade, people who have done 'beating cake' know that this is a hard work, the average person has a sore back in a few minutes.

Moreover, there is really not much profit for this kind of civilian food, and the pay and harvest are not balanced, so many chefs have begun to steal the process and save energy.

Let's just say that the lard osmanthus cake is a delicacy, and it can be made by beating the cake, and it can be confused by yeast fermentation, but the latter looks more like a dough roll, but people also add lard and osmanthus, and you can't say that it is a fake and shoddy product.

Zhou Dong believes that a qualified chef must first be respectful of his profession, and then he can be proficient in his profession, even if he can improve their talent and understanding, but he cannot improve their diligence.

There are not too many examples of talent but lack of diligence that ultimately lead to failure.

Teaching students to make cakes, being a teacher needs to practice it, and these days Zhou Dong has practiced this lard osmanthus cake in the back kitchen.

This is really not for Yan Xiang, it is completely Zhou Dong's whim, in order to teach a few students, he will put so much effort into it.

Yan Xiang didn't know that Zhou Dong was now a big expert in making lard osmanthus cake, so he came over and asked with a smile: "Chef Zhou, how do you see my lard osmanthus cake?"

"Very good, there are not many people like you who are willing to make cakes like you in a down-to-earth manner. ”

Zhou Dong nodded slightly, Yan Xiang's craftsmanship is indeed worthy of his praise.

The lard osmanthus cake placed on the fine white porcelain plate is faintly fragrant, and there is indeed some meaning that the osmanthus fragrance makes people drunk, and Yan Xiang has indeed worked this delicacy, this cake is like a cold cake, crystal clear, faintly revealing a jade yellow.

If you take a closer look at the light, you can also see the irregular scattered distribution of osmanthus petals in the almost transparent cake body, just like bright amber and jade floating flowers, and the appearance can be described as first-class!

"Haha, Chef Zhou is really a knowledgeable person. ”

Yan Xiang laughed, feeling that this Chef Zhou is actually quite amiable, at least better than the fourth brother, every time he eats his own lard osmanthus cake, he always picks his nose and eyes, and insists that it is for his own good!

Zhou Dong took down a piece of cake, chewed it carefully in his mouth, and first nodded and said: "Master Yan's skills and noodles are very profound, you should have worked the white case for at least twenty years, right? Otherwise, you would not be able to knead seventy percent of the gluten flour and thirty percent of the glutinous rice flour so transparently and close to perfection." ”

Yan Project brightened, raised his thumb and said, "Expert!

Chef Zhou really deserves to be the king of Zhou noodles, after the two kinds of flour are reconciled, but after going through the process of 'beating cakes', it has long been you have me, I have you, and it has become mandarin duck noodles, so that you can eat the proportion, this ability has nothing to say!"

Unknowingly, he actually used honorifics for Zhou Dong.

Xiong Fuji smiled and glanced at Lao Wu, this kid actually knows that he is humble, which is really rare.

"It's a pity that it's not the season for flowers......"

Zhou Dong shook his head again: "Lard osmanthus cake, the focus is on one meat and one vegetable, one turbidity and one clear, thick taste, and quiet, the stronger the contrast between these two tastes, the closer to perfection."

Lard has new products waiting to be used all year round, as long as the chef's skills are passed, it will not become a shortcoming of this dish, but this osmanthus is different......"

Yan Xiang said with a wry smile: "We all know the fragrance of osmanthus in August, of course, this lard osmanthus cake is the best choice of fresh and full osmanthus, but now it is winter."

Actually, I use osmanthus ......"

"It's been very well preserved.

And this osmanthus is far more than the ordinary osmanthus when it is fresh, not only the shape is perfect, but also the stamens are complete. ”

Zhou Dong smiled: "Where is this osmanthus, is it from Lao Xionggou?"

This kind of flower grows in the eastern foothills of the Himalayan mountains, and is not afraid of the cold, and the colder the place, the stronger the floral fragrance, which is the best material used to make lard osmanthus cake. ”

Huabiao said with a smile: "Chef Zhou is really the Fang family.

That's right, this kind of osmanthus grows in the depths of the old bear ditch, the old bear ditch is backed by mountains on three sides, although it is cold, the wind is not cold, so there are osmanthus flowers.

The flowering season of this osmanthus is two months earlier than that in the south, in fact, it is picked and collected four months in advance, in order to preserve the fragrance of the flowers as much as possible, the old five did not use the method of semi-dehydration, in order to prevent the production of peculiar smells, and did not directly use the refrigerator to preserve. ”

Zhou Dong nodded: "But wrap it in oiled paper first, and then put the osmanthus into the ice and snow in the old forests of the three northern provinces to freeze overnight, and wait until it is frozen, and then put it in the refrigerator or freezer for preservation?"

In this way, you can not only preserve the osmanthus to the greatest extent, but also do not worry about being affected by the odor of the refrigerator. ”

The perfect taste can already provide all kinds of information about food, and even Yan Xiang's original method of preserving osmanthus was broken by Zhou Dong.

This is only the perfect level, Zhou Dong can't imagine that the legendary-level taste should be strong to a certain extent, is it really going to go deep into the psychological and physical level?

It's a little creepy......

After listening to Zhou Dong's narration, the five brothers of Lao Xionggou felt shaken in their hearts, this means of preserving osmanthus is not unusual, but it is the originality of Yan Xiang, after all, they want to love to make lard osmanthus cakes, and they want to be in the three northern provinces, and they also love to use their brains, and it is really difficult to change other chefs.

But Zhou Dong seemed to have witnessed it with his own eyes, and said that the whole process was not bad, which was a bit amazing.

"Has King Zhou Mian also been to the three northern provinces, and like me, he especially likes to make lard osmanthus cakes?"

Yan Project was stunned, and thought for a long time before finding this seemingly reasonable explanation.

Zhou Dong just laughed and didn't say anything, pretending to be a mysterious person is the most unreasonable and reasonable explanation.

"Hey, I almost forgot that you are the king of Huaxia noodles, what's so strange about knowing this?"

Yan Xiang smiled bitterly: "Since King Zhou Mian even knows how to preserve this osmanthus flower, he must also know that I have tried my best.

But after all, the osmanthus preserved in this way is not as fresh as the fresh goods, and the taste of the lard osmanthus cake will naturally be affected.

"Hehe......"

Zhou Dong shook his head slightly: "This is not a reason.

If the guest wants to eat better osmanthus cake, do you want to tell the guest to wait until next year when the osmanthus is fragrant?"

"Uh, this ......"

Yan Xiang actually wanted to reply, what's the problem? Aren't all the chefs who make lard osmanthus cake all over the world say this? But seeing Zhou Dong, who was smiling at the corner of his mouth and looking calm, he actually felt a void in his heart, and he couldn't say this sentence.

Instead, the cow whisperer spoke for him: "Chef Zhou, my fifth brother may have limited skills, so you can laugh."

But I'm also very curious, do you have a way to make frozen and fresh osmanthus flowers comparable to flowers in the fragrant season?"

Xiong Buer shook his head secretly when he heard this, the third child has always been steady, how could he ask such a thing today? Isn't this making Chef Zhou unable to step down?

Zhou Dong looked at the old Xionggou brothers, and suddenly laughed loudly: "It's okay!"

It is the scenery of the south of the Yangtze River that is good, and the flowers are in full bloom!

Chudu is the north for the south, and the south is the south for the north, since I met you in Chudu today, if the flowers don't bloom, isn't it very boring?"

Well, it feels so good to pretend to be X, the so-called not pretending to be X, not being a grandmaster, Zhou Dong is now gradually getting its three flavors, although this X has not yet reached the highest level of 'invisible', it can be regarded as fresh and refined.

"This can't be, how is this possible!"

Yan Xiang looked at Zhou Dong blankly, and suddenly remembered a joke about the beggar master back then.

"Little swallow, you boast in front of the master every day, saying that when the osmanthus is fragrant, the lard osmanthus cake you make can make foodies all over the world salivate.

But the master wants to ask you, what do you do in the winter? Is it true that your craft can only last for one season?"

"Master, you're joking again, if there is no fresh osmanthus in winter, I can't do the best, and other chefs are not the same?"

"Hehe, that's not necessarily......

Anyway, the master knows that there is a kind of chef in this world who has the means to make the dead wood spring, and in their hands, when the osmanthus will not be fragrant!"

"Master, are you such a chef?

"Hehe, the master also wants to teach you, but unfortunately the master also has short and long, my strength is always in winemaking, don't you see that the master will take this big wine gourd with him wherever he goes?

But you have to remember the master's words, if you have the opportunity to meet such a chef, don't ask for face, just pounce on him and stick to him!"

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