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Chapter 404 A Bad Premonition...

There is one final step before the empanadas can be baked in the oven.

Chen Er cut open the fresh lemon and squeezed some lemon juice on the empanadas.

"Bake it for 10 minutes."

Chen Er put the empanadas into the oven and adjusted the time.

Xu Zhiwen on the side has almost finished the empanadas.

He learned a little better this time, the movement of putting the bread into the mold was very gentle and gentle, and even the movement of putting the meat stuffing in the bread was very slow.

He was even watching the amount of minced meat. He seemed to be worried about the repeat of the cinnamon powder incident just now, so he was extra careful when putting the minced meat.

After finally fixing the shape of the empanadas, he quickly glanced at Chen Er again, and found that Chen Er had already started preparing the second course, and he didn't mean to stop and wait for him at all.

So Xu Zhiwen panicked a little, and the movements of his hands immediately became faster.

He hurriedly brushed some butter on the baking tray, and then quickly put the empanadas into the baking tray, which was about to be put into the oven.

At this time, the manager who was standing outside the camera waved vigorously at Xu Zhiwen, and then kept winking at him, indicating that he still had steps to take.

So Xu Zhiwen quickly glanced at the table, looking for ingredients that he hadn't used yet.

Seeing a fresh and intact lemon lying on the table, Xu Zhiwen immediately realized that he forgot to put the lemon.

So he quickly grabbed the lemon and cut it in half with a knife.

Then he took half of the lemon in one hand and squeezed hard against the two pieces of empanadas, and saw that the two halves of the lemon were squeezed flat in Xu Zhiwen's palm.

A profusion of lemon juice spurted from the palm of his hand, all over the empanadas.

Xu Zhiwen didn't care too much, and quickly threw away the two halves of the squeezed fresh lemon, pushed the baking tray containing the empanadas into the oven, and adjusted the time.

After Xu Zhiwen finished all this, he breathed a sigh of relief, smelled the sour smell in his hands, and hurriedly washed his hands with disgust.

After washing his hands, he went to look at the ingredients on Chen Er's table.

He also picked out the ingredients and came out.

The ingredients needed this time are very simple, only cornmeal, fresh milk, onions, and some fresh corn coats.

The delicacy that Chen Er will make next is a snack that Argentines love very much, and sometimes it will appear on Argentines' tables as a side dish of some big dishes.

This thing is tamale.

Chen Er poured the cornmeal into a large bowl, poured in fresh milk and chopped onions, put a piece of feta cheese, and stirred well.

Because I have just made empanadas that are a little more complicated to make, Xu Zhiwen seems to be much more comfortable making corn flour steamed at this time.

It's just that the onion he cut was extremely ugly, the particles appeared to be very large, and the stirring was not as uniform as Chen Er's.

Xu Zhiwen felt that his approach was also very good, with a very "fauvist" style of painting.

However, the next steps made him feel very regretful. It would be great if the knife skills were better.

Chen Er washed the fresh corn coat with clean water, then put the stirred cornmeal into the coat and wrapped it.

Because Chen Er's onion is finely chopped and stirred evenly, it looks beautiful and neat when wrapped in a corn coat.

The whole process is also very painless.

On the other side, Xu Zhiwen was packed in a mess, full of potholes, like a dirt road run over by a truck on a rainy day.

Chen Er put the wrapped corn flour into the steamer and said, "Although this food is called corn flour, in Argentina, it can be eaten steamed or boiled."

"However, since we have a steamer today, of course we have to steam it."

"Steaming for 15 minutes is enough. Of course, if your buns are larger or thicker, then the steaming time can be extended accordingly, but steam for 10 minutes at most, otherwise the taste will not be delicious enough, because there are milk and Feta cheese."

The cornmeal was steamed in the pan, and the oven made a proper "ding" sound.

Chen Er walked to the oven and took out the baked empanadas.

The baked empanadas are closer to Chinese dumplings in terms of appearance.

And it is very similar to fried dumplings.

Chen Er took a breath of the fragrance and nodded, "Although I don't really like to squeeze a little lemon juice into the pasta, I have to say that with a little lemon juice, it still smells good."

"The sweetness of flour has a hint of buttery aroma, and there is a hint of lemon in it."

"Sweet with a bit of sour, but people feel that this aroma is very refreshing, not boring."

As soon as the words fell, the oven on Xu Zhiwen's side also made a "ding" sound.

Xu Zhiwen rubbed his hands expectantly, then immediately put on thick gloves, stepped forward and opened the oven door, and took out the empanadas he baked.

When a large amount of hot air wafted out with a strong aroma, Xu Zhiwen, who was closest to the oven, froze immediately, and the smile on his face also froze.

Chen Er turned his head to look over, and before he had time to smell what was going on with him, he smelled a strong smell of citric acid.

The lemon this time was half-baked, and it was a kind of sour local lemon.

So when Chen Er squeezed the lemon juice just now, he didn't dare to use any extra strength.

Just squeezed a little bit of lemon juice out, the smell is already so full.

And Xu Zhiwen's lemon sour taste can be described as sour and refreshing.

Chen Er just turned his face that way and could already smell the sour smell coming towards his face.

He thought, Xu Zhiwen must have squeezed out a whole lemon...

Xu Zhiwen resisted the sour taste, brought out the empanadas and put them on the table.

The surrounding staff couldn't help but took two steps back at the same time.

Xu Zhiwen raised his head, blinked his eyes, and forced back the tears that were about to flow.

He never expected that the sour taste of this lemon would be so sour after being heated...

And before he even boasted to Chen Er that he would definitely eat up all the food he cooked...

But the empanadas cake in front of me is already choking enough just by smelling it. Wouldn't it be sour to eat?
He doesn't want to eat...

Xu Zhiwen silently licked his own teeth, which were porcelain teeth that he had recently made...

If the porcelain teeth are acidified again, all the suffering he suffered during tooth extraction will be in vain!
So Xu Zhiwen silently turned his attention to his manager.

At this time, the manager suddenly felt a chill behind him, and when he looked up, he found that his artist was looking at him with a smile.

For some reason, he suddenly felt a bad premonition in his heart...

　The author finally returned to normal!ha!The double eyelids are fat and spicy!Another cool day tomorrow! (*^▽^*)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)