Jingle Jingle Bell ......

Jingle Jingle Bell ......

The mobile phone kept ringing, and the teenager lying on the bed was still asleep, suddenly turned over lazily, hit the mobile phone with one hand, pressed the call notification, and then continued to sleep.

"Damn! This kid doesn't even answer the phone! ”

On the other end of the phone, the middle-aged man dressed as the chef was so angry that he threw the phone on the ground and smashed it.

An assistant next to him said timidly: "Chef, the guests are already mad, we can't afford to offend them......

The head chef was so anxious that he burned his eyebrows and said angrily: "I know! But none of us can subdue that kid! ”

This is France, the Champs-Élysées.

In France, pastry chefs belong to the category of artists, and France also has a world-famous and long-established authority for these artists and their creative venues, that is, restaurants, and "Michelin".

Michelin's judging is rigorous and fair, even harsh, and as of 2012, there are only 106 three-star restaurants in the world.

There are three levels of Michelin star ratings:

One star represents a restaurant worth visiting, and it is a restaurant with a particularly good style of eating.

The two stars symbolize that the chefs in the restaurant are very skilled, and it is worth a long detour.

Three stars is the highest accolade in the culinary world, meaning that it is worth a special trip to visit, but any restaurant that can be awarded the three-star Michelin certification is sure to have a delicious taste that will never be forgotten.

And here, there is a three-star Michelin-starred restaurant, Silver Coral.

The general manager was already busy, and the words of apology were said over and over again.

Today's guests are very important to Silver Coral, and they are related to a gastronomic feast in the dining world.

Almost all of them are famous gourmets from various countries, and the twelve gods gathered together. If you say you're not satisfied, even a three-star Michelin restaurant will have to close down.

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry! Dessert will be brought to you right away. ”

The general manager's eyes were almost bulging, and his whole face turned red in a hurry.

"Ten minutes. I'm only going to give you ten minutes. "The foodie gave an ultimatum.

The general manager apologized a few more times, and after turning around and exiting the box, he suddenly became angry and roared: "Where is that kid!" ”

The secretary said eagerly and timidly: "Manager, the head chef is already contacting him." ”

The head chef also hurried over anxiously and apologized: "Manager, we have sent someone to pick him up." ”

The general manager grabbed the head chef and said angrily: "Who allowed you to give that kid a vacation!" ”

The head chef said timidly: "Manager, he can bring nearly one million turnover to our restaurant in a month, we don't dare to offend him." Besides, his father is still ......"

The general manager roared: "I don't care, give you five minutes, and bring him to me immediately!" ”

"Yes!"

The boy stretched comfortably and began to wash and change clothes.

The standard pastry chef dresses up, and the light blue tie looks specific. There is a faint sweetness of cream flowing from top to bottom.

It's not the smell of French perfume, it's the smell of his overalls that have been in contact with desserts for a long time, and they have been infected with this smell that can't be washed.

The teenager who changed into the work clothes of the pastry chef broke the inherent image of a French playboy, with focused eyes, skillful gestures, white and bright buttons buttoned to the highest one, and a neat outfit on his body with a deadly temptation like a poppy.

Time is unbiased. Outside the window, the roar of a helicopter suddenly sounded.

The boy opened the window, his face slightly angry.

The wind ruffled the boy's hair, and the driver shouted, "Big brother, come up quickly, the restaurant is busy." ”

Silver coral, corridor aisles.

The young man straightened his hair and said slightly angrily, "Didn't you say it? Don't look for me when I'm on vacation. ”

The general manager gritted his teeth. I wanted to be angry, but I was afraid of offending this master, so I could only say with a difficult expression: "The guests this time are extraordinary, you must not offend them, and I have to find you as a last resort." ”

The boy paused. He sneered with some displeasure: "You mean that other guests can be offended?" ”

The general manager looked difficult and urged: "You hurry up, time is running out, there are only five minutes left." ”

The boy had just finished combing the last strand of his hair, then pinned his apron and said, "Three minutes is enough." What do guests want to eat? ”

"Tell me to ask for your jewelry pudding."

The young man was stunned for a moment, and asked, "Who are they?" ”

"They are all internationally renowned gourmets, and one of them is from Shengyi City."

The boy put away his unusual astonishment, and then said, "Let them wait another twenty minutes." ”

The general manager exclaimed: "How can this be done, they are about to get angry." ”

The young man said calmly: "Jewelry pudding needs to be frozen, and there is no way to make it quickly." You say I'm here, and if he doesn't want to wait, let them go. ”

"You...... Alas......" The general manager had to sigh helplessly, neither side was someone he could offend, and he weighed it in his heart, and it was indeed time to leave the young man a little time.

The general manager could only enter the box again and apologize: "I'm sorry everyone, our pastry chef has returned, and the jewelry pudding will be served to you in twenty minutes." ”

A dark-skinned, gourmet, from the United States rebuked, "What! How long do you want me to wait? ”

Suddenly, the melodious Chopin serenade sounded slowly, and an Asian man smiled and said, "John, sit down and wait, I can feel that he is back." ”

The beautiful notes of Chopin's serenade weave a wonderful dream world, and the teenager who has entered the state of dessert cooking becomes extremely focused.

In his eyes, everything except the baking utensils and ingredients has turned into nothingness.

Pouring the caramel sugar and water into the pot, the boy quickly put the pot on the fire and heated it, stirring with his left hand and turning the egg mixer with his right hand at the same time.

With a wave of the hand, the two eggs split into threes, the shells fell into the trash, the whites fell into the glass bowl of flour, and the heavier yolks floated in the air.

The egg yolk was instantly broken up by him in the air, and the waterfall that turned into a bright yellow fell into the bowl, and the egg white was completely scattered and melted into egg liquid.

The speed of the boy was so fast that there was not even a trace of egg yolk on the blender.

The sugar and vanilla extract were sprinkled into the milk without a dose, and the exact 25 grams of sugar and 5 grams of vanilla extract were boiled with the milk and then added to the egg mixture.

The caramel was the first to fall into the pudding mold, and immediately made a "sizzle" sound.

Caramel is very hot when it dissolves in sugar, so be careful when adding hot milk, as the slightest mistake can undo your efforts.

However, this is simply a breeze for a teenager who is so focused that he does not turn a deaf ear.

But even so, he didn't careless for a moment.

Sift the egg mixture into a pudding cup and concentrate gently until not a single bubble is formed.

It was only three minutes before and after, and Chopin's serenade happened to slowly stop singing, and the boy was already covered in sweat.

The assistant said, "Pastry Master, leave it to me." ”

The young man held twelve pudding molds and said calmly: "No, from the beginning to the end of a dessert, it should be executed by the pastry chef himself." ”

The waiter walked into the box step by step with a delicate plate.

Thirty centimeters of footsteps, each step is so dignified and careful, because it is a matter of life and death for the silver coral, which is a jeweled pudding that sells for up to four hundred francs each.

The pudding made by the boy is exactly what its name suggests, and that is jewelry.

If you don't say it, others can't tell the difference between this jewel-like handicraft, which is actually a real pudding.

The caramel lid on top of the pudding, like a facet made of black onyx, shines with a mysterious light, low-key and subtle, noble and solemn.

Underneath the caramel lid is a tricolor combination of diamonds and white jade and amber.

The yellow amber is the yolk of an egg, the white jade egg white is pure and delicate, and the round diamond surface is cast from heated sugar.

The pudding made by the boy has the unique play-of-color effect of opal, and the curved crystal-like facets show a bright colored band of light under the illumination of the light.

When the pudding is turned, the bands of light move with it, like the slender eyes of a cat's eyes, making it impossible to take your eyes off its body.

The Asian man laughed, "John, how is it, it didn't disappoint you, did you?" ”

John gritted his teeth, and he retorted: "Isn't it just a beautiful crème brûlée, the key to food is taste!" ”

In fact, there is no need to taste it at all, everyone already knows it, how bad can the taste of such a delicate dessert be?

John bit the spoon, moved to tears, and praised in extremely non-fluent Chinese: "Lubricating sweet and soft, glutinous and cold and soft, pudding is full of elasticity, the taste of caramel and vanilla and eggs is particularly distinct, but extremely harmoniously blended together, it is simply a word you Asian say, amazing!" It's delicious! Delicious! Delicious! ”

The Asian man laughed, "John, in this way, our agreement is fine, right?" ”

John snatched the Asian man's jewelry pudding, gobbled it up, and retorted, "There's one more question. ”

The Asian man frowned slightly and said, "I don't know what else is wrong?" ”

"You have to tell me, who is the man who can make the ultimate dessert today?"

The Asian man breathed a sigh of relief, and his hanging heart, which was worried about John's remorse, slowly calmed down.

"Provincial Sweetheart Cup Baking Runner-up ......"

Before he could finish speaking, the young man slowly paced forward and intercepted the Asian man's words.

"I'm now the French royal pastry chef, Bai Xia. Mayor, long time no see. ”

Bai Xia slowly raised his bowed back, revealing an extremely confident smile.