v3 Chapter 983： Make dim sum with tricks, try to make sweet-scented osmanthus sauce

With one week before the New Year's Day performance, the three little girls, Feng Ruoruo, Yang Xiaoxi and Chen Yaofei, no longer go to kindergarten. They need to go to Teacher Guo to practice dance every day.

It can be seen that Guo Hong attaches great importance to the performance of the little girls and is also very dedicated to teaching.

More importantly, Guo Hong really put a lot of effort into this performance.

The three little girls are accompanied by grandparents every day, and Su Ruoxi sometimes goes with the children.

Of course, Yang Zhiyi would take time to accompany him, but when he needed to catch up with the manuscript, he could only get rid of his parents and help.

Feng Yifan wants the children to practice dancing hard and get some happiness at the same time.

He would discuss with Chen Xu and Luo Yu every day and make some different snacks for the children.

It can be said that under the cooperation of Feng Yifan, Chen Xu and Luo Yu, the children will see different snacks every day, and there are really many tricks.

For example, Feng Ruoruo told her father before going out today: "Dad, when we were talking about snacks in the dance class yesterday, Fangfang and the others were talking about egg tarts. They were talking about the tarts that must go to Grandpa Whitebeard. Can you give them? What shall we do?"

Feng Yifan naturally agreed to his daughter's request immediately.

"Okay, I will make you egg tarts today."

Feng Ruoruo grinned and said, "That's great, dad, you have to make us many flavors, I want the sweet-scented osmanthus flavor."

Feng Yifan was a little strange: "Why do you want osmanthus flavor?"

Feng Ruoruo said: "Because of yesterday's sweet-scented osmanthus cake, I didn't eat it well, and Ruoruo likes sweet-scented osmanthus, it's so fragrant."

Feng Yifan heard this and said, "Okay, let Ruoruo make an egg **** with the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus."

Since he agreed to his daughter, after Feng Yifan arrived at Su Ji, he naturally wanted to discuss with Chen Xu and Luo Yu what to do?

In this regard, Chen Xu and Luo Yu do not have much opinion.

But two people quickly thought of a problem.

Chen Xu said, "Chef, did we not prepare the custard crusts? Do you want to buy some custard crusts now?"

Feng Yifan shook his head and said, "No, we have more time, so we can do it ourselves."

Chen Xu and Luo Yu were stunned for a moment, and then they both smiled and nodded.

When Shi Jiahui heard it, she was a little curious and asked, "Chef, are you too saving? Do you have to make the **** crust by yourself?"

Feng Yifan smiled and said: "Of course you have to make it yourself. The **** crust you make can be made a little bigger, so that you can add more things to your heart."

Chen Xu also said: "Yes, yes, the **** crust I bought is too small."

Luo Yu agreed and said, "Yes, what we have to do is bigger and better than Grandpa Whitebeard's."

Shi Jiahui couldn't help but smile and said, "Then you are going to challenge today, the signature egg tart?"

Feng Yifan said: "Yes, we are going to challenge today."

Speaking of which, making egg **** wrappers is not too difficult.

Just like the Chinese pastry made by Chen Xu, the crust of the egg **** also has to go through the process of cracking.

The difference is that lard is used for the opening of Chinese dim sum.

Butter is used for the **** crust.

First, rub the butter into fine threads with a clean wiping net, then add the sifted low-gluten flour, add a certain proportion of sugar and salt, and finally pour in ice water for mixing.

It is also necessary to make the noodles three-lighted, surface light, pot light, and hand light, then take it out and wrap it in plastic wrap, and put it in the refrigerator to chill for 40 minutes.

Wait until the refrigeration time is up, then take the noodles out and roll them into noodles.

Cut the butter into thin slices and spread a layer in the middle of the rolled dough.

Here is a similar way to Chinese dim sum, which is to put the shortbread in the middle, and then go to open the pastry.

For the custard crust, butter is used instead of shortbread, and unsalted butter is spread in the middle.

Fold the sides on both sides and cover the butter in the middle.

Then use a rolling pin to flatten the dough again.

First, press the openings on both sides, then flatten the dough, remove the extra part on both sides, fold the remaining part again, seal it with plastic wrap and put it in the refrigerator for 30 minutes.

Take it out 30 minutes later, still use a rolling pin to press first, and then flatten it.

Still have to cut off the extra parts on both sides.

Fold the rest and put it in the refrigerator for 30 minutes.

This still needs to be done a third time, that is, three openings.

For the third time, it needs to be kept in the refrigerator for 1 hour.

In this process, Feng Yifan also took time to make some other preparations.

For example, because his daughter wanted the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus, Feng Yifan also took out the sweet-scented sweet-scented sweet-scented sweet-scented osmanthus sauce, and used sweet-scented sweet-scented sweet-scented sweet-scented sweet-scented osmanthus to whip the cream together to make a sweet-scented sweet-scented sweet-scented cream.

Also, some fruits are cleaned, all are whipped into puree, and after cooking with sugar, it becomes a fruity syrup.

These things are also placed in the refrigerator for a little refrigeration.

Finally, when time is enough, take out the three-time crispy skin.

The next step is to use an abrasive tool to cut out the skin.

The cut crust is put into the mold of each **** crust, some heavy stuff is put in oil paper, and the custard crust in the mold is pressed down, and the crust is baked first in the oven.

After baking, put various fillings into the **** crust, and then bake it slightly.

The main reason why the crust is baked first is that the fillings prepared by Feng Yifan and others cannot be baked at a high temperature for a long time. Therefore, the crusts must be baked first, and then the fillings must be added to slightly bake them.

Otherwise, the stuffing may be over-baked or even burnt.

Otherwise, the **** crust can't be cooked and layered and cracked.

Put the same filling into the egg **** wrapper with a piping bag, seal the top with cream, and then brush a layer of egg liquid on the surface.

The surface of the **** baked in this way is browned, and it looks very attractive.

When it is baked, the aroma of egg tarts is instantly permeated in the back kitchen.

Shi Jiahui smelled an exclamation: "Oh, it smells so good."

Everyone in the back kitchen couldn't help but leaned over to take a look. They swallowed one by one, eager to try the egg tarts made by Feng Yifan, Chen Xu and Luo Yu.

In terms of appearance alone, the egg tarts made by Feng Yifan and the others are relatively large, almost two of them with a topped white beard from Grandpa's house.

The egg **** looks really attractive as a whole, and will not lose to Grandpa Whitebeard's.

Shi Jiahui smelled the smell for a long time and couldn't help asking: "Chef, can we taste it?"

Feng Yifan looked at the elder sister, and then at the appearance of everyone else coveting.

After discussing with Chen Xu and Luo Yu, they took out a few so that everyone could have a taste.

An egg **** is cut and divided into four so that everyone can taste it.

Including the waiters at Su Ji and Ruo restaurants, they can also taste a quarter.

Although it is only a quarter, the egg tarts made by Feng Yifan and the others are big, so you can taste the taste.

Shi Jiahui was still a little dissatisfied holding a quarter of it.

"Chef, you only give a quarter, are you stingy?"

Feng Yifan laughed when he heard the words: "Master sister, this is for Ruoruo. If everyone is one by one, then if they can't eat it?"

When Shi Jiahui heard this, she immediately said, "Then, one quarter is one quarter. You can't compete with Ruoruo and the others. They have been practicing dancing very hard recently, and they really need to eat more delicious food. "

At this time, the waiter in the restaurant had already eaten it, and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Wow, it's delicious."

Su Liancheng listened and said with a smile: "Of course it is delicious, you have to understand that this is made by the host and our two pastry chefs. Can it not taste good?"

Then a waiter couldn't help asking: "Chef, we can sell this egg **** in our restaurant. If this is sold, the business will definitely be very hot."

Feng Yifan smiled and said, "Selling egg tarts? I'm afraid it won't work, because we can't be too busy."

Shi Jiahui said: "We are already busy enough now. If we add egg tarts, then the door of Su Ji He Ruo restaurant will not be squeezed? At that time, you want to directly exhaust our kitchen. Die, isn't it?"

Shi Jiahui's words made the waiter who suggested selling the egg tarts shut up quickly.

To ease the embarrassment, Feng Yifan said, “It’s impossible to sell these dim sums. One of these dim sums is to match the dishes, and the other is that if you have time, you can make some for everyone to eat. Selling this is definitely not possible, because it is indeed staffed. Limited, we can’t do all business."

Su Liancheng said: "Yes, our Su Ji and Ruo restaurants must have their own style and cannot sell everything."

In fact, the waiters still feel a little bit sorry to get such an answer.

Because if Su Ji or Ruo restaurants sell it, they actually have more chances to eat it, after all, they can buy it for money.

But if you don’t sell it, I’m afraid you’ll taste it next time, I don’t know when.

Thinking of this, everyone also cherishes the quarter egg **** in their hands.

Everyone is satisfied and happy.

Not only did the egg tarts taste more diverse, the key was that the egg tarts made by Feng Yifan and the others would really not lose to Grandpa Baibeard's.

Let everyone have a taste, Feng Yifan also sent his wife a taste.

Su Ruoxi tasted it and nodded with a smile: "It's really delicious."

Feng Yifan said: "Of course, this is done by our three pastry chefs. Don't underestimate the strength of Chen Xu and Luo Yu."

Su Ruoxi smiled and said, "Then you are mainly due to the two others' contributions, right?"

Feng Yifan said: "My chef has to check it out."

Su Ruoxi smiled more happily after hearing this: "Yes, you are the chef. Checking is very important, but you are sure to like it, because it has the scent of osmanthus."

Speaking of this, Su Ruoxi is a little strange: "Why do Ruoruo like the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus so much now?"

Without waiting for Feng Yifan to answer, his wife went on to say, "I see, it was your osmanthus sauce that caused trouble. Ruoruo recently drank porridge and used osmanthus sauce to eat bread."

Feng Yifan soothed: "Osmanthus fragrans sauce was originally made for Ruoruo and the others."

The wife said: "So Ruoruo is fascinated by the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus."

Feng Yifan said, "It's okay. Let's control the amount a little bit. After all, there are only a few bottles. If she finishes eating, there won't be any."

When Mom and Dad were talking about sweet-scented osmanthus sauce, Feng Ruoruo also talked to the children when he was resting in the dance classroom.

Yang Xiaoxi heard this and asked, "Ruoruo, haven't you finished the osmanthus sauce at home?"

Feng Ruoruo thought for a while and said, "No, there are more."

Yang Xiaoxi said, "I have finished one bottle at home."

Chen Yaofei also said: "I also eat a bottle."

Feng Ruoruo said, "Hehehe, I actually ate one bottle too, but didn't my dad give each of us three bottles? We ate one bottle, and there are two more bottles."

Yang Xiaoxi asked: "Daddy Feng is making egg tarts today, do you want to use Ruoruo your sweet-scented osmanthus sauce?"

When Feng Ruoruo heard this, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared.

"Ah, dad wants to use my osmanthus sauce, then my osmanthus sauce is less than that of Xixi and Fei Fei. No, you can't let dad use my osmanthus sauce."

Chen Yaofei said: "It doesn't matter, if your osmanthus sauce is used up, I can give you a bottle of mine."

Feng Ruoruo listened and looked at Chen Yaofei and said, "Fey, you are so kind."

Yang Xiaoxi said quickly: "I can give Ruoruo too."

Feng Ruoruo immediately became happy: "Hehehe, Xixi and Feifei are so nice, you are my best and best friend."

Yang Xiaoxi asked, "Ruoruo, can you let Father Feng do it for us again?"

Chen Yaofei said: "No, it's winter now, there is no osmanthus."

Feng Ruoruo thought for a while and said, "We can ask Dad to see if Dad has hidden sweet-scented osmanthus, and let Dad make it for us again."

Yang Xiaoxi asked strangely: "Will Father Feng hide the sweet-scented osmanthus?"

Feng Ruoruo smiled and said in a low voice: "Yes, Dad sometimes hides some good things, and waits until I have finished eating, then take them out for me to eat."

Yang Xiaoxi also said: "Yes, yes, my parents will do the same."

Chen Yaofei said: "Well, my grandparents and mom and dad can do it."

The three little girls then began to discuss how to get the sweet-scented osmanthus that Feng's father had hidden.

On the other side, Feng Yifan handled the work of the back kitchen. Before opening business, he and his wife left with the prepared egg tarts, and hurried to deliver them to his daughters.

What he didn't expect was that the daughters had already started discussing to release the sweet-scented osmanthus that he had hidden.

Fortunately, the dance classroom did not allow Feng Ruoruo, Yang Xiaoxi, and Chen Yaofei to discuss for too long.

As Teacher Guo clapped his hands, the six little girls hurriedly walked over and lined up.

In the following time, the little girls continued to practice the dances that Mr. Guo choreographed for them under the leadership of Mr. Guo.

When Feng Yifan and his wife came to the dance classroom with egg tarts, the door inside was locked to avoid being disturbed. Hearing the music inside, Feng Yifan could only help his wife to sit down in the corridor outside.

"Okay, let's sit for a while and wait for the practice inside to finish."

After sitting down, Feng Yifan still kept his arms around his wife to keep his wife from cold, and asked his wife to warm her hands with a warm egg tart.

It wasn't until the music stopped inside and waited for a while before the door of the dance classroom was opened.

Seeing Feng Yifan and Su Ruoxi entering the door, Feng Ruoruo, Yang Xiaoxi and Chen Yaofei couldn't wait to rush to them.