"Is it ready to eat? Brother Yi? ”

Smelling the wheat fragrance emanating from Bai Jibao, Wu Lei couldn't help it.

"Not yet."

Li Yi scooped up the white buns with a spatula, checked their ripeness and pattern, and said casually: "It's not crispy enough, it's not fragrant enough." ”

"Isn't that fragrant enough?"

Wu Lei stepped forward to lead the aroma with his hand, took two deep breaths, and exclaimed: "This wheat fragrance is so pure, it looks like the taste in an old-fashioned bakery, but it's not greasy at all!" ”

"This is the bread of the Northwesterners."

Li Yi said with a smile: "Foreigners bake bread with butter, let's put lard in steamed buns, the fragrance is different, but they all highlight the fragrance of the face." ”

"That's right!"

Wu Lei thought about it: "The naan cake you baked with the naan pit last time was also very fragrant, but it was not so pure wheat fragrance. ”

Li Yi flipped through the steamed buns: "Naan is different, naan is to add eggs and noodles." ”

"Yes, there is also the fragrance of skin and teeth, and it is so fragrant."

Wu Lei recalled the aroma of the naan cake when it came out of the pit, and then smelled the wheat fragrance of the white Ji bun in front of him, and immediately found a certain gap: "Huh? That smells like this, this white Ji bun doesn't seem to be as fragrant as naan. ”

"That's not done yet."

Li Yi glanced at the two-sided pattern of Bai Ji Bao and said casually.

Looking at the burnt yellow pattern of the dough that had been baked on the bun, Wu Lei was puzzled and asked, "Isn't this already baked?" ”

"Baking is only the first step, you have to bake a dish."

Li Yi said, so he went to turn on the oven and set the preheating temperature.

Then, when the white buns were almost baked, he took a tray, shoveled up the baked white buns, and put them in the tray.

The oven was already hot, he sent the tray into the oven and set it to bake for 3 minutes.

Wu Lei didn't leave an inch, stood in front of the oven, looked at the white Ji bun baked inside, and swallowed his saliva.

The three minutes were soon up, Li Yi turned on the oven, and a rich aroma of baked wheat wafted out.

"Wow!"

Wu Lei's eyes were amazed: "This is much more fragrant than just now!" ”

"Baking is heating up the inside of it to make it fluffier and taste better."

Li Yi picked one up and showed him the lower side: "Look, is it a little thicker than just now." ”

"It's a little thicker."

Wu Lei looked at it curiously and asked, "Is it okay to eat it?" ”

"Not yet."

Under Wu Lei's gaze, Li Yi turned the bun over and put it back.

"When will I be able to eat it?"

Wu Lei drooped his shoulders in disappointment, went listlessly to the chair next to him and sat down, holding his stomach and humming.

"Two minutes."

Li Yi turned all the white buns over and sent them back to the oven.

Two minutes passed in a flash, and when I heard a "ding" sound from the oven, Wu Lei, who was still listless just now, immediately bounced up like a spring and jumped directly in front of the oven.

"Can you eat it? Can you eat it? ”

He stared at the bun in the oven and swallowed.

"Okay, okay, don't worry."

Li Yi said, opened the oven door and took out the baking tray.

Pouring all the white Ji buns on the board, as soon as he put away the baking sheet, he saw Wu Lei carefully ordering the Bai Ji buns, testing the temperature.

"Let it dry for a while, it's too hot."

Li Yi reminded him, came to the braised soup bucket, took out the braised meat that had been soaked through, and scooped another pot of braised soup.

Returning to the desk with the trembling fat braised pork, Li Yi found that Wu Lei was holding a kitchen knife, gesturing at Bai Jibao, and then cut a small strip at the edge.

"Is this a little bit worse?"

Li Yi asked with a helpless smile.

"I can't help it, try it first."

Wu Lei pinched a small strip of steamed buns, and when he took a bite, he grinned and chewed it.

While chewing, he was snorting hot air, but his mouth was admiring: "It's delicious... The more you chew, the more fragrant it gets. ”

Seeing that he ate sweetly, Huang Xiaoming smiled and asked, "Can that have a taste?" ”

When Li Yi made noodles, he didn't even put salt, and this bun was essentially a pure dough cake.

"It smells!"

Wu Lei nodded again and again: "There is a smell of noodles, and it is a little sweet when chewed, and it feels delicious to eat like this." ”

Hearing him say this, Huang Xiaoming was aroused: "I'll try it too!" ”

As he spoke, he also took the kitchen knife and cut it along the edge of the knife cut by Wu Lei.

"Do you eat?"

He turned back to Liu Yifei and Zhao Jinmai and asked.

"Eat."

Zhao Jinmai pushed Liu Yifei to the front, and Huang Xiaoming cut two more and gave them to them.

Holding the buns, they blew them a few times, and when the buns cooled down a bit, they carefully took a bite and tasted them.

Liu Yifei tasted it carefully, and her eyes gradually lit up: "It's delicious!" The outer layer of it is crispy and crunchy, and it tastes particularly fragrant when chewed. ”

"This cake is not as pronounced as the bread from my house, but it is very fragrant."

Zhao Jinmai also took one bite after another, eating vigorously.

"What is this pie called?"

Liu Yifei asked curiously.

"Bai Ji Bao."

Huang Xiaoming replied.

Zhao Jinmai also asked: "Why is it called Bai Jifu?" Is it because it's white? ”

"Uh..."

Huang Xiaoming couldn't answer, so he looked at Li Yi.

Li Yi put the hot braised pork on the board, took a knife to chop it, and explained: "The birthplace of Bai Ji bun is Arctic Town in Binzhou, Xianyang, Shaanxi Province.

The Shaanxi Provincial dialect calls Bai Bei, but pronounces two sounds, so Bai Ji uses Shaanxi Provincial dialect to be Beiji.

Baiji Town has been the main road of Shaanxi and Gansu since ancient times, with post stations.

Because the local stagecoaches are all white, it is named Baijiyi.

Later, after Jin established Baiji Town, the locals transliterated Baiji into Baiji.

This kind of steamed bun is the daily staple food of the locals, so it is called Baiji Bun. ”

Listening to Li Yi's explanation, Zhao Jinmai nodded suddenly.

Liu Yifei bit the bun and looked at the barrage display, and there were many viewers sighing above.

"I'm ashamed to say that as a native of Shaanxi Province, I actually knew that Bai Jibun was from Xianyang."

"My family is from Binzhou Nanyuan, and Bai Ji Bun is the bun that the people of Bai Ji Plateau used to eat, isn't this what everyone in Lao Shaanxi knows?"

"I still prefer to eat Lao Tongguan's meat sandwich buns, which are crispy and crispy, and the slag will be dropped when you bite into it, and the taste is particularly good."

"You're going to have a fight! Bai Ji Bao is YYDS! ”

"To put it mildly, in fact, our Qishan steamed buns are also delicious! It is especially delicious when eaten with hot steamed buns. ”

"Good, adults speak, don't interject dolls, hey!"

In front of the board, the aroma of the minced braised meat under Li Yi's hands has begun to drift away.

Wu Lei, who had already tasted the delicacy of Bai Ji Bun, immediately grabbed a Bai Ji Bun, quickly put it on a plate, and brought it to Li Yi.

"Brother Yi."

He smiled and handed the bun over.

Seeing this, Li Yi directly took the white Ji bun, cut it into four fifths of the middle of the bun with a flat knife, and with a light part, the bun was divided into two halves.

The heat in the center was steaming, Li Yi lifted the steamed bun, picked up a ball of minced braised meat with a knife, and stuffed it into the bun.

"Brother Yi, put more meat."

Wu Lei salivated.

When Li Yi heard this, he picked up another ball, stuffed it into the bun, stretched the bun into a forty-five-degree angle, opened his mouth wide, and was full of meat.

Then, Li Yi picked up the bun, turned the open mouth up, scooped up a small half spoonful of braised soup, and poured it on the meat.

The broth seeps into the meat, adding a lot of juice to the fat and lean meat filling.

"Whoa."

Li Yi handed the finished meat sandwich bun to Wu Lei.

"Thank you, Brother Yi!"

Wu Lei took it excitedly, lowered his head and blew a few mouthfuls, and he couldn't wait to grow his mouth, and bite down in the position where the meat was the most.

Full of meat filling squeezed out of the buns on both sides of Wu Lei's mouth, he squeezed his eyebrows, raised his head and snorted.

"Hmm!"

Munching on the meat bun, Wu Lei looked satisfied.

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(End of chapter)