Fermented bean curd cake is a kind of excellent baking in Chaoshan local ****** crispy and fragrant pastry crust, the filling is incredible, with a history of more than 300 years, is the Chaoshan people take tea with a blind pursuit.

Chaoshan's old foodie friend flew and specially came to the store to deliver the bean curd cake... Raw material?!

Old friends blow their beards and stare at them. Without any scruples, he shouted that this was the fermented fermented bean curd that he had finally bought from Lao Huang's house for more than a year, and the bean curd cake made could be even more extreme.

An Jing hid his face and sighed, thinking that Mao didn't directly bring some finished bean curd cakes, he could make a pot of fragrant tea upstairs, and he had to bring the raw materials over and let him think about making hot bean curd cakes to taste together.

It's time to study how much baking time is appropriate in the back kitchen.

Tan Chujiao took Xu Nian into the door, and when she saw the oncoming thin grains, she greeted her directly and asked, "Where is An Jing?" ”

"Here, the kitchen is researching new products, and you call him directly."

Pointing to the mouth of the dish, the thin grain finished speaking, didn't stay long, it seemed that there was an emergency, and he drove away directly out of the store and drove away.

Before he reached the food port, he saw An Jing and a typical Jiangnan woman with a temperament walking out of the back kitchen.

The ink-and-wash cheongsam in winter, the long hair that is pulled up at will, and the fixation of a jade hairpin are simple and transparent.

"Ugly and ugly, wait for me on the second floor, my delicious food will be baked soon!"

An Jing saw Tan Chujiao, greeted him to the second floor, and went into the back kitchen by himself.

He Xilanwen nodded, and the group sat on the second floor.

Xi Lanwen casually picked up the books on the shelf, sat by the window and flipped through them.

Xu Nian was a little restrained, and he was doing it properly on the side.

After a while, I heard footsteps going upstairs.

An Jing: "Come on, freshly baked bean curd cake!" ”

Tan Chujiao: "Sufu cake? Fengcheng's bean curd cake? ”

As soon as she heard An Jing say that the delicious thing was the bean curd cake, Tan Chuji couldn't sit still, so she got up and greeted her.

Don't care about burning your hands, pinch your fingers and send them straight to your mouth.

"Hmmm! That's the taste! That's great! ”

Tan Chujiao pointed to the fermented bean curd cake and praised it, which is indeed a taste that I will never forget in my childhood memory.

Oily but not greasy, the taste is changeable but layered, with the aroma of Danbush tea.

The simplicity and freshness of the tea are perfectly combined with the complex fat aroma of the cake.

Tan Chujiao sighed while eating: "Our family used to eat cold bean curd cake with hot tea, but I didn't expect the taste of the freshly baked to be amazing!" ”

took out a piece from the plate, took a sip of hot tea, and ate a mouthful of bean curd cake, everyone's beautiful appearance made Tan Chujiao have an impulse to find a pair of paper and pens to quickly describe the scene in front of him.

An Jing picked it up and tasted it, and said disgustedly: "It's not that there is no finished bean curd cake packaging express, so you have to let me make it." ”

As he spoke, a small orange was in the middle of the red heart.

After Xilan lost the orange, she looked at An Jing with white eyes, which was simply shattering the idea of talking about the beautiful scene in front of Chu Jiao's eyes!

Xi Lanwen: "Do you understand the beauty of the bean curd cake that is eaten while it is hot!" ”

An Jing, who was powerless to refute, took a bite of the bean curd cake, peeled the small orange three or two times and put it back.

For fear that Xi Lanwen would ruin her image and beat herself again, looking at the woman who was gently described, she really had no less violent tendencies.

After touching the small bowl of tea, I cleared my throat before introducing it.

An Jing: "Introduction, my classmate, Xi Lan. ”

gestured again, and introduced Tan Chujiao.

"This is Chu Jiao, an e-sports trainee of a company near us, who often comes to eat."

Shifting a few angles, looking at Xu Nian, An Jing knew that it was a part-time job introduced by Wei Qijin but did not mention the name.

Xu Nian is not stupid: "My name is Xu Nian." ”

Tan Chujiao: "Salary is not feeling well and will go back to the dormitory first, I will send Xu Nian over for an interview." ”

Seeing that the little girl was a little weak, not to mention that it was Wei Qijin who said hello, she didn't ask too much, and arranged it directly.

An Jing: "Then you go down to the kitchen first, let Xiao Xi tell you about the part-time job in the store, and wait for Mr. Bo to come back and go through the process for you in a while." ”

Bent down to thank you, didn't stay long, and Xu Nian went down.

Before going down, Tan Chujiao also stuffed two pieces of bean curd cake into her hand.

An Jing: "Hehe, in fact, you don't have to stuff her, there are many in the kitchen, and she will be eating." ”

Tan Chuji: "I'm afraid she's embarrassed!" ”

So, he nodded to each other and sat at the same table.

Tan Chujiao asked, "I see that Mr. Bo just ran out in a hurry?" ”

An Jing: "Hey, she's going back to the editorial office to get the contract." ”

looked at Tan Chujiao's confused expression, as if he was answering what he was asking, and drank some tea.

He continued: "My classmate is a gourmet, and he likes to find some fly restaurants and old shops all over the country to eat and drink, and often submit articles in various magazines or something. ”

Tan Chujiao looked at Xilanwen in disbelief.

This figure? This temperament? Epicure?

Shouldn't it be a tea master or florist or something? Looking like he doesn't eat the fireworks of the world, is he really a gourmand walking in restaurants on the streets of the north and south of the river?

"So, don't dare to judge people by their appearance!"

As if he had seen through what Chu Ji was thinking, An Jing smiled and teased.

Xilan: "Don't listen to his nonsense, I just like to eat some classic snacks that inherit old skills, now fast food is popular, and the old taste needs time and energy to make by hand, and it is difficult to find it if you don't eat it." ”

nodded in agreement, picked up another piece of bean curd cake and bit it.

Seeing that Tan Chu Ji liked fermented milk cakes very much, she didn't wait for An Jing to talk, so she asked: "You like fermented milk cakes very much, are you also from Southern Guangdong?" ”

Nodding again, he returned fluently in Cantonese, "Yes, Nanyue people, I like these flavors of tea!" ”

Xi Lanwen also replied in Cantonese: "That's a little more to eat, Yanjing's dim sum is not as good as home." ”

An Jing shrugged when she heard Cantonese, although her mother often said it, she never had a Cantonese cell, and could only say a few simple words about sprinkling water.

Angel: "By the way, is Vare sick if he is not feeling well?" ”

didn't think much about it, and Gu talked to Xi Lan's hometown dialect in Cantonese, and An Jing replied to the question asked without much embarrassment.

After all, it's the 21st century, and who doesn't know all kinds of stalks in the same age.

Tan Chujiao: "No, it's time to drink brown sugar water every month." ”

Nodding thoughtfully, he didn't say anything, and the three of them chatted for a while before the thin grains ran back.

Tan Chujiao: "Then you sign the contract, and I'll leave first." ”

didn't keep too much, took the packed bean curd cake carton that had been cooled and handed it to Tan Chujiao, and sent a thermos bucket.

Tan Chujiao: "What is this?" ”

An Jing: "Brown sugar, ginger, jujube tea, and bone-burning mustard porridge." ”

smiled, although I haven't known An Jing for a long time, but I am indeed a careful and warm-hearted person.

Tan Chujiao: "Thank you then~"

Seeing that Xu Nian was already talking and laughing with the people in the store, Tan Chujiao also went back to the bedroom with confidence.

Tomorrow will start the last week of intensive training, and I still don't know what the final review criteria are, although my ability and rating of the glory of the king are among the best among the trainees.

But it is not the last day, and nothing can be taken lightly.

If you finally have the opportunity to become a professional esports player, then you must seize the opportunity to stand at the end!