The entire kitchen area of the Royal High Hotel was boiling. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

It's wonderful, it's definitely an amazing and wonderful thing, how could anyone do such a thing, it's really a long time to see!

The pastry area of the back kitchen is simply crowded, not only a large number of chefs who have completed their work have gathered here, and even many waiters have pretended to help and also ran here to watch the excitement.

Mr. Wang's face couldn't be darker, and he still couldn't believe that Chang Zhaowen would really do this.

It can't be, it can't be true!

As long as there is a shred of sanity, no one will do such a thing in front of him!

Hallucinations, it must be hallucinations, it must be that he has been too tired to prepare for today's ceremony recently, and he has hallucinations because of lack of sleep!

Mr. Wang pinched his thigh hard, and after the intense pain, he watched Chang Zhaowen pick up a large cardboard box printed with "Yixin Cake" and put it on the cooking table.

After opening the carton, Chang Zhaowen showed a satisfied smile, that's right, the takeaway delivered the 18-inch original chiffon cake he needed. The 18-inch cake is very large, and it is enough for 20 people to eat after cutting, so he ordered a total of 100 pieces, which is a big order, and it seems that the other party also attaches great importance to it, and gave him an additional 2.

Well, it's officially underway!

Chang Zhao quickly opened boxes of whipping cream, started the cooking machine, and began to whip the cream.

"That cooking machine......" As soon as the male boy spoke, David Chen kicked him, and he immediately closed his mouth.

David Chen crossed his hands on his chest, and looked at Chang Zhaowen with interest, Xiongzi is usually a clever child, but he was almost stupid just now, and he didn't wait to wear a gang of his little tricks in front of Mr. Wang, not to mention that now Chang Zhaowen is dying by himself, they just need to watch quietly now.

Joke, it's just a joke!

In the dessert of the 30th anniversary celebration of Henggao Group, the so-called "master" who was invited with a lot of money actually used a chain brand takeaway cake and wanted to get by!

Is he really a brain-dead, and if he is stupid, he will think that the whole world is stupid?

Even if Chang Zhaowen is allowed to use the highest grade cooking machine and give him the highest grade cream, what can he do? If he can't save him, God can't save him!

Calm down, I TM need to be calm! After the extreme shock passed, Mr. Wang entered a violent state, and after he took more than ten deep breaths in a row, he finally calmed down a little.

"Okay, okay, let's disperse!" Mr. Wang had a straight face, and those who came to see the excitement saw that the momentum was not good, and immediately withdrew.

But Chang Zhaowen seemed to be fine, took out the cake from the carton by himself, picked up a long cake knife, and cut the chiffon cake into three layers.

"Wait!" Mr. Wang really couldn't bear it anymore, "Do you really want to let the guests eat this cheap cake?"

"No, it's a Midsummer Night's Dream!" Chang Zhaowen moved quickly, spreading cherry wine and cream, sprinkling pre-marinated raspberries in layers, and finally filling the cake with crushed chocolate, garnishing with golden honey caviar, and done!

How long does it take to make an 18-inch cake for 20 people?

Chang Zhaowen gave the answer with his own actions - 12 seconds!

Everyone was stunned to see Chang Zhaowen like a clockwork robot, one after another finished cakes kept appearing under him, and some good deeds even began to time with a stopwatch.

100、101、102！

That's it! The cake for 2,000 people was finished in less than half an hour!

There was a deathly silence in the audience, and although he did not prepare the cake base himself, it was hard to believe that one person could complete the framing of so many cakes in such a short time, if he did not see it with his own eyes.

Even David Chen's eyes straightened, it was too fast, this kid's movements were too fast!

People in this industry believe in the law of "practice makes perfect", and there are many masters who can also achieve this hand speed, but people usually have to go through decades of repetitive work to practice.

But how old is this Chang Zhaowen? Just in his early twenties!

The most terrifying thing is that this person is still so young, if he is just an ordinary person, David Chen will definitely accept him as an apprentice, because his future achievements will definitely far surpass his own.

But......

This kid is definitely not a good person, it is better to suppress him as soon as possible, but fortunately, there is no need for him to do it now, with this kid dying like this, he just needs to wait and see what happens.

Messing up the celebration of the 30th anniversary of Henggao Group, this is not an ordinary death, a proper death. As long as this matter spreads, Chang Zhaowen's reputation will be rotten in S City, and even in the entire Huaxia catering industry.

"Dessert preparation, speed!" The voice of the foreman suddenly sounded, and everyone came back to their senses.

What to do?!

Everyone turned their faces to look at Mr. Wang, can the kind of low-bursting desserts processed with take-out cakes still be used? Boss, you have an explanation!

Mr. Wang's face was twitching, and at this moment he was also in a variety of entanglements, what should I do? No, but the guests seemed to be looking forward to this work. If you don't see it, forget it, and if you see others deceiving and conniving at yourself, then it will be a big crime!

In less than a second, Mr. Wang had cursed Chang Zhaowen who put him in a dilemma more than a dozen times in his heart.

"Mr. Wang, you are also here!" The foreman of the dish noticed Mr. Wang, who was still in pain, "A Midsummer Night's Dream is about to be served, the front desk is already urging, Ye Wei has just recited Shakespeare's poem of the same name by himself, the lights have been turned off in the main venue, and this dessert is waiting." ”

"This ......" Mr. Wang gritted his teeth and waved his hand, "Let's go!"

"Wait!" David Chen suddenly spoke, "Mr. Wang, you are managing all the major events in the hotel, and you may not be too clear about our menu standards - Mu Mu, you can report to Mr. Wang about the standards of our hotel's chiffon cake!"

As a 6-star hotel, all services have a set of standardized specifications, which is a red line that cannot be crossed.

The short man, who was nicknamed the little prince of chiffon cake, was suddenly named by the boss of the West Point District, and immediately responded, almost reflexively: "Choose the raw eggs produced by Lanhuang on the same day, take the egg whites and beat them, and the flour is a low flour with a protein content of 14 exclusively provided by the group's farm, and strictly follow the operation steps......"

"Mr. Wang, although it is just the most ordinary cake used as a base, but the reason why our Yugao is Yugao is because we are strict with every detail, and it is definitely not something that can be replaced by an ordinary commercially available cake!

Mr. Wang is already sweating profusely at the moment, what should I do? On the one hand, everyone is looking forward to it, if the scheduled work is not submitted in time, the guests will definitely be disappointed, and on the other hand, the work in front of him does have huge defects......

David Chen stared at Mr. Wang with dead eyes, looking at Mr. Wang's face, he guessed that his words had worked, and he decided to add some yards to help Mr. Wang make the right decision as soon as possible.

"Mr. Wang, it is said that how much water a wooden barrel can hold depends on the shortest board, we have worked hard for so long for today, but we can't just fall short because of a substandard inferior product, right? 30 years of fruitful results have been prepared in strict accordance with the specifications of 2000 copies, even if his inferior products can not be used, we will not open the skylight!"

"This ......" Mr. Wang's face was solemn, he was silent for a moment, and finally made a decision, "Passing the food preparation - the fruit of 30 years!"