There is one last step before putting the Empanadases in the oven to bake.

Chen Er slipped the fresh lemon and casually squeezed some lemon juice on top of the Ampanadas cake.

"Bake for twenty minutes."

Chen Er put the Ampanadas cake in the oven and set the time.

Xu Zhiwen on the side was already about to finish the Ampanadas cake.

This time, he learned to be a little more obedient, and the action of putting the dough in the mold was very gentle and gentle, and even the action of putting the meat filling in the dough was very slow.

Even looking at the amount of minced meat, he seemed to be worried about the recurrence of the incident with cinnamon powder just now, so he was extra careful when putting the minced meat.

Having finally fixed the shape of the Ampanadas cake, he quickly glanced at Chen Er again, and found that Chen Er had already begun to prepare the second course, and did not stop to wait for him in the slightest.

So Xu Zhiwen was a little panicked, and the movements in his hands immediately became faster.

He quickly brushed the baking tray with some butter, and then quickly put the Empanadas cake into the baking pan, which he was about to put in the oven.

At this time, the agent standing outside the camera hurriedly waved his hand vigorously at Xu Zhiwen, and then kept glancing at him, indicating that he still had no steps to do.

So Xu Zhiwen hurriedly looked at the table, looking for ingredients that he hadn't used yet.

Seeing that there was still a fresh lemon lying on the table, Xu Zhiwen immediately reacted, it turned out that he forgot to put the lemon.

So he hurriedly grabbed the lemon and cut it in half with a knife.

Then he grasped half of the lemon with one hand, and squeezed it hard against the two pieces of Ampanadas cake, and saw that the two halves of the lemon were squeezed flat directly in Xu Zhiwen's palm.

A large amount of lemon juice squirted out of his palm, all spilled onto the Ampanadas cake.

Xu Zhiwen couldn't care so much, so he hurriedly threw away the fresh lemon that had been squeezed in half, pushed the baking tray containing the Ampanadas cake into the oven, and then adjusted the time.

After Xu Zhiwen finished doing this, he came out with a sigh of relief, smelled the sour smell in his hands, and hurried to wash his hands with a disgusted face.

After washing his hands, he went to look at the ingredients on Chen Er's table.

He also picked the ingredients and came out.

This time, the ingredients needed were very simple, just cornmeal, fresh milk, onions, and some fresh corn coating.

The next dish that Chen Er is going to make is a very popular snack of Argentines and sometimes appears on the Argentine table as a side dish for some big dishes.

This thing is corn flour steaming.

Chen Er poured the cornmeal into a large bowl, poured fresh milk and chopped onion, and added a piece of feta cheese, then stirred well.

Because I have just made Ampanadas cakes with a slightly more complicated production method, Xu Zhiwen is much more handy at this time to make corn flour steaming.

It's just that the onions he cut are extremely ugly, the particles appear to be very large, and the stirring is not as uniform as Chen Er.

Xu Zhiwen thinks that his approach is also very good, and he has a "Fauvist" painting style.

However, the next step made him regret it very much, and it would be nice if the knife work was a little better.

Chen Er washed the fresh corn coat with water and wrapped the stirred cornmeal in the coat.

Because Chen'er's onions are finely chopped and stirred evenly, they look beautiful and neat when wrapped in corn coats.

The whole process is also very hassle-free.

On the other side, Xu Zhiwen was wrapped in a mess, with potholes like a muddy road that was run over by a truck on a rainy day.

Chen Er steamed the wrapped corn flour into the steamer and said, "Although this food is called corn flour steaming, in Argentina, it can be eaten both steamed and boiled. ”

"However, since we have a steamer today, of course we have to steam and eat it."

"Fifteen minutes of steaming is fine, of course, if you have a larger or thicker bag, then the steaming time can be extended accordingly, but at most twenty minutes, otherwise the taste will not be delicious enough, because there is milk and feta cheese in it."

When the corn flour is steamed in the pot, the oven makes a "ding" sound appropriately.

Chen Er walked over to the oven and took out the baked Empanadas.

The baked Ampanadas cake is closer to the Chinese dumplings in terms of appearance.

And it's a lot like fried dumplings.

Chen Er took a breath of the aroma and nodded, "Although I don't like to squeeze a little lemon juice into the pasta, I have to say that with a little lemon juice, the smell is still good." ”

"The sweetness of the flour has a hint of butteriness, mixed with a hint of lemon."

"It's sweet with a little sourness, but it makes people feel that this aroma is very refreshing and not greasy."

As soon as the words fell, the oven on Xu Zhiwen's side also made a "ding" sound.

Xu Zhiwen rubbed his hands very expectantly, then immediately put on thick gloves, stepped forward to open the door of the oven, and took out the Empanadas cake he baked.

When a large amount of hot air wafted out with a strong aroma, Xu Zhiwen, who was closest to the oven, immediately froze his body, and the smile on his face froze.

Chen Er turned his head to look over, and before he could smell what was going on, he smelled a strong lemon sour smell.

This time, the lemon was already half-ripe, and it was a sour lemon in the area.

So when Chen Er squeezed the lemon juice just now, he didn't dare to use any extra strength.

Only a little bit of lemon juice came out, and the smell was already so full.

And Xu Zhiwen's lemon sour taste can be described in two words: sour.

Chen Er just turned his face to that side, and he could already smell the sour smell on his face.

He thought, Xu Zhiwen should have squeezed a whole lemon dry......

Xu Zhiwen endured the sour taste, took out the Empanadas cake, and put it on the table.

The surrounding staff couldn't help but take two steps back at the same time.

Xu Zhiwen raised his head, blinked his eyes, and forced back the tears that were about to flow out.

He never imagined that the sour taste of this lemon would be so sour after heating......

And before that, he also said to Chen Erkua that he would definitely eat up the food he cooked......

But the smell of this Ampanadas cake in front of me is enough to choke people, and won't it sour your teeth when you eat it?

He didn't want to eat it......

Xu Zhiwen silently licked his teeth, which were still porcelain teeth he had just made recently......

If the porcelain tooth is soured again, the suffering he suffered during the tooth extraction will be in vain!

So Xu Zhiwen silently moved his eyes to his agent.

At this time, the agent suddenly felt a chill behind him, and when he looked up, he found that he was looking at himself with a smile.

I don't know why, he suddenly felt a bad premonition in his heart......