He Lai glared at a pair of leopard eyes, tried his best to contain the shock in his heart, and then said angrily: "Sikong Yao, why do you still want to leave!" ”

Sikong Yao sighed: "Teacher, when I come back, I will practice the basic skills in peace, you can rest assured." ”

He Lai was furious and said, "No! I don't allow a good seedling to be destroyed in front of me. ”

Sikong Yao still insisted on saying: "Teacher, I have my own measure, and I also have an obsession with winning the cherry cup, so please believe me." ”

Speaking of this, Sikong Yao silently lowered his head, in addition to the cherry cup being a medium for Sikong Yao to prove his strength to his father, for Sikong Yao, there is also a dusty past......

He Lai frowned and sneered: "Believe in you, why do you make me believe in you, as far as your current ability is concerned?" ”

"Of course not, why don't you have a cooking showdown? Let's speak with strength. ”

A few crisp applause rang out, and a fourth man's voice rang out in the pastry room.

He Lai, Sikong Yao and Sikong Lu were all taken aback, and looked in the direction of the door.

The fiery red curls under a distinctive cowboy hat slowly entered the sight of the three of them.

Sikong Yao met the deceased by chance and exclaimed, "Brother Wu You? ”

Wu You walked into the pastry room and said with a smile: "Sikong Yao, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

He Lai frowned slightly and asked, "Who is he?" ”

Sikong Yao introduced: "This is the editor of an international food magazine, Wu You, when he was in Xiamen, it was really thanks to the care of Wu You's eldest brother. ”

Recalling the moment when he was besieged by a group of vicious dogs in the ruins of the construction site, Sikong Yao had a feeling of escaping death.

Wu You smiled: "If anything, I want to thank you for allowing me to enjoy such delicious food." ”

Sikong Yao said modestly: "Don't dare to be, the flame ice cream made by Brother Wu You is delicious." ”

He Lai captured some details from the conversation between the two. Looking at the strangely dressed Wu You in front of him, there was always an indescribable awkwardness in his heart.

He asked, "You're also a chef?" ”

Wu You said humbly: "No, no, no, I'm just because I have eaten too much." So there will be a little bit in front of you. ”

He Lai glanced at Wu You, and said faintly: "Interlacing is like separating mountains." Since you're not a chef, it's rude to meddle in a matter between us chefs. ”

Wu You shrugged his shoulders and said leisurely: "Although I am not a chef, in addition to being an editor of an international food magazine, I also have another identity, that is, a gourmet." ”

When He Lai heard the word "gourmet", his brows were almost twisted into a knot.

Foodie is often an overused word. Nowadays, almost any person who likes to eat can be called a "foodie".

But those who really have a deep understanding of food will generally know that the more they know, the more they know that they don't understand, and then they will be in awe of these three words, and they will not dare to call themselves gourmets.

As with Michelin-starred restaurants, there is also a specific way to classify a foodie.

A true gourmand can be rated on six levels based on his overall strength.

From low to high, they are three-level gourmets. Second-level gourmet, first-class gourmet, super-third-level gourmet. Special second gourmet, special first class gourmet.

The assessment and certification of gourmets is even more stringent and strict than the promotion of chefs, so He Lai was a little displeased when he heard that Wu You actually regarded himself as a gourmet.

He Lai sneered, "Are you sure you're a gourmet?" ”

Wu You nodded and said with a smile: "Yes, I am indeed a gourmet, and with my level, it should be enough to evaluate your cooking level." ”

Sikong Yao agreed: "Yes, teacher." Mr. Wu You is indeed very powerful, and he has a unique perspective on food. ”

He came to see Wu You. He looked at Sikong Yao again, and then said, "Okay." Then with Wu You as the judge, let's have a noodle showdown, if you win, then I'll let you go. ”

Sikong Yao said angrily: "This is not fair, I am a pastry chef, you are a baker, how can you use pastries to compete for the winner." ”

He Lai retorted: "A true chef must not be limited to just one field. ”

Sikong Yao pursed her lips and said angrily: "Nonsense, you are simply cheating." ”

He Lai said impatiently: "Anyway, that's it, you don't love it, otherwise you will obediently stay and study." ”

Sikong Yao hurriedly said: "Compare, of course compare!" Why not compare, I'm going to convince you to lose. ”

He Lai sneered and said, "Okay, don't say that I bullied you, I'll compete with you with the simplest dish in bread." ”

Wu You clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Then it's decided, contemptible Wu You, I have the honor to be the judge of this pastry showdown, and I also invite the two chefs to be in place, and the competition will start immediately." ”

"Wait a minute!" Just as the duel was about to begin, He Lai suddenly stopped Sikong Yao, who had already started to make peace.

Sikong Yao was slightly stunned, and asked with some displeasure, "Teacher, what's the matter?" ”

He said: "I want to raise. ”

Sikong Yao said puzzledly: "What note?" ”

The corners of He Lai's mouth provoked a wicked smile, and said: "If I win, you have to obey my arrangement within a month, and you have to practice whatever I ask you to practice." ”

Sikong Yao said angrily: "I'll go, just make a bread, you're going too far." What if you lose? ”

He Lai said disdainfully: "If I lose, it means that your level is already above me, then it can only be said that my skills are not as good as others, I simply give you a month's salary, purely as a tuition fee." ”

As soon as he heard the money, Sikong Yao suddenly felt excited, isn't he worried about money right now? Since there is such a wronged boss sent to the door, then don't be in vain.

Sikong Yao grinned and said with a smile: "Hey, then it's decided." ”

Wu You spread his hands and continued: "In this case, can our cooking duel continue to start?" ”

"No problem!"

With a chuckle, Sikong Yao immediately started his own cooking.

Five hundred milliliters of water and one hundred grams of high-gluten flour were stirred together, which did not conform to the ratio of noodles at all, and Sikong Yao actually brought out another pot.

As a gourmet, Wu You's knowledge is beyond ordinary people, and he saw through Sikong Yao's thoughts at a glance, and smiled meaningfully: "I see, it's actually a soup seed." ”

Soup is a bread-making method that originated in Japan, which means that during the baking process, flour is boiled at high temperatures after adding water to make the starchy noodles appear as a flour paste.

After the starch gelatinizes, the absorbed moisture increases, so the structure of the bread is very soft, has an extraordinary elasticity, and can also prolong the aging of the bread, which is very suitable for modern tastes.

The soup batter is very easy to glue the pot, and the requirements for grasping the heat are also very precise.

When it is heated to 65 degrees, the batter is also stirred by Sikong Yao into a strange texture, and at this time, it is the moment when the soup batter is formed.

He Lai glanced at Sikong Yao, sneered, and went straight through Sikong Yao's little trick.

Sikong Yao is a very smart girl, if she chooses regular bread to compete with a senior pastry chef like He Lai, no matter how creative and delicious the bread Sikong Yao makes, she will definitely lose in one fatal flaw, that is, tendon.

The so-called strengths and avoid weaknesses, Sikong Yao can't choose to go head-to-head with He Lai, if she wants to win, she must give full play to her advantages as a pastry chef.

He is right, a true chef must not be limited to just one field.

And Sikong Yao just applied her dessert skills to bread.

70 grams of butter, 30 grams of powdered sugar, 1/8 teaspoon of refined salt, 30 grams of egg yolk, 5 grams of corn starch, and 80 grams of milk powder, all of which are beaten into a paste with a blender, and then covered with plastic wrap and fermented until twice the size.

This is soufflé, a variation of soufflé.

Wrap the soufflé in soup batter, then add a little polished desiccated coconut, preheat the oven to 165 degrees on a medium plate, and serve in fifteen minutes.

"Sikong Yao's special, soup soufflé bread, I hope Brother Wu You likes it."

The smooth and small flour, from the bottom to the top, slowly changes from yellow to charred brown, and a little bit of grated coconut sets off the bread more beautifully and moving.

Wu You commented: "Soup bread is to add a certain proportion of soup dough to some bread recipes to make the bread softer and more water-retaining. Yukan means warm noodles or thin noodles in Japanese. The meaning of soup is boiling water, hot water, and hot springs. Seed means seed, variety, material, and flour fertilizer. The soup bread is a warm and harmonious and hopeful future, which is very good. Especially the soufflé filling here, the amount of cornmeal starch is just right, the soufflé is mellow and smooth, but not too sweet and greasy, mixed with the warm soft bread, which makes people's hearts melt together. Not bad! ”

"Hee~" Sikong Yao smiled proudly, and the meaning of provocation drifted towards He Lai.

He Lai said disdainfully: "Hypocritical, frivolous and impatient, you show me, this is the real bread." ”

With a wave of his hand, a piece of clean dough like a brick was thrown out.

Wu You calmly stretched out a hand, and the bread fell into the palm of his hand without mistake.

Wu You's brows furrowed slightly, feeling the amazing weight of this piece of bread.

Wu You held the bread in his hand with his palm, and couldn't help sighing: "It turned out to be Si Kang, worthy of being the first pastry technician in the country." ”

He Lai began to tidy up the table, and then sneered: "Good boy, you really have a bit of knowledge, yes, I am beginning to believe that you are indeed a gourmet." ”

Sikong Yao looked at the stone-like square bread in Wu You's hand, and subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, the bright and textured surface made her feel a trace of solemnity that was difficult to shake. (To be continued)