After the cannon fodder father and daughter married into the family, the whole family regretted it

The Ho Tung family didn’t know.

But he could guess: "Maybe his family is not well off, otherwise he couldn't start a cake shop with Wu?"

Not all officials are rich.

Poor officials are not young or old.

The only thing that made him regretful was that he had thought that during the dim sum competition, Wu Dongjia would reveal the dim sum chef who had been hidden for so long, so that he could take advantage of the opportunity to make a move.

Use threats, inducements and other means to get the person into your hands.

Now it’s no use. No matter how arrogant he is, he dare not embarrass his family.

Unless the people above give their approval, will the Eighth Prince take care of this matter?

He Dongjia sighed. In his eyes, Babaozhai was his lifeblood, but to the Eighth Prince, it meant nothing.

Chef Jiang didn't respond and prepared to go on stage.

In his heart, he still looked down on women cooking.

At most, women would stay in the backyard, cooking some home-cooked meals that were not presentable enough to make ends meet.

But being a chef is different. There are many requirements for cooking, including ingredients, knife skills, heat and timing. If you make any mistake, the taste will not be the same.

It was a skill that could provide for one's livelihood and benefit future generations. His master had said that his craft would be passed down through the generations, not the daughters.

As soon as he stepped onto the stage, his colleagues in the same group recognized him and secretly cursed their own bad luck.

Being in the same group with Jiang Yuchu, Na Qing will be eliminated.

The competition began, and Chef Jiang arranged the ingredients in an orderly manner.

Start cooking the red beans first. After they are cooked, use a sieve to rub out the bean skins.

Use a spoon to slowly crush the red beans. This step requires strength.

White sugar is also added in the middle and stirred together.

Finally, pour it into a clean linen bag, wring it out hard, squeeze it, and completely remove the moisture from the bean paste.

Then stir-fry.

In short, every step is meticulous.

After making the red bean paste, we start making the glutinous rice wrapper. Chef Jiang uses fresh milk and glutinous rice. To make it smoother, he also adds yellow rice flour.

Qian Fengping watched carefully and had to admit that Jiang Yuchu was quite skilled.

Fine materials are used and details are carefully handled.

She wondered, was fresh milk added to increase the milky flavor of the glutinous rice skin?

So if she added some light cream to the filling in addition to the red bean paste, would the taste be different?

Unfortunately, the ingredients had already been checked, so she couldn't add any more.

As expected, Jiang Yuchu won the second group.

He got three A grades and two B grades.

Wansheng's B rating: "The texture is too messy, lacking layers of texture. The bean paste is smooth but not grainy."

His rating was still not high, but it was the first B grade he had given.

It was always C before.

Another person who gave it to B was Wang Rong. He simply thought the design was monotonous and unoriginal.

Basically everyone else in the same group got C, after all, there was such a great contrast with the previous one.

The third group came on stage.

Qian Fengping took a deep breath and stood still.

In the private room, Fang Tong shouted at the top of his voice: "Wife, if you win first place, I will take you to eat roast duck!"

His loud voice immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"There really is a female cook. I wonder how good her cooking skills are?"

"You don't know, right? That's the pastry chef from Happy Cake Shop. You know Happy Cake Shop, right? A piece of pastry is really expensive."

"That young lady is quite pretty!"

"Bah, you frivolous person, what are you thinking? She's already married. Her husband is in the second-floor box, and it's obvious that he's not simple."

The people who were talking about it were the people who were watching the fun.

And those who are stimulated are colleagues.

Who are you trying to scare, when they can't shout?

"Master Zhao from the South City Shop has superb craftsmanship and a strong spirit. He will definitely take first place in the competition!"

"Master Zhao from the South City Shop has superb craftsmanship and a strong spirit. He will definitely take first place in the competition!"

The waiters from the small shop in the south of the city who came to watch the fun shouted in unison.

As soon as they shouted, the other two groups also became nervous.

Regardless of the craftsmanship, you can’t lose in momentum.

"Zhaoji Rice Cake has been around for a century, and Master Zhou is a master craftsman. This time, we have the top spot!"

"Baiweitang, Baiweitang, a hundred kinds of dim sum, a hundred kinds of sweetness, Master Ouyang's reputation spreads, and he will compete for first place in the competition!"

Not to mention, they are all talented and can come up with slogans very quickly.

Fang Tong was stunned.

After realizing what was happening, he became anxious: "Wu Dongjia, where are your people?"

He couldn't shout at them all by himself.

Wu Dongjia certainly did not lag behind: "Don't worry, I'm coming!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a uniform voice came from below.

"Happy Cake Shop brings you joy and happiness. We offer innovative pastries and fancy cakes to help you enjoy a quality life."

"Master Qian is awesome, Master Qian is great. Master Qian killed the enemy without leaving a single piece of armor behind!"

This slogan started as a wave of publicity, and then turned into a provocation.

The other dim sum shop owners secretly cursed Mr. Wu for being treacherous!

Can they bear it? No!

As a result, the slogans of the four companies became louder and louder, directly igniting the atmosphere.

The people watching the fun all shouted excitedly.

Thinking of going back, I have to try these restaurants.

The Eighth Prince clapped his hands and laughed: "Interesting, hahaha, it's only now that it's interesting."

Wang Rong couldn't understand him and just felt it was too noisy.

But he didn't say anything.

Qian Fengping's nervousness disappeared and she devoted herself to cooking.

She didn’t boil the glutinous rice balls, but steamed them instead. It took a little longer, but it didn’t delay the cooking time.

After everything is done, run the knife through cold water and cut into pieces so that it won’t deform or stick to the knife.

Then use osmanthus flowers and white sugar water to make osmanthus sugar water, and sprinkle it evenly on the donkey rolls.

The overall process is not difficult, just a little ingenuity.

Soon, the third group of donkeys were sent to the third floor.

"Oh, apart from anything else, I can give you the best in writing about sex."

Donkey rolls are more crystal clear with the addition of osmanthus syrup.

"I'm afraid it would be superfluous and affect the sandy texture of the soybean powder." Wang Rong said.

There is no point in saying more, just try it and you will know.

The Eighth Prince chewed slowly and nodded after a long while: "It's not too sweet, nor greasy, and has the sweet fragrance of osmanthus. It deserves first-class."

Even Wang Rong didn't hesitate: "It's cool and delicious. Brother Jin has many capable people under him."

"Brother Wang, you misunderstood. Madam Qian does not work for Jin. As far as I know, Madam Qian is one of the owners of Xile Cake Shop."

Jin Yunting smiled faintly.

He is not just a pastry chef.

Wansheng savored the dish carefully and said, "The sweet osmanthus fragrance blends beautifully with the soybean powder. It's quite ingenious. However, the bean paste is a bit rough. Since the outer skin is steamed, it's more sticky and glutinous. The bean paste could also be improved a bit. It deserves a B grade."

Jin Yunting also gave it a B grade.

In the end, Qian Fengping also won the top three and the second B, successfully winning one round.

"Master Qian is awesome, Master Qian is great. Master Qian killed the enemy without leaving a single piece of armor behind!"

The slogans downstairs became louder.

But the three losing shops did not stop. Instead of claiming that their own dim sum chefs would win, they followed the example of Xilefang and changed their slogans to promote their own dim sum shops.

Jiang Yuchu took a look and snorted coldly.

The He family had already found a way to get a small piece of chopped donkey rolls made by Qian Fengping.

"Would you like to try it?"

Jiang Yuchu frowned: "Doesn't the Ho family trust me? They can just replace me."

"Don't get me wrong, Chef Jiang, as long as we know ourselves and our enemy, we will win every battle," explained Ho Tung-ka.