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Listening to the words of the three pastries of Wowo, Candy Roll and Golden Fragrance Circle, Nian Bing couldn't help but feel a move in his heart, there are two of these three kinds of pastries he has heard of, Candy Roll and Golden Fragrance Circle are famous snacks, but there are very few people who can master the heat well. Since Ming Yuan is known as the King of Wonderful Chefs, he must be good at clever cooking methods, so I must ask for advice on how to make this nest when I have the opportunity.

Xue Jing thought for a while and said, "Uncle Ming, then I want to eat golden incense rings, you also know that people love to eat this the most." Why don't you teach me how to do it?"

Ming Yuan deliberately made a frightened look and said, "You, forget it, unless your father agrees to burn down Qingfeng Zhai's kitchen, it's okay, I'll teach you." Otherwise, what if my uncle wants to live a few more years and give you a few more delicious foods? ”

Xue Jing grinned and said, "People don't eat it every day, so it's okay to eat it once in a while." ”

Ming Yuan stood up and said, "Okay, come with me, uncle will make it for you to eat now, anyway, the materials are ready-made." ”

Xue Jing smiled slightly, leaned into Ming Yuan's ear and whispered a few words, Ming Yuan frowned slightly after hearing this, his eyes fell on Nian Bing who was not far away, thought about it, and said, "You girl, you will make trouble for me." However, I said okay, I will only do it once, and how much I can learn is his own problem. ”

Xue Jingxi said: "I know that my uncle is the best." ”

Ming Yuan said angrily: "Don't let the little white face of the people be confused." You girl! I can't help it. After that, he walked in the direction of the kitchen.

Nian Bing found that when Ming Yuan left, he glanced at himself, and his eyes seemed to contain a warning, could it be that Xue Jing's whisper in his ear just now had something to do with him? He was thinking about it, when he suddenly heard Xue Jing shouting: "Nian Bing, come over and give Uncle Ming a hand." As soon as she said this, all the chefs immediately turned their eyes on Nian Bing, and all kinds of strange looks appeared, no need to ask, many people already thought crookedly. You must know that the wonderful chef Wang Mingyuan has always been famous for cherishing his broom, and he never allows others to watch it when cooking, Xue Jing called this, obviously to let Nian Bing learn from him how to make golden incense rings.

Nian Bing stood up, pointed to his nose and said, "Miss, you call me, I'm just chopping wood!"

Xue Jing glared at him and said angrily: "If you want to come over, come over, where is so much nonsense." Hurry up. ”

Nian Bing was helpless, so she had to walk to Xue Jing's side and ask in a low voice, "What are you doing?"

Xue Jing smiled slightly and said, "It's kind of repaying you for this slap in the face." I can tell you, I don't know how many people want to learn Uncle Ming's mastery, this opportunity is very rare, you have to work harder, as long as you can learn a few points, you will also have the capital to eat in the future, if you practice well, I will ask Uncle Ming to transfer you from the firewood room to the kitchen. ”

Nian Bing looked at Xue Jing with strange eyes, this hot-tempered girl seemed to have her cuteness.

Xue Jingqiao's face flushed slightly, and she pushed Nian Bing, "Let's go quickly." Don't think crookedly, you accompanied me for a long time last night, and I beat you again, I just made it up to you. Besides, maybe I'll ask you to do me a favor in the future. ”

The two of them said while entering the kitchen, Qingfeng Zhai is worthy of being a famous restaurant, this kitchen alone is enough for thousands of square meters, although the place is very large, and there are all kinds of materials, but there is no half of the mess, obviously after careful cleaning, all kinds of kitchen utensils are neatly placed, Xue Jing pulled Nian Bing and walked to the innermost, and said while walking: "Uncle Ming usually doesn't cook himself, only important guests can taste the dishes he made himself." Of course, I am the exception. ”

The place where Ming Yuan cooked was covered by a curtain cloth, obviously not wanting anyone to see the way he was cooking, Nian Bing secretly shook his head in his heart, these famous chefs are all so stingy, how can they carry forward their cooking skills?

Xue Jing and Nian Bing lifted up the curtain and entered Ming Yuan's private cooking space of about twenty square meters, Ming Yuan glanced at them, and said coldly to Nian Bing: "I only do it once, the action is fast, you have to look carefully, how much you can learn depends on your own creation." As soon as the words fell, his hands immediately moved.

I saw Ming Yuan grab it with his left hand, drag a clean empty basin from the side, and scoop about a pound of noodles into the basin with a noodle spoon with his right hand. The left hand scooped up half a spoonful of water from the other side at the same time, and slowly poured it into the noodles, and the two hands made different movements, but there was no confusion at all. Nian Bing knows that this is the famous technique of two-handed interaction in the culinary world, the heart is divided into two uses, and he has to concentrate on what he does. Ming Yuan's right hand took out some white powder from the three white seasoning boxes at this time, added it to the flour, and said flatly: "Warm water to boil salt, alkali, and a little alum, this is the foundation." As soon as he finished speaking, the work in his hands was done, and his hands shook, and the tools in his hands had returned to their own places, and both hands were inserted into the basin at the same time, stirring rapidly. In just a few blinks of an eye, the flour and spices that had been scattered before had now turned into a dough.

Nian Bing knows very well in his heart that what to put is secondary, the most important thing is the amount of put, this kneading technique is also very particular, the wrist must be strong, and the direction of kneading is different, and the finished product will be different. Although the cooking of the golden incense circle has just begun, Nian Bing has already seen many things, and nodded secretly in his heart, master, it is really a master, it seems that he did not come to this Qingfeng Zhai in vain.

The movements in Ming Yuan's hands became faster and faster, and the dough continued to change into various shapes in his hands, suddenly long strips, and suddenly flat slices. There is no time to stop. If it is an ordinary chef, when making the golden incense ring, it needs to be put on for an hour and a half after the noodles are reconciled, and then the process can be continued, and the reason why Ming Yuan keeps kneading the noodles is precisely because he wants to save this process of resting the noodles. This requires a great deal of skill and familiarity with the fusion of several spices. For this alone, Ming Yuan has proved that his three words as the king of wonderful chefs are not obtained for nothing.

Finally, after about a quarter of an hour of kneading, the dough was placed on the board in an oval shape, and Ming Yuan looked very calm, as if the kneading of the ten minutes of heavy exercise just now had no effect on him. Glancing at Nian Bing, he said, "I see it clearly, the following is the key." As he spoke, he lit the stove with flint, placed a clean iron pot on top of the fire, and filled half a pot with oil.

A thick rolling pin about one and a half meters long entered his hand, just a few simple movements, the dough on the original board had already turned into flat sheets, and the movements after that were very fast, it was obvious that Ming Yuan didn't want Nian Bing to learn too much from him. A special knife for making pasta starts, the knife light flashes flat slices have become a uniform strip about two inches wide, take it into a strip blank and put it on the board, Ming Yuan holds down one end with one hand, and holds the other end of the dough blank with the other hand, and makes a long flat slice, about two inches thick, and uses a knife to cut the dough sheet into an inch and a half wide agent, stacks every two agents together, and cuts a knife in the middle with a knife. At this point, the oil has burned to fifty percent heat.

Ming Yuan waved his right hand, the semi-finished golden incense ring that had been made slid into the pot lightly, a pair of chopsticks did not know where to jump into his left hand, the chopsticks were propped up in the center of the oily noodles, and suddenly became a circular circle like a miraculous skill, shaped like a bracelet, under the action of the chopsticks, constantly flipped, and his other hand was not idle, one after another the golden incense ring continued to enter the pot, Xue Jing hurriedly took the plate, the golden golden incense ring came out of the pot one after another, and suddenly the aroma overflowed, and the food was moved. When the tenth golden incense ring of exactly the same size came out of the pot, Ming Yuan stopped his action, and while covering the stove to extinguish the fire, he said to Xue Jing: "Jingjing, try it, and see if your Uncle Ming's craftsmanship has regressed." ”

Xue Jing grinned and said, "Uncle Ming's craftsmanship is the best, how can he regress." Hey, Nian Bing, you ......"

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