split sky ride

Chapter 39 - Boiled Water Seeds
"'Bo, Bo, Polish', I actually forgot to prepare, what the hell! Park Ai-hwa used to do it all the time. I thought I did it, but... I still didn't do it!"

Because of his own negligence, Abel took off the big chef's hat on his head in anger, and squeezed it fiercely in the palm of his hand.

The "Polish species" took too long, and it was too late to re-prepare at this moment.

"Chef Abel, why don't we change the species? Or just add yeast and deal with it temporarily."

Chen Fei often listened to Teacher Shen Fei's nagging about bread-making tips.

Even if you have never eaten pork, you have at least seen pigs running, and you know a little bit about it, even including what the so-called "Polish breed" is all about.

"Polish species" is nothing more than refrigerated fermented dough. The small dough pre-fermented in a low-temperature environment can improve the overall taste of the bread to a certain extent.

Chef Abel refused without doubt: "Change the species? How? Which species? No, no, no, my 'Baguettes' must use 'Polish species', let alone put yeast directly, it will ruin my reputation!"

Then he spun around in a hurry on the spot.

Time passed by, but Chen Fei did not intend to give up, and tentatively said, "How about 'boiled water seeds'?"

"Huh? What the hell is 'boiled water species'?"

Abel was stunned, and searched in his mind, only to find that he had never heard of such a "species".

"I have a friend who is a teacher who is very good at making bread. She taught me that the bread made by 'Kaishuizhong' is soft and delicious, very fragrant and delicious."

Chen Fei spoke out from his own experience, telling the truth every sentence, as if it were false.

The small bread made by Teacher Shen Fei has simple ingredients, only flour, eggs, butter, milk powder and yeast, but the bread is soft and fluffy, and the thick wheat fragrance also has a tangy milk fragrance, which makes people eat He still wanted to eat it, so that he accidentally ate an all-metal spline puller.

"Foozy, no no no, my 'Baguettes' are just right!"

Abel is a stubborn chef, sticking to his recipe and unwilling to make any changes.

Chen Fei brought two "sticks" again and bumped them against each other.

Keng!Keng!
Clearly a crisp crash can be heard, which is insane.

Don't you have a B number in your heart?

How dare this thing be called bread?

Are you serious?

"..."

Chef Abel's eyes were obviously fluttering, and he said shyly with a reddish face: "It is absolutely delicious when paired with my Gallic soup."

These two "sticks" are the same routine as mutton steamed buns. If there is no mutton soup, steamed buns are also a murder weapon.

"Then eat it differently, my 'Baguettes', not yours."

Chen Fei gradually gained the initiative.

His racial flair is working.

"Cheese fondue?"

Chef Abel's eyes lit up. What he insisted on sticking to was just his own "Baguettes". Now he was led by Chen Fei's words and jumped out, as if he had opened the door to a new world, stupid pig! ~
"Uh! You can pinch something!"

Chen Feixin said, don't continue to run all the way to the dark place at the mutton steamed bun, hurry up and come to the donkey meat fire.

"Yes, yes, how about truffles? Add some black caviar, yes, yes, white truffles and black caviar are a perfect match."

Abel began to travel far and wide, letting himself go.

"How about stinky tofu, it can supplement vitamin B12 and prevent Alzheimer's disease."

Chen Fei felt that Chef Abel was drifting away, forgetting that he was eating a few taels of dry rice, and dared to think about truffles and caviar, so he couldn't help but rant.

Poisoning late at night is justified.

"……vomit!"

As expected, Abel was disgusted. He threw himself into the sink and retched several times before recovering. He turned around with grinning teeth, and said angrily, "Chen Fei, you did it on purpose!"

Chen Fei said with a smile: "If you don't like stinky tofu, then get some sausages, beef and vegetables. As for white truffle and black caviar, why don't you ask Manager Morris first."

"Forget it, just listen to you, sausage, beef, vegetables, and some pickles in the kitchen."

Abel seemed to have recovered his sobriety. If he really wanted to go to the executive manager foolishly, he might be fired on the spot.

It's just that the level of stinky tofu is really hard to pass!
"That's it, boil the water first, boil the water!"

Chen Fei started to get busy, set up a pot, boiled water on high heat, then dug out a few shovelfuls of flour, poured in corn oil, butter and sugar, and stirred vigorously in a stainless steel basin.

After a while, the water boiled, and the bubbling boiling water was poured into the well-stirred oily batter, and after a while of stirring, it became a thinner batter.

"Boiled water species" is done!
Abel stared blankly at Chen Fei's operations, and the final product was somewhat similar to the "Polish species", but thinner.

"Next, let's knead the dough. How much flour do we need?"

Chen Fei put the stainless steel basin containing the "Kaishuizhong" batter aside and looked at Abel.

"Twenty kilograms is enough."

Chef Abel brought Chen Fei to a dough mixer.

Pour "boiled water seeds", pour water, pour milk powder, pour butter, crackle a dozen eggs, two bags of 1kg whole wheat bread flour, sprinkle yeast and improver that have been dissolved in water, and set a timer for [-] hour.

"Okay, then the potatoes!"

Chef Abel clapped his hands and walked towards the large basket of potatoes that had been brought out of the freezer.

Chen Fei looked at the noodle mixer that was starting to rattle, then at Abel, and then at his own hands.

The kneading technique that was agreed upon, will you show me this at the end?

The legendary high-end feast collapsed in an instant.

It's not Chen Fei's turn to peel the potatoes himself. All he has to do is take a small basket of potatoes and roughly brush them under the faucet with a brush, then pour them into the potato peeler, and wait for the potatoes to be pink and tender one by one. It was stripped and sent out.

In addition, there are special machines for slicing, slicing or shredding.

The whole process is purely manual, which does not exist, and the machine is more cost-effective.

The peeled potatoes are put into the steamer and steamed vigorously, then twisted into mud, and pressed into pieces of potato cakes with a molding machine. After sprinkled with dry powder, they are put into the oil pan at dawn, dipped in some salt and pepper. One-on-one fragrance.

After Abel arranged the work for Chen Fei, he started to get busy with his own work. There was a bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang in the kitchen, which lasted for a full hour before it came to an end.

At this time, the dough in the dough mixer was successfully formed, and was kneaded into long strips by Chef Abel and Chen Fei. The strips were placed on a large baking tray, and layered into a large oven, and automatic fermentation and baking began. The program takes two hours.

The large oven in the back kitchen can bake a hundred "Baguettes" at a time, and after they are out of the box, they are cooled until dawn before they can be served for breakfast.

A whole stick of "Baguettes" needs several people to eat together. Twenty kilograms of whole wheat bread flour can make 200 sticks of "Baguettes". many people.

I was busy until 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, and the ingredients needed for breakfast were finally ready.

Putting the last new-style "Baguettes" fresh out of the box on the stainless steel drying net, Chen Fei clapped his hands, ready to say goodbye to Chef Abel.

Chef Abel stuffed him with a "Baguettes" and a large piece of beef stew, blinked, and said, "Come early tomorrow, and help me for two hours a day, count you, count you... two hundred , no more."

The money may not be enough, but there are always some good things in the kitchen. With the power of the chef, it is not considered a broken rule.

Without Park Aihua's help, he had no choice but to ask Chen Feilai for help. This was a last resort, and he probably had to find the executive manager of the air base, Maurice Morgan, to confirm the expenditure.

Looking at the warm bread and beef in his hands, Chen Fei said without hesitation: "Deal!"

A whole stick of "Baguettes" plus beef is enough for him to eat two meals, and if he eats sparingly, three meals are not impossible.

After eating the buns given by Teacher Shen Fei, the next free meals are available again, and there is still a sum of extra money from the kitchen to take, only a fool would refuse.

As the sky brightened, people came to the base cafeteria one after another.

The prettiest kid at the 911 air base, Major Chekhov with the double-bonus red stick, was surrounded by people and came to the cafeteria. The pilots didn't need to pay for their meals, they ate by themselves, and they could take whatever they wanted.

The coquettish big bear took a "stick" and gestured in his hand as usual, bragging loudly and violently.

"I think Chekov has been in the world for more than [-] years, and I have seen countless girls. When girls see this big sword of mine, they all throw themselves into their arms..."

As he spoke, the "big sword" in his hand trembled, and for some reason, it suddenly softened, and his head became limp.

There was a sudden silence at the scene, and the audience burst into laughter instantly, and the cowhide exploded in an instant.

Chekov Leonidevich Ivanov was livid.

This old man has been in the rivers and lakes for more than forty years, and he has never lost such a big person...
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(End of this chapter)