People have different personalities and different temperaments.

Unlike Wen Jiu, he was suspicious of the little girls in the R&D building who had all kinds of new dishes and dim sum.

These dishes and snacks in the building can't be studied by people who have been active in the kitchen all their lives, how can a little girl?

To put it mildly, she didn't even eat much!

How is it possible to delve into so many things!

Ding Xue saw the dim sum master's opinion of him early.

Since she came, she has been accustomed to using her strength to persuade others, and when the candy bar is knocked out, she picks out the best slice and hands it over.

"What do you think?"

The dim sum chef took the candy and his face was complicated.

Just a sugar cube with a little pigment won't taste good, but there are things that don't need it to taste good.

"People who host wedding banquets should like it."

I've never seen anything so veritable!

"You can also make longevity characters." Thoughtful, he tasted it after a sentence.

Ding Xue slightly picked a piece of unsightly food: "Shoubi Nanshan, you can tie the knot or rise or something, if you need it, you can also make it according to the needs of customers." ”

"It should look good on a cake." Suddenly remembered, she said.

With a thought, she boiled the sugar in a small pot again.

This time, the dim sum chef didn't be a spectator, and naturally helped when she searched and looked for something.

Cakes and some pastries need to be pre-ordered, and the only thing left in the finished cabinet is the crispy melaleuca left for her.

Hanging the shredded sugar on the mille-feuille, the originally simple crisp peach mille-feuille has become an appearance that ordinary people can't afford.

Use a spoon to make a mold, take off the film of a small bowl of shredded sugar, and the peach cake will look tall!

When the shopkeeper Gao came in, what he saw was Ding Xuewei studying the peach crisp in a small bowl of shredded sugar.

"Something, crystal clear, and weirdly beautiful."

The shopkeeper Gao's idea was intuitive, but the dim sum chef's eyes were full of suspicion.

From the word candy to the sugar silk decoration, it is not long in time, how can there be successive thoughts in such a short period of time, even if you have a heart, you may also be disturbed by the previous thoughts.

He thinks well, but he doesn't know that Ding Xuewei is a soul from reality, he has seen too many things he has eaten, many things will be completely ignored when he doesn't want to, and there will be a series of chain reactions when he thinks about it.

"It's just shredded sugar."

Handing the plate in her hand to the shopkeeper Gao, she explained: "When I went to give my fourth uncle a divorce before, I remembered the various gifts sent to the woman's house at that time, and I thought about what kind of things can make people's eyes shine and be happy when I tell my fourth uncle about kissing in the future, so I thought of Xitang." ”

picked a good-looking one and handed it to the shopkeeper Gao, and when he was dumbfounded, revealing a face full of incredulity, Ding Xue smiled embarrassedly.

"I thought that some cakes were too monotonous, but when I boiled the sugar water, I pulled out a lot of sugar shreds, so I had an idea." Smoothly, she pointed to the cake on the side.

The original simple and monotonous crisp peach mille-feuille has become unique.

"Good looks are as important as good food, good looks and good taste give people more satisfaction, and I think decoration on food can also get twice the result with half the effort."

The dishes in Bazhen Building are not only delicious, but the environment of Bazhen Building is also a must.

Without hesitation, he sent the sugar cubes into the mouth, and the shopkeeper said: "I will pay attention to it in the future." ”

Needless to say, the attitude of the shopkeeper Gao is different, and the face of the dim sum chef is different, from the beginning of unbelief to the final convincing.

He is a person who can be corrected, Ding Xue was in a good mood, her eyes rolled, and a few thoughts rose.

Scooping up the sugar, she first mixed some noodles, pressed out a few peach blossoms and lotus willow leaves with a mold, and then tried to pull the flower basket.

If silk is the most basic level of sugar art, the latte basket is the king level.

A small pot of sugar ran out, and she still didn't succeed.

"What do you want to do?" The dim sum chef finally couldn't stand it.

Ding Xue slightly stopped the action of returning the sugar cubes to the pot, and her face was full of stubbornness: "The flowers have to be filled with flower baskets to be perfect, I want to make a flower basket with sugar." ”

“·····”

The way the dim sum chef looked at her was simply amazing.

It's like finding out that your son is not your own.

Ding Xue laughed wildly in her heart, but her face was pitiful: "I just want to make a flower basket with sugar!" ”

The dim sum chef looked at her intently for a long time, until Ding Xuewei's sugar could be used.

"I'll try."

Ding Xuewei's movements were obvious, and although the last few times were also failures, the prototype of the basket was shown.

He took the spoon, poured the thin sugar on the board and followed Ding Xuewei's movements.

Ding Xuewei felt that he couldn't do well as someone he had seen, he, after watching it for a long time, should only be lonely, but he didn't want the existence of talent to be just to slap his face.

When faced with such a gaze from him, Ding Xuewei was jealous.

"Uncle, did your ancestor pull sugar?"

The dim sum chef was speechless for three seconds: "No." ”

"That's the dough man?" She doesn't give up.

The dim sum chef shook his head again.

"Then why?" Ding Xue pointed to the flower basket slightly.

The dim sum chef suddenly smiled.

A child is still a child, even if she thinks more than ordinary people, but in the end she is still a child, simple.

"Practice makes perfect, although I can't innovate, but I do more, what kind of dim sum should be used in what way, how big the agent can bake how big the biscuits, these hands are weighed."

"You mean, I failed just because I was inexperienced?" Ding Xue raised her eyebrows slightly, very unacceptable.

Although the dim sum chef couldn't look at it, he still nodded.

"On this side, it is easy to deal with it, and it is difficult to say that it is difficult, and what kind of result can be achieved with my hand, it is very accurate." He took a stack of twists and turns and laid them out.

A row of eight biscuits, each with the same groove in the center!

He said it simply, in fact, practice makes perfect is not something that he can summarize in such a simple sentence, but the simple explanation has achieved the effect.

Ding Xue pursed her lips slightly, and finally accepted.

"I'll do more when I get back."

"You're different from him." The shopkeeper Gao was waiting for him, for fear that Ding Xuewei would misplace his thoughts: "If you have any ideas, just tell them, you open your mouth, and they will do it." You can't let them be useless. ”

The useless dim sum chef was forced to nod.

Ding Xue, who was affirmed, was slightly happy.

"Any other ideas?" The shopkeeper wiped his sweat secretly.

Ding Xue took a moment of seriousness at the beginning of the film: "It's gone." ”

The sugar cubes pressed out with the mold, she didn't believe that the uncle in front of her would follow the steps, and she didn't know how to choose the right flower candy size pattern, and what dim sum was more suitable for adding sugar shreds for decoration, what could be used for dim sum decoration, and suitable for dim sum decoration, she felt that she didn't have to worry about it.

"It's getting late!"

“··· Let's eat, I'll send you back later. "The shopkeeper Gao is reluctant.

A roar every day, begging for tickets, asking for collections...

(End of chapter)