Zhou Dong gently said four words in She Yulong's ear.

Expand the fate and extend it!

"Extend the edge?"

She Yulong pondered for a long time and suddenly realized in his heart: "You can do this! Thank you for teaching me, King Zhou is really worthy of his reputation!"

The soul of the pineapple bread lies in the top layer of crispy skin. It is considered as standard for ordinary pastry chefs to make a layer of crispy skin that is evenly thin and thick. It is rare for him to use two layers of crispy skin to superimpose the "soul".

Zhou Dong's inspiration comes from this second layer of crispy skin.

When baking pineapple bread in the oven, chefs often have to consider whether the crispy skin will crack due to heat, so few people dare to expand the area of ​​this layer of "soul crispy skin". Finally, the pineapple bread delivered to diners has a crispy area of ​​only one-third of the upper bread body.

In order to prevent this layer of crispy skin from being cracked, the pastry also has to draw tic toe-shaped grids, just like crack-proof belts on the highway.

But if you have the second layer of crispy skin, as long as the pastry masters the oven heat, you can use the first layer of crispy skin to heat it, and then increase the area of ​​the second layer of crispy skin.

According to Zhou Dong's idea, as long as She Yulong is willing to make some effort to study it carefully, this second layer of crispy skin can expand the edge and even extend downward to wrap some of the main body of the pineapple bun!

If it can be successful, it is certain that the taste of pineapple bread will not be increased ten times, but it will be a sure thing to increase by three or five times.

The more She Yulong thought about it, the more excited she became: "Zhou Wang, I really don't know how to thank you."

"No need to thank you, I'll ask you a question."

Zhou Dong looked into his eyes and said, "Now, there are not many people using fresh milk in silk and milk tea, and many of them use milk powder to make do with it.

However, Lanfangyuan is able to insist on using fresh milk, which is considered a conscientious business, which makes me very appreciative.

If I had no mistake in judgment, Lan Fangyuan should have used more than just a kind of milk.

The first type of milk is fresh milk. The second type of milk is interesting, it is..."

She Yulong hurriedly sent his ear to Zhou Dong's mouth again: "Zhou King, this is my biggest secret..."

Zhou Dong smiled and said something softly in his ear. She Yulong's eyes were straight and his legs were trembling slightly: "Zhou Wei Wang, can you please..."

"I just checked whether I had a wrong judgment. Now it seems that I am right.

Don't worry, I will never reveal your secret recipe, so I will use my reputation as the "Huaxia King"!"

She Yulong immediately let out a long sigh and smiled bitterly: "I also want to ask a question, King Zhou, your tongue is not a high-tech product, right?"

After getting Zhou Dong's negative answer, he decided to hide as far as possible. Damn it was so terrible. Fortunately, this is the dignified Chinese King of Faces. He should not care about his secret recipe, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable!

After Zhou Dong ate all the remaining pineapple oil and half a cup of milk tea, he was about to get up and leave when the bald middle-aged man opposite suddenly smiled, pulled two napkins and wiped off the oil stains on his hand, stretched out his right hand and said, "Zhou King, I finally saw you. My surname is Yan, Yan Yi..."

"Yan Yi?

Are you the chef of the 'Sujin Palace' in Hangzhou and Master Yan, a lay disciple of the 'Lingyin Temple'?"

Zhou Dong was slightly stunned, subconsciously glanced at Yan Yi's goose bones piled up like hills, and his belly that was clearly enlarged...

"What's wrong with the King of Zhou, doesn't look like it?"

"Well, it's not very similar. The chef of the vegetarian restaurant prefers meat and eats a whole roast goose early in the morning?"

Zhou Dong shrugged his shoulders, he was unimaginable.

"Haha, the King of Zhou is in contact with him.

How can you make delicious vegetarian food if you don’t like meat?

So, the color is empty, the color is empty, meat is vegetarian, and vegetarian is meat. I eat roast goose, and what I think may be tofu..."

"Only Gui believes in you."

Zhou Dong muttered in his heart, isn’t dialectics used that way?

However, Yan Yi said that it is right. Vegetarian chefs who don’t like to eat meat cannot make truly top-notch vegetarian food. The more top-notch vegetarian food, the more they should pay attention to using fakes to counterfeit real food and vegetarian food to counterfeit meat.

"Oh, it's so hard. Before I met King Zhou, I thought about at least getting a gold medal from Huaxia. Now when I saw King Zhou, I realized that this was probably a dream.

Just now, King Zhou commented on the pineapple bread. Although I only heard a few words, I know that you are the real person in person. The genius Cantonese cuisine, the "Yi Yin's tongue" is probably far inferior to the King Zhou's tongue?"

Yan Yi smiled and said, "If I read correctly, Zhou Noodle King is planning to make Xiangjiang cuisine in the competition in the Huaxia District?

The 10% bonus is indeed very attractive, but I advise the King of Zhou to think twice. If he backfired, it would be bad..."

"oh?"

After hearing what he said, Zhou Dong was a little curious: "How do you say this?"

"First of all, it's too difficult to learn authentic Hong Kong cuisine in a short period of time.

Moreover, there are public judges in the pre-selected competition. In addition to some food practitioners from mainland China, there are more people born in Xiangjiang. There are various foods in Xiangjiang. They have eaten since they were young, so they will naturally be picky.

Also, President Guan Dasheng, who is known as the "living fossil" in the Xiangjiang food industry, is also an authoritative person in Xiangjiang food. Could it be that King Zhou Noodle has never heard of his name?”

Zhou Dong shook his head honestly and said, "I haven't heard of it."

Although he is famous for his diligence in China, he has not been in this industry for a long time. Not to mention the living fossils of the Xiangjiang food industry, even the bigwigs of the China Food Association have not known them.

"This President Guan Dasheng is a poisonous tongue in the poisonous tongue. He has a nickname in the Xiangjiang food industry that is both criticized and praised, called "Poison Dragon King".

Not to mention the Xiangjiang cuisine in ordinary restaurants and tea restaurants, even the silk and milk tea in Lanfangyuan, pineapple bread, and roast goose in deep well were criticized by him.

Moreover, in the past thirty years, this "Poison Dragon King" has always only criticized and not praised. The chefs in the food industry in Xiangjiang are both respectful and afraid of him."

Zhou Dong nodded: "What else?"

"Also, the proposal to add 'Xiangjiang flavor' to the China Division this time comes from this 'Poison Dragon King'.

Now many Chinese colleagues are talking about it privately, suspecting that this is a pit he deliberately dug for his mainland colleagues. The purpose is not to get everyone's score of 10%, but to deliberately deduct everyone's points. Anyway, the two Xiangjiang colleagues participating in the China Division will not choose this additional point question.

With his status, even if he is not a contestant, he can serve as a professional judge during the qualifiers; and Zhou Mengwang should not think that he only has three points in his hand. With his prestige in the food industry, it will definitely affect the local public judges in Xiangjiang!"

"That's how everyone thinks?"

"That's right, so King Zhou shouldn't be fooled by this old guy? You haven't taken the same flight with everyone this time, and you probably haven't studied the rules of the competition, otherwise you wouldn't have challenged this difficult question."

Although he will inevitably become an opponent in the game, Yan Yi does not want to see Zhou Dong, a diligent genius who is working hard on the mainland, failing in Xiangjiang, and his character is considered leverage.

“You probably think too much.

According to me, Mr. Guan, nicknamed "Dog Dragon King", should be just too disappointed with the current Xiangjiang cuisine and hope to find a miracle through this additional question; rather than digging a hole for us, he values ​​us, the top chefs from the mainland more."

Yan Yi said laughing and crying: "The King of Zhou is the King of Zhou, I admire him.

But you don’t really think that in this short period of time, you can become a miracle in the food industry in Hong Kong, right?”
Chapter completed!