Although Liu Yifeng has been crossing over for about half a year, he has not had much contact with the real Ming people, and he has a concept that he has not figured out at all, that is, the protection of technology by ancient Chinese craftsmen.

Cooks are also craftsmen, and there is also a situation where the inside is not passed on to the outside, and the men are not passed on to the women.

Although there have been books such as cookbooks since the Tang Dynasty, they were not written for later cooks. In ancient times, cooks were a ninth-rate profession, how many of them could read and write? Many dishes or pastries are all passed down by word of mouth from the master and his apprentices.

Hanamaki is unskilled in the eyes of later generations, but in this Ming Dynasty, it is really not something that every chef will make. So Liu Yifeng didn't realize that he was stolen at all.

But judging from his performance in the ghost city, he really doesn't care much about being stolen.

"Where are you making steamed bread?"

Several cooks in their 30s looked at the shopkeeper Zhang suspiciously, and only after getting his consent did they take Liu Yifeng to a room. The outside of the house is 10-15 degrees, but the inside of the house is above 20 degrees, and it seems that it is a greenhouse specially used for fermentation.

There are a large number of wooden basins on the wooden shelves in the house, all covered with clean linen, Liu Yifeng lifted a linen cloth, and below it was the dough that had been fermented.

"How long has it been fermenting?"

"Half an hour."

"Take me to wash my hands."

After returning from washing his hands, Liu Yifeng directly reached out and tore open the dough, looked at the honeycomb-shaped fermentation state inside, and nodded with satisfaction.

The four cooks who watched coldly next to him began to believe that the shopkeeper said that this kid really could make flower rolls, at least pastry.

Holding the pot of fermented noodles, Liu Yifeng followed the cooks to the kitchen, sprinkled ash on the board, and naturally ordered one of the four people to knead the noodles.

The man's face was full of unhappiness, but he still reluctantly rubbed his dough after the shopkeeper coughed.

And Liu Yifeng walked around the kitchen and the warehouse outside the kitchen, and when he came back, he handed over some messy spices to one of the remaining three people, and asked him to grind them all into powder.

The three of them were stunned, they were all apprentices who made pastries in various restaurants in the Ming Dynasty, and they had never seen anyone who could add spices to pastries.

"Green onions, as long as the green onions are green, cut into green onions."

After giving an order to one of the remaining two people, Liu Yifeng asked the last person to make a fire, and then put the snow-white animal fat in the jar in his hand into the iron pot.

After a while, the oil melted away, and the whole kitchen was filled with the smell of oil.

After receiving the spice powder and chopped green onion that the cooks had grinded, Liu Yifeng put the spice powder, salt and flour into an empty bowl, scooped out the hot oil with a wooden spoon and poured it on the mixed flour.

Stir and stir again, and a bowl of puff pastry is ready.

Including the shopkeeper, everyone in the kitchen looked stupid, and they didn't know what Liu Yifeng was doing, which was different from the way he remembered making flower rolls.

Holding a bowl filled with puff pastry and chopped green onions, Liu Yifeng walked over to the dough that had been rolled out into a thin square dough according to his requirements in advance. Use a wooden spoon to spread the puff pastry evenly on the dough, sprinkle with chopped green onions, and finally roll up the dough.

Use a kitchen knife to cut into fist-sized pieces, then take a chopstick and press it in the middle of the agent, pull both sides of the agent, one hand to the left and the other to the right, and a flower roll is ready.

After doing 5 more, Liu Yifeng was ready to be lazy: "You guys." ”

When Liu Yifeng applied the puff pastry, the disdain on the faces of the four cooks had disappeared, and they were all dignified. The moment Liu Yifeng cut out the agent and wrung out the prototype of the flower roll, they were convinced, and they just wanted to taste it quickly after steaming.

As a result, Liu Yifeng actually let them operate it by themselves, and not only did they not feel angry this time, but they were secretly grateful.

"It's not like that, grab both sides, one hand inward, and the other outward at the same time."

"Hey, you tap, it's dough not meat, you see you're torn off."

"Why are you stretching so long, do you want to make fritters?"

"You're the cook who makes naan, aren't you? What does it mean that I asked you to make flower rolls and you pressed me into naan? ”

Liu Yifeng covered his face, and looked at the shopkeeper Zhang with puzzled eyes: You chefs are at this level, and your shop is actually known as a rare store with good taste in Dongshan Prefecture.

Shopkeeper Zhang was also a little embarrassed, glared at his cooks, and said, "Brother Feng, you twist a few more and let them see." ”

"That's good."

Boss Liu, who was next to Shopkeeper Zhang, was amazed, he didn't expect this man who could fight so well to be a chef.

Why do you come to Dongshan Prefecture with this craft?

I guess I have a murder in my hand, after all, I can fight so well.

Half an hour later, a plate of steamed salt, pepper and green onion rolls was placed on the table, one Liu Yifeng, one Boss Liu, one shopkeeper Zhang, and one for the remaining cooks, just after the distribution.

After eating, Liu Yifeng nodded with satisfaction, there is the level of the ordinary vegetable market in later generations. looked at Gu Ergou, who was staring at him with saliva, and gave him half of his share.

Where has Gu Ergou ever eaten such a delicious thing, the salty aroma of the crispy, the soft taste, the sweetness of the wheat, and the fragrance of the green onion, Boss Liu directly pushed the 4 chefs who were still slowly tasting to continue steaming the flower rolls.

Liu Yifeng walked directly to the shopkeeper Zhang and stretched out his hand with a smile.

"Which firm is Brother Feng from? How many years have you been in Dongshan State? ”

Boss Liu smiled and replied for Liu Yifeng: "Lao Zhao, don't think about it, people just arrived this year." ”

The shopkeeper Zhang showed a regretful look on his face, looked up at his four cooks, they were communicating while steaming flower rolls, and when they saw their shopkeeper looking at him, they all nodded to indicate that they had learned.

Although Liu Yifeng can't be hired, with this hand of flower rolls and his family's already famous naan, it is estimated that the business will get better and better in the future. The shopkeeper Zhang was not hypocritical, and directly took out 5 taels of silver and put it in Liu Yifeng's hand, and he had the right to pay the tuition.

Liu Yifeng saluted Boss Liu and Shopkeeper Zhang with satisfaction, and left with Gu Ergou.

Halfway through, Gu Ergou said, "Brother Feng, it's not right, I remember that the shopkeeper Zhang didn't say that he would refund you 2 taels of silver for the meal?" ”

That is, people from his background will remember these things, and Liu Yifeng only remembers the matter of the 5 taels bet. Originally, he didn't really want to go and really ask for the 2 taels of food money, and he always felt a little ashamed. But after thinking about it, he had already arrived in Dongshan Prefecture, and he brought another team, and it was always good to have more money, so he left Gu Ergou in place and went back to ask for it.

The shopkeeper saw Boss Liu and Shopkeeper Zhang politely send Liu Yifeng out of the store before, so he didn't dare to stop him, watching him calmly walk into the back hall, and began to guess that this person dressed as a man was very familiar with his shopkeeper?

Halfway through, he met the cook who made naan, Liu Yifeng asked where his shopkeeper was, and he politely took Liu Yifeng to the door of the inner courtyard. After saying goodbye to the cook, Liu Yifeng, who entered the inner courtyard, heard the conversation between Shopkeeper Zhang and Boss Liu.

Just as he was about to walk out of the corner to salute, he heard the shopkeeper Zhang ask: "Lao Zhang, have you heard about the batch of firearms that were detained in Liugui Prefecture some time ago?" ”

Liu Yifeng immediately stopped and gently stuck to the wall.