Lin Miao put water in the pot, boiled the water over high heat, and then put all the freshly cut white radish shreds into the pot and continued to cook. After a while, the sweet, crisp and tender aroma of radish came out.

She did not stop the fire immediately, but continued to boil until the water in the pot was about to boil dry, Lin Miao put glutinous rice flour and white sesame seeds into it, and boiled them together with the white radish shreds before.

When everyone saw this, they couldn't help but wonder, what is this going to do?

"What do you guess this little girl is going to do? I don't understand it at all. ”

"Didn't you say it at the beginning, she and Ling Rui are both going to make wife cakes."

"Have you ever seen a wife cake like this?"

One of them shook his head, "I don't know how my wife's cake is made, why is this thing called such a strange name?" Sounds numb. ”

After speaking, the two looked at each other, and they both felt goosebumps on their bodies. Ahem, let's take a good look at the game, the name or something, it's all floating clouds, delicious is king.

Lin Miao kept stir-frying it with a spatula to avoid pasting the pot, and after a while, the glutinous rice flour, shredded radish, and white sesame seeds in the pot had been boiled into something like a ball of paste.

Lin Miao took it out, set it aside to cool, and then began to knead the dough.

There are two kinds of dough she kneads, one is oily skin and the other is puff pastry. Although her kneading action was not as fancy as Ling Rui's, it was also enough to show her skills, and after a while, the oily noodles and the puff pastry noodles, two smooth and round dough, were reconciled.

Lin Miao covered them with white gauze and set them aside for about a stick of incense.

Look at Ling Rui's side again. The freshly kneaded dough is kneaded into small dough pieces, and then kneaded into the shape of small balls. After kneading, roll on the white sesame seeds, and the surface of the entire balls will be covered with an even and fine layer of sesame seeds.

Taking advantage of the gap when the dough was standing, Lin Miao raised his head and looked at Ling Rui's progress from a distance.

After seeing him wrap the dough balls in white sesame seeds, Lin Miao couldn't help but ask, "Brother Ling Rui." Are your little balls solid or hollow? ”

Ling Rui, who was engrossed in making his wife's cakes, heard Lin Miao's voice and hurriedly raised his head. smiled and replied, "Of course it's solid, my wife's cake, how can I be hypocritical to my wife." ”

As soon as he said this, the audience burst into laughter.

Ling Rui also felt that he was wrong in what he said. It has the meaning of picking dou forest seedlings. Hurriedly apologized, "I'm sorry, I don't mean anything else, it's just that the wife cake I made is indeed solid." He still didn't say the second half of the sentence, that is, it was indeed sincere.

He nervously observed Lin Miao's reaction, for fear that what he had just said would upset her.

only to find out. Lin Miao was frowning slightly, and pursed her lips thoughtfully, "That's it." If it's solid, and you fry it in oil for a while, isn't it hard to heat evenly? It may be that the outside is already browned, but the inside is not yet ripe. Because, you solid balls, the disadvantage is that there are many noodles in the middle. ”

Ling Rui smiled slightly and nodded, "You're right, solid dough, fried in oil, will indeed have the problem of uneven heating, but I have a way to solve this problem." ”

"What's the solution?" Lin Miao asked curiously.

"That's it," Ling Rui was about to explain, but Meng Huaiqiu couldn't help but interrupt him, "What are you doing!" The competition is a good competition, how can there be a competition between opponents and communicate with each other. If you want to compete, wait until the game is over and play alone. Now, please do your own thing. ”

Lin Miao's studious spirit, Meng Huaiqiu is not used to it at all.

Guan Yan also felt that it was very inappropriate for the opponents in the competition to exchange methods and experiences with each other on the field. Therefore, he also spoke out in agreement, "You two concentrate on cooking your own dishes, if you have anything to say, come down and talk about it." ”

Ling Rui smiled awkwardly at Lin Miao, but there was a faint smile in his eyes, although he and Lin Miao were both told, but Ling Rui felt that this made the distance between the two of them take a step further, at least for now, they were in the same camp.

Lin Miao also stuck out his tongue at him and smiled mischievously, as if to say: I'm sorry, you were also told.

The two men ended their conversation for a moment and turned their attention back to their own dishes.

While Lin Miao was making her wife's cakes, she was paying attention to Ling Rui's movements, and she wanted to know what method Ling Rui would use to solve the problem of uneven heating of solid flour balls.

Lin Miao uncovered the white gauze covering the oily dough and puff pastry dough, and gently tested the softness and hardness of the dough with her fingers. When you press your finger lightly on the dough, there will be a small pit, and after the finger leaves, the pit will slowly bounce back and become a smooth surface again.

Lin Miao nodded, well, yes, the softness and hardness are moderate, and the time to stand is just right.

She rolls out the two doughs into long strips and cuts them into small balls. After cutting, first pick up a small dough with oily skin, flatten it into a sheet, and then put a small puff pastry dough in it, wrap it, and form a new small dough.

Then, with a rolling pin, she rolls this new little dough into a long tongue-shaped dough, rolls it into a dough that folds it in half, and then rolls it out into sheets, so that the puff pastry and the oily skin can blend together perfectly.

After rolling out the dough, you can boil the shredded radish, white sesame seeds, and glutinous rice flour that had been cooled together and put the filling into the dough. Once wrapped, flatten into a cake.

Then beat the eggs, mix the egg whites and beaten yellows, brush on the freshly pressed dough and lightly sprinkle a few white sesame seeds to garnish.

The audience, who had been watching with wide eyes, couldn't help but shout "Ah! It's really made into a cake. ”

"It's curious, what will she do next? Is it steamed or fried? ”

Lin Miao raised his head again and looked at Ling Rui not far away, who was frying the noodle balls at this time.

I saw that in his hand, he was carrying a kitchen utensil like a leaky net, and in the leaky net were placed five or six small balls, which were soaked in oil and fried.

The movements of his hands kept swaying up and down, left and right, and the little balls kept rolling in the leaky net in the oil pot with such movements, and the oil flowers stirred up by the hot oil kept squeaking on the surface of the balls, and the aroma also came out.

Especially after the white sesame seeds are fried, the fragrance is even more domineering, which makes people salivate.

Some of the audience in the audience couldn't hold it anymore, constantly swallowing saliva, and whispering "Oh, it's so fragrant." ”

"It turns out that the method he said is to keep churning with a leaky net, so that the small noodle balls can keep turning over in the oil pot, so that the heating is very even."

Lin Miao also nodded, this method is really good, but what is more important is the mastery of the heat and the rhythm of the wrist flip.

As if feeling Lin Miao's gaze, Ling Rui raised his head and looked at her, the two looked at each other, Ling Rui smiled slightly, as if to say: How is it? Now you understand what method I use, right?

Lin Miao also smiled and nodded, indicating that he had understood the mystery.

Lin Miao came back to her senses and asked Guan Yan, "Guan Yan, is there an oven that can be used?" ”

"Oven? Something, I haven't heard of it. Guan Yan shook his head and looked at the little girl in front of him in surprise.

Meng Huaiqiu was also attracted by Lin Miao's question, "Oven? Are you looking to bake your pie? ”

"Yes." Lin Miao nodded and turned her gaze to Meng Huaiqiu, "Do you know this kind of kitchenware?" ”

Meng Huaiqiu shook his head, "I haven't heard of it, but I have seen the stove that is generally used to bake baked cakes, if you want to use it, we also have such a stove in the back kitchen." ”

Stove? Now, I haven't heard of Lin Miao. In my previous life, I used to bake things by myself, such as an oven or microwave. They must have never seen these electrical appliances, and originally thought that they would have something similar, but it was actually a stove, what the hell was that?

When it was over, Lin Miao suddenly realized a very strict problem, in his previous life, he used an oven or microwave oven, as long as the time was set, after the baking was done, when it was the scheduled time, the electrical appliances would naturally ding, prompting him that he was baked.

Will the stove he is talking about now have this function? If not, then how can you control the heat? Ahhh

Lin Miao swallowed her saliva and stammered, "Can you take me to see it?" ”

"Fangyue, you can take her to have a look." Lan Yuejiao also obviously saw Lin Miao's weakness, so she asked Fang Yue to take Lin Miao to the back kitchen to have a look, maybe Fang Yue could help her come up with ideas.

"Yes, Master." Fang Yue stepped forward and said to Lin Miao, "Let's go, I'll take you to the back kitchen to have a look." ”

"Huh? Oh good. Lin Miao hurriedly re-covered the freshly made dough with white gauze to avoid water loss.

Then, following Fang Yue, he walked in the direction of the back kitchen.

The back kitchen of the dark culinary world is not large, not far from the Hantan ingredient warehouse, in an open mountainside. The mountain breeze blew in from the north, making the pans and spatulas in the back kitchen rattle.

"Oh, this is what Meng Lao said just now, the stove where the baked cakes were baked." Fang Yue walked straight to the southwest corner of the back kitchen, where there was a separate stove made of mud and stones.

The stove was taller than Lin Miao's, and she walked up to it and stood on tiptoe just enough to see the edge of the stove. She couldn't see what was inside.

Fang Yue looked at her struggling, and couldn't help laughing, "The stove is too high, isn't it?" I'll move you a stool, and you can step on it and look at it. ”

After saying that, Fang Yue turned around and brought a thick wooden stool from behind the door.

"Thank you, Sister Fangyue." Lin Miao stepped on it, and now she was taller than Fang Yue, and she could clearly see the structure inside the stove.

"I see!" After seeing the structure clearly, Lin Miao muttered. (To be continued......)