I don't dance with this pot [food]

The next day, Chen Liang was called to the office by the dark-faced head chef.The name of the head chef is Fang Zhengguo, and by coincidence, he has a square face with Chinese characters. Coupled with his dark complexion, it looks like a piece of burnt pie, which is funny and ridiculous.

Fang Zhengguo gritted his teeth as if he had eaten a fly, and told Chen Liang the news he had just received: "In the future, your working hours will be adjusted to Tuesday to Sunday, and you will be responsible for making pastries for the cafeteria every day."

Just now the manager of the restaurant came to him and told him about Chen Liang's transfer.

What does it mean to be in charge of eating in a cafeteria during prime time?This means that Chenliang can show his culinary skills in the place with the highest passenger flow and the widest acceptance. His cooking is likely to leave a good name on the monthly customer satisfaction survey, and his name is more likely Everyone knows.

Then it is meaningless for me to try my best not to let Chen Liang participate in the lottery, and to deliberately bury his talent!Yes, Fang Zhengguo admitted that he just hated Chen Liang, hated that a young man like Chen Liang stepped on the heads of him and his proud disciples, and won Mr. Qiu's attention, hated that Chen Liang could burn a hand at a young age that was not inferior to The dishes cooked at his age.

So Fang Zhengguo made a wishful thinking with bad intentions, isn't Chen Liang talented, so it doesn't matter if he is asked to make pastries that he is least good at, right?

One second before Chen Liang heard the news, he was jumping in his heart, but the next second he was drenched as if cold water had been splashed on his head.

His younger brother doesn't like sweets, so he basically didn't dabble in the field of Western desserts, and his knowledge of Western food is limited to cooked food.Unexpectedly, Fang Zhengguo threw him another problem before the western food was cooked.And the day after tomorrow is Tuesday, learning to make delicious pastries in just two days is extremely difficult.

"If you can't do it, tell me in advance, I will definitely not embarrass you."

Whether intentionally or not, Fang Zhengguo seemed to have deliberately accentuated the sound of the word "can't do it". To Chen Liang's ears, it was full of strong irony.

Chen Liang lowered his eyes to cover up the dissatisfaction in his eyes: "No."

Fang Zhengguo smiled mockingly: "This is a pastry that is released daily in the cafeteria. It is required to change three kinds of pastries every week and launch two new products every month. If you don't know how to make it, just ask Xiao Li. From tomorrow onwards, you will have to follow him Cooperate and be responsible for the pastry together. Since you have accepted the job, you have to do it well, don’t embarrass our restaurant, the restaurant is not your home, if you can’t do it, you have to get out or improve your ability, no one will spoil you.”

Xiao Li is one of Fang Zhengguo's proud disciples. He is bitter and mean, and has a bad reputation, but he can't hold back his superb cooking skills and gets advanced every year, so everyone respects and hates him.Xiao Li, who is above everyone else, after seeing Chen Liang's culinary skills, naturally he will not give Chen Liang a good face, and when teaching Chen Liang, he is always thorny.

"How many times have I said, watch the time, watch the time, look at the cake you baked, it's all burnt here, can you eat it!"

"What are you making? It's ugly as hell, but it looks attractive? Don't be funny!"

"Do you know that my time is very precious, if you come to me with such a trivial problem, are you deliberately delaying my time, huh?"

Such unpleasant words kept ringing in Chen Liang's ears from morning to night. Xiao Li was like a machine gun loaded with gas bombs, as long as he caught the slightest problem, he would spray Chen Liang's face suddenly, At the end of the day, Chen Liang didn't learn much, but learned a few curse words.

At night after work, Chen Liang's ears were finally freed from the sound of crackling machine guns. Xiao Li cursed for a day in relief, drank his saliva, and went home in a happy mood. Others patted their buttocks and left after finishing their work. , the kitchen became deserted again.

Chen Liang didn't leave. He planned to use the resources in the kitchen to work overtime to study the pastries to be made the day after tomorrow. He looked at the menu and found that the more difficult one was creme brulee. It took a long time and the process was complicated. Among them, the cooking of caramel sauce , It is a great threshold to test the chef's skills.

Whether you can pass the first level depends on how well the creme brulee is made.

He picked up a small spoon and measured it. The estimated capacity of one spoon is 20g. He poured three spoonfuls of fine sugar and one and a half spoonfuls of water into the small pot, mixed the two evenly, turned on the fire and heated until it boiled. Then turn off the heat and watch the syrup change carefully.

He didn't dare to cast his eyes randomly for a moment, staring intently at the syrup, and checking the time on his phone from time to time.The syrup was slowly boiled to a light brown color, and white smoke rose up. He estimated that it was almost time, so he turned off the fire, recorded the time when the fire was turned off, carefully poured the syrup into the mold, and set it aside to cool.

Although the subsequent process is complicated, it is relatively easy to master.

He poured the eggs into the bowl with the yolks, beat them well, added the vanilla sugar, and continued whisking.Then pour the fresh milk into the pot and heat it until it boils. The aroma of milk overflows from the pot and wafts in the air. His stomach, which is so full of aroma, screams again. He sucks his nose and slowly pours the custard into the hot water. In the steaming fresh milk, stir carefully while pouring, then add coffee wine, continue to stir evenly.

He turned on the oven and preheated it at 160 degrees. He went back and sifted the custard twice to filter out impurities to ensure that the finished product had a delicate taste. Then he poured the custard into the mold where the caramel sauce had solidified. Scoop out the air bubbles on the surface, cover the surface of the mold with a layer of tin foil, fill the pan with boiling water, and when everything is ready, put the mold into the baking tray, put it in the oven, and press the baking time for 40 minutes.

The oven started to operate, and the hot machine made a buzzing sound. He heaved a sigh of relief, washed his hands, and continued to devote himself to making pastries for other days.

40 minutes passed quickly. Chen Liang could smell the aroma of caramel through the heavy oven. He took out the baked pudding and put it aside to cool for a few minutes. Cover the plate on the top of the mold, and then turn the two over together. Soon, the edge of the mold will slowly flow thick caramel liquid like a waterfall, and the aroma will make your mouth hungry.

Chen Liang sniffed the fragrance intoxicatedly, and slowly lifted the mold very carefully.The pudding was like an elastic jelly. At the moment of demoulding, he slid mischievously. His heart tightened. He almost thought that the pudding hadn't solidified. He stopped in place for a few seconds and found that there was nothing wrong with the pudding, so he let it go. Continue to raise your tone.

The finished caramel pudding immediately appeared in front of you after it was removed from the mold.

The caramel is like a beautiful brown dress draped over the golden pudding. Under the dazzling incandescent lamp, it sparkles with watery light.The pudding is even more beautifully made. The smooth skin looks bright and bright, and it can almost reflect a figure. When you touch it with chopsticks, it will move shyly and move away, full of elasticity.

Chen Liang couldn't wait to get the spoon and was about to try his handiwork that he had worked so hard for a long time. At this time, the sound of two people's conversation came from outside the kitchen. The sound was not loud, but in this quiet environment, it became extremely loud like a megaphone. .

"Hello, Manager Yang, are you leaving get off work so late?" Lao Zhang's voice slammed into Chen Liang's ears clearly, it was strange, didn't he just leave, why did he come back again?

Then, a young man's voice sounded, the man's voice was quite pleasant, and it sounded quite gentle.

"Hello, Lao Zhang, there are too many things to do, so I can only work overtime. Why don't you get off work so late?"

"Hahaha," Lao Zhang replied cheerfully, "I'm old, I forgot something, no, I'm coming back to get it. I don't know if there is anyone in the kitchen, eh? The light is still on, it's already 11 o'clock Ah, isn't Xiaochen gone yet?"

The sound of Lao Zhang's footsteps gradually approached the kitchen. Chen Liang put down the spoon in his hand, thought for a while, and divided the pudding into three parts with a knife, put them into three plates respectively, picked up two sterilized spoons, and served them He walked out with two plates of pudding, and bumped into Lao Zhang and Manager Yang head-on.

"Xiaochen, hey, why don't you go home? What time is it?" Lao Zhang said in surprise.

"It's okay, I'll leave in a while." After Chen Liang finished talking to Lao Zhang, he shifted his gaze to Manager Yang. How would he describe such an outstanding man?

Manager Yang and Qiu Hanyu have many similarities. For example, they are about the same height as Qiu Hanyu, but they are only slightly shorter than Qiu Hanyu. For example, they both wear black suits. For example, his appearance is a handsome type that can make women scream. The difference is, for example, Qiu Hanyu doesn't like ties very much, and he likes to loosen the neckline, and he doesn't like to tie his jacket around the waist, but his tie is meticulously tied, and the tail of his clothes fits well into the trousers without any wrinkles. Another example is Qiu Hanyu's There was a cynicism in his smile, his smile was gentle and comfortable like a ray of sunshine shining into his heart.

Chen Liang's heart tightened. It was strange, how could he compare Manager Yang with Qiu Hanyu?Could it be that Qiu Hanyu is the only suitable reference around him?

There was a gentle smile on the corner of Manager Yang's mouth: "Old Zhang, is this a newcomer to your restaurant? It's very unfamiliar."

"Yeah, his name is Chen Liang. He is a newcomer who came here two months ago. His cooking skills are top-notch, and he is also very hardworking and studious." When Lao Zhang introduced Chen Liang, he was as proud as introducing his own precious son. He was so proud that he almost went up to the sky, "Xiaochen, this is Manager Yang of the Chinese restaurant."

Chinese restaurant?The dark light in Chen Liang's eyes flickered, the Chinese restaurant was his dream workplace, and he didn't expect to meet the restaurant manager of the Chinese restaurant today.

"Hello." Manager Yang extended his hand to Chen Liang friendly, "My name is Yang Ziwei, and I am the manager of the Chinese restaurant."

Chen Liang's expression froze for a moment, the hand in front of him was like the claws of hell, which frightened him, he stretched out his hand tremblingly, but he didn't hold Yang Ziwei's hand for a long time.

"What's wrong with Xiao Chen? Hurry up and shake hands with Manager Yang, it's polite." Old Zhang winked at Chen Liang anxiously, for fear of offending Yang Ziwei.

Chen Liang stared fixedly at Yang Ziwei's hand, which trembled even more. He stretched out his hand at a very slow speed, and just as he was about to grasp it, he retracted the hand in front of him.

"It's fine if you want it," Yang Ziwei said in a gentle voice, "It's okay, thank you for thinking about me, in fact, I don't mind if your hands touch the lampblack."

Chen Liang was stunned.

Lao Zhang said with a look of sudden realization: "You child, you were worried that you would dirty Manager Yang's hands if you didn't wash your hands. Really, I blamed you just now, so I'm sorry."

Chen Liang's mood was very complicated, it was obviously his fault, why did Yang Ziwei find an excuse to let him go down the stairs?

Yang Ziwei blinked at him, and said silently, "Everyone has secrets, I can understand."

The smile was as gentle as before, like an infectious light arrow shot into Chen Liang's heart, Chen Liang nodded gratefully, and silently replied "thank you".

Yang Ziwei glanced at the time with a smile, and said in surprise, "It's so late. Although working overtime is also for the restaurant, you should still pay attention to your health. Work is only a part of life, so there is no need to work so hard."

Chen Liang was not good at expressing his inner feelings, so he just replaced the long-winded answer with a simple "thank you", then he handed two plates of pudding to Lao Zhang and Yang Ziwei, and said earnestly: "This is the creme brulee I tried to make. It’s ready, can you try it and tell me how you feel after eating it?”

"Hey, what's the matter, it's a trivial matter, I just happened to be hungry, come here, Manager Yang," Lao Zhang greeted cheerfully, "If you don't mind, come and try Xiaochen's craftsmanship."

"Of course I don't mind. It's my honor to have a delicious supper after working overtime." Yang Ziwei took the pudding. He seemed to have studied the quality of the food. He first touched the edge of the pudding with a spoon, and the pudding It is very good for Chenliang, the elasticity is very good, and it did not shatter because of this simple touch. His eyes lit up, he took a bite of creme brulee, put it in his mouth, the taste was smooth and delicate, no need to chew hard like sugar Generally, it melts in the mouth and spreads all over the mouth, deeply stimulating the taste buds. The sweet but not greasy taste immediately fills the lips and teeth, leaving an aroma.

He involuntarily slowed down his chewing speed, and actually had a fear of eating too fast and not being able to taste the delicious food soon. He just wanted to eat a little slower, and a little slower, so that the deliciousness of caramel and pudding could be seen in the mouth. Linger a little longer in your mouth.

A mouthful of pudding quickly fell into the esophagus, leaving only the sweetness of caramel lingering in the mouth.

"Oh my god, it's so delicious." Lao Zhang exclaimed in surprise, and excitedly scraped off the residue with a spoon, eating nothing left, and said enthusiastically, "Is there any more?"

Without hesitation, Chen Liang gave Lao Zhang his share, leaving only a small sip to try something new.

Chen Liang finished his small bite. It tasted good, but he always felt dissatisfied. He couldn't tell what he was not satisfied with, so he could only ask Lao Zhang and Yang Ziwei for help: "How do you feel about the taste?"