Chapter 113 Flower Buns (Thanks to the leader of this book for the reward!) There are many beautiful snacks. Lotus cake, thousand-layer cake, dragon beard cake, plum blossom cake, boat pastry, noodle fruit, longevity peach... Theoretically, as long as the dim sum maker wants to, any dim sum can be made very beautiful. The steamed buns can be made into flower buns, the lotus cakes can also be made into real lotus shapes, and the more exquisite ones can even be given a unique name. Clear Water Hibiscus, Double Dragon Playing with Pearls, Mei Zhan Yao Hong, Jade Rabbit Xun Gui, I guarantee you can’t tell whether it tastes like snacks or milk tea just by looking at the names. Qin Luo has not only never seen more than 90% of these snacks, but has even heard of them. After all, if dim sum reaches this level, it will be difficult to circulate in the market. Qin Luo's biggest wish for many years is that one day her dear brother Qin Huai can firmly say to her: If Luoluo wants to eat any snacks, tell me anytime and I will make them for you! And now, this wish has come true.
On the night when her second brother refused to let her eat five-packet buns in the morning, her eldest brother made it happen for her! According to people familiar with the matter, Zheng Siyuan asked Qin Luo if he had any good-looking snacks that he wanted to eat. He taught Qin Huai how to make them and asked Qin Huai to make them for her every day. Qin Luo was eating apple noodles and fruit like a revenge. —Real apples. As soon as Zheng Siyuan said this, Qin Luo almost choked on an apple with excitement, and then thought about a snack for 5 minutes without even thinking of a snack. In the end, Zheng Siyuan gave Qin Luo more than 30 examples for Qin Luo to choose from. "So...you finally chose flower buns?!" Qin Huai was still trying to shape the red bean paste buns into the shape of Fatty Blue. "Isn't flower buns bad?" Qin Luo gnawed on the vegetable buns produced by Qin Congwen, "I have seen pictures of flower buns on the Internet, dragon, phoenix, fish and flowers, they are super beautiful!" "I'm just curious as to how you could pick out flower buns from a series of snacks such as lotus cake, dragon beard cake, and golden silk roll." Qin Huai said. No matter how good-looking the flower buns are, they are just steamed buns with no fillings, which is very inconsistent with Qin Luo's dim sum aesthetic. For Qin Luo, the most delicious snacks in the world must be stuffed with meat. The second is the palace snacks, which can be related to the empress and give you the feeling of Lafayette. Again, there are snacks with fancy names or fancy-looking snacks. For Qin Luo, snacks like flower buns are not considered snacks, but steamed buns for breakfast. Zheng Siyuan calmly made wontons and listened to the conversation between the brother and sister. "Because I've never heard of the other snacks Brother Siyuan mentioned." Qin Luo said honestly, "Many of them are this pastry and that pastry. Brother, you don't know how to make shortcakes at all. The shortcakes you bake are not like Siyuan." Brother’s is delicious.” Qin Huai:? "But I know the steamed buns are steamed buns. The steamed buns you make are delicious. Buckwheat steamed buns, sophora flower steamed buns, and fermented steamed buns are all delicious. I believe you can be reliable in making steamed buns!" Qin Huai's eyes were moist! Luoluo is really his good sister! When she made the biggest wish in her life, all she thought about was her brother. So touching! He must practice hard...
"And those shortcakes and cakes that Brother Siyuan mentioned are not stuffed with meat." Qin Luo swallowed the last bite of the buns, "Brother, when you make steamed buns for me, they will be stuffed with meat. Pork, I can’t choose beef, mutton, or chicken, but shredded radish, pickled cabbage vermicelli, bean paste, lotus paste, and egg yolk are all fine!” "I believe what you cook will be delicious, brother." Qin Luo gave Qin Huai an affirmative look. Qin Huai:… Bai was moved. You unlucky kid, do you know why steamed buns are steamed buns? Qin Huai silently pushed a tea egg to Qin Luo: "After eating, go back to school. Don't be late." Qin Luo started to get out. "Luoluo, do you have any styles that you want to eat?" Qin Huai felt that although what Qin Luo really wanted to eat was steamed buns, he still asked casually if there was any style that he liked. "Doraemon!" "Brother, although the Doraemon you made yesterday doesn't look much like it, it is awesome. I posted it on Moments and got a total of 92 likes!" "I want to eat Doraemon's flower buns!" "But I don't want blue ones. The ones you made yesterday were colorless. I've seen blue ones on the Internet that look too disgusting. Can you make them yellow?" Qin Huai felt that Qin Luo still had merit: "That's exactly what I meant!" Zheng Siyuan silently making wontons:… The rites have collapsed and the music has collapsed. The rituals have collapsed and the music has collapsed. On the same day, Qin Huai practiced flower buns. I have to say that Zheng Siyuan's teaching ideas are very correct, and Qin Huai's practice of flower buns was obviously much smoother. Of course, it can't be as bad as Apple Noodle Guoer, but at least it's better than the animal bag. Flower buns, as the name suggests, have a lot of flower shapes. During the feudal dynasty, steamed buns were served as tributes for the royal family to enjoy in all seasons. With the development of history and the fall of the dynasty, flower buns became popular among the people like many secret desserts made by the palace. Unlike some palace royal dishes that were passed down and then lost, Hua Mo is one of the few that has been promoted. Although Huamo is essentially a good-looking steamed bun, its shape is indeed a bit too good-looking. Birds and beasts, flowers, birds, fish and insects, dragons and phoenixes, tigers to ward off evil spirits, and eight immortals to celebrate birthdays. With the richness of ingredients and the precision of tools, flower buns are almost unbeatable on the track with involute shapes. Not only are there relevant competitions every year, but the award-winning works can also make people exclaim after taking a look at them: What, you said this is pastry? ! So does Zheng Siyuan have this level? Of course not. It is true that Zheng Siyuan is a master chef with excellent cooking skills, but the talent point of **** is the same as that of knife skills. For a balanced chef like Zheng Siyuan, it is enough to reach a certain level, not too high. The degree of in-rolling of Hua Mo in terms of **** is the same as the degree of involution of Wensi Tofu in terms of knife skills. In fact, the two do not affect the taste of the dish too much, but they can enhance the quality of the dish. People can't help but sigh at a glance. Damn, that's awesome.
When Qin Huai wanted to practice flower buns, Zheng Siyuan naturally taught him the simplest flower shapes. With a flick of the dough, a pinch, a pinch and a twist with chopsticks, a flower that looks ready to be baked into a butterfly cake is born. "How come you know everything?" Qin Huai couldn't help but sigh as he saw Zheng Siyuan making steamed buns so skillfully. In his opinion, Zheng Siyuan is too versatile. As a Soviet-style pastry chef, he can make all kinds of Soviet-style pastry, including boat pastries, noodles, palace pastries, and even steamed buns. He can also cook soup, and his knife skills are also good. Qin Huai felt that Zheng Siyuan was not qualified to lament that he was outrageous. In his opinion, Zheng Siyuan was really outrageous. "My dad taught me everything." Zheng Siyuan said, "My dad learned it all from my master." "I also often feel that my master is versatile. He is proficient in red dishes and white dishes. Although Master Huang is good at Subang cuisine and Huaiyang cuisine, it is said that my master also knows Shandong cuisine and Sichuan cuisine, but due to geographical restrictions at that time People in our area don't eat these two kinds of dishes very much. Master Huang can't learn so many dishes, and his master doesn't teach them much. " "My dad has learned a lot of Baikan dim sum, but he only learned it in a mixed way and not in a fine way. When I was a kid, my dad and Mr. Huang kept telling me what the dim sum made by my lecturer looked like, but I never saw it. I haven’t seen the actual thing, nor the photos.” "My father said that my master had been wandering for half his life, had no children, his face was disfigured by scars, and his legs had old injuries that made it difficult to walk. Master Huang said that my master's accent was actually from the north, but he never mentioned the original incident, nor did he have any trouble walking. I never said I wanted to go north." "I have never met my master, but I admire him very much." Zheng Siyuan said. "I admire him too." Qin Huai nodded and pointed at the flowers he had just picked out, "Why do I feel that my flowers are a bit weird?" "You used too much force just now. Try again after taking off three points of your strength." (End of chapter)