Food: Random stalls, customers chase me all over the country

Chapter 605 - Thousand Layer Puff Pastry? Your opponent is 20 pieces of puff pastry!
"really?"

"This... doesn't look real. If a real thing could be like this, it would be too magical."

"Didn't someone just say it was dragon beard candy?"

"Can't any sugar be that fine?"

Zhang Tao asked, "Teacher Chen, I think everyone in the audience must be very curious about this dragon beard candy. Could you explain it to us?"

Chen Guomin laughed and said, "Why are you asking me when the real one has already been made? Just let contestant Wang Fan introduce himself."

Zhang Tao turned and pointed the microphone at Wang Fan: "Then please allow contestant Wang Fan to introduce your dessert. I'm sure the audience is scratching their heads by now."

Wang Fan was a little reluctant to introduce himself. To be honest, some things would sound like Wang Po boasting. But seeing so many people staring at him curiously, he had no choice but to speak up. "Dragon Beard Candy is a traditional Chinese dessert with a history of over 2,000 years. It was originally called Silver Thread Candy."

Then he picked up a candy the size of a grape and asked, "Guess how many sugar threads are in this candy?"

The camera zoomed in, and the entire screen was filled with the small candy in Wang Fan's hand. The white candy looked smooth from a distance, but when it was magnified, the tightly wound filaments on it could be seen.

"These sugar threads look really thin. I estimate there must be at least a thousand of them."

"Not really? I think a few hundred is enough. A few thousand is too much."

"It's normal to have hundreds of them. I think it's more like a thousand. They call it a thousand-layer puff pastry, so ours should be more than a thousand."

Zhang Tao was also quite curious. He smiled and said, "I'll also make a bold guess. I guess this candy has 10000 threads!"

Hearing his words, many people laughed out loud: "Brother, your guess is too bold, how could there be so many?"

"Exactly. 10000 strands of sugar are only that small. How fine must the sugar strands be?"

Listening to everyone's speculation, Wang Fan smiled and shook his head. After the speculation died down, he said directly, "This candy is 20 threads."

?

How much? 20 strands?
What? I heard it wrong. It's not 20 silk, it's 20... ten thousand?

The audience was stunned when they heard this number.

Such a small candy, the size of a grape, is actually made up of 20 sugar threads?

is that a lie?

This is totally impossible!
Wang Fan estimated that the audience would not believe him: "The candy in my hand has become hard and cannot be pulled. If you are interested, you can wait for the video to be edited and count carefully. There is no secret to making this candy. It is just to fold the candy in half repeatedly while it is still hot, a bit like Lanzhou beef noodles. In order to achieve the effect of moving with the wind, this strand of sugar is probably more than 50 times thinner than a hair."

50? That's it?
Do you want to listen to what you are saying?
The audience felt that their brains were not enough today.

Oh, we think a French mille-feuille with 1000 layers is so fancy, and we all need to say "wow," "ouch," or "wow," but you're already charging 20 right out of the gate? How come I didn't know that Chinese desserts are so awesome?

I sat up in shock from my dying illness, and thought, "The great powers are actually me, right?"
Chen Guomin said cheerfully at this time: "In my opinion, 20 strands is not the limit. I estimate that only 20 strands are needed to make this mane. I think he can at least fold it in half to 40 strands."

???

I'm going to fuck you early, do you want to listen to what you're saying?!

what? !

If you lie to me like this, do you believe that I will report you to the central government tomorrow?

Chen Guomin closed his eyes and enjoyed listening to the "Wow" sounds. Be excited and amazed. Yes, this is the charm of Chinese desserts passed down by our ancestors!

Isn't this the original intention of organizing this program?
However, this small original intention did not achieve the desired effect until the third session.

Although there is still a long way to go before Chinese desserts can be promoted, at least we can see the way now, which is better than having no way to go before.

Complicated, troublesome, time-consuming, expensive, I don't know when Chinese desserts have been labeled with these labels. It is undeniable that some desserts do have these problems, but there are many that have been passed down from the folk, which are not time-consuming or troublesome, and are delicious and use clean ingredients.

These desserts used to sell quite well, but since the influx of fast food desserts from abroad, they have suddenly become unpopular, as if eating homemade desserts makes people seem inferior!
The older generation of craftsmen had no choice but to change their careers, and the younger generations were unwilling to learn because they couldn't make money from this, so the tradition of this thousand-year-old dessert was almost lost.

Now this Chinese treasure has finally become widely known through this young man named Wang Fan. How could he not be happy and excited?
The more Chen Guomin looks at Wang Fan, the more he likes him. He feels that this is the hope for the resurgence of Chinese desserts. After the competition is over, he must absorb him into their Chinese Dessert Association, even if it means giving him a senior position!
Wang Fan had already finished introducing his dessert, but now it was the judges' turn to be troubled.

Allen really wanted to grab Wang Fan by the collar, drag him off the ground, and then question him: "Fuck you, you made these desserts like works of art, but how do you expect us judges to eat them? Huh?!"

The three judges stared at each other and signaled that they were extremely reluctant to ruin this dessert.

Seeing the three of them looking so miserable, the audience almost fainted with laughter.

"Hahaha, I'm dying of laughter. It's rare to see a dessert competition judge reluctant to eat something like this."

"I can only say that this thing made by Boss Wang is really not for human consumption. It is more exquisite than a figurine, so how can people eat it?"

"Yes, I completely understand the dilemma of the three judges. If I were there, I probably wouldn't be willing to eat it either. But seeing their confused and crying expressions, I still want to laugh, hahaha."

Wang Fan stood there without looking anxious at all. The more time he wasted, the more time he would have to rest, which would be more beneficial for his next game.

And... Wang Fan glanced at Sophia inconspicuously and smiled evilly in his heart.

Puff pastry becomes crispier when frozen, and desserts become sweeter when cooled, but these are all based on the premise that they are eaten right away. If the judges delay any longer, the opponent's French mille-feuille will probably lose its popularity.
If that were the case, I wouldn’t be able to get crispy anymore. Hehehe.

Allen was now dissatisfied with everything about Wang Fan. When he saw the smile on his face, he suddenly realized that this was a competition and the works of his own contestants were being left out by the three of them.

If we delay any further there will be no point in competing.

"Let me do it, hey ha!"

While Alan was cheering himself up, he crushed the Lion Dance Rabbit Pastry with a spoon in front of everyone's regretful expressions.

"Bastard!"

"He's actually willing to do this?"

"barbarian!"

"I curse him for never having toilet paper and not wearing socks and underwear!"

Allen knew that someone would definitely scold him for accidentally knocking over the rabbit, but there was no other way. Besides him, the other two would definitely not try to sabotage it. In the end, would the winner still be determined by appearance?
"Crack." The spoon hit the lucky rabbit, and a crisp cracking sound was heard. The originally cute little rabbit was broken into several pieces.

Alan went all out and scooped up the lion head of the lucky rabbit with a spoon and stuffed it into his mouth.

Seeing him like this, Chen Guomin and the other man shook their heads helplessly and each took a piece and put it in their mouth.

"Crack...Crack..."

There is no doubt about the crispness of Chinese pastries. The moment they enter your mouth, tiny pieces of pastry fall out, and every time your teeth close, there is a crisp sound.

Alan used his teeth to pierce the crispy outer skin and was surprised to find that the crispy inside was still soft.

Chewing it gently, the delicate, soft, and sweet filling really gave his taste buds a pleasant surprise.

Lotus seed paste, red bean paste, is this the refreshing taste of spinach? This one should be the sweet taste of pumpkin...

Feel the tip of your tongue carefully savoring the flavor contained in it. It combines the advantages of multiple ingredients, making this piece of crispy pastry in your mouth sweet but not greasy, fragrant but not strong. With every bite, you can feel different levels of flavor jumping on the tip of your tongue.

Ok?
Alan was slightly stunned, and began to savor the feeling on his tongue more carefully.

There seemed to be thousands of thin silk threads there, and he could clearly feel their presence, but when he wanted to taste them carefully, he was surprised to find that the threads had turned into sweet syrup.

Alan has become deeply addicted to the crispy, soft and unique silky texture, which is a unique taste he has never tasted in decades of working in the industry.

At this moment, Chen Guomin already regarded Wang Fan as the star of Chinese desserts, the general among generals.

This young man can definitely not be described as a future star, because he is already strong enough to stand at the top of the pyramid.

This was not what he thought, but the fact told to him by the pastry in his mouth.

There are generally four things to pay attention to when making pastries: crispy on the outside and soft on the inside, distinct layers, oily but not greasy, and good appearance.

Not to mention the appearance, he even believes that even if he searches across the country, there are few people who can compete with him. This original lion-awakening and lucky rabbit appearance may cause a sensation.

Not to mention the other three aspects, every bite in your mouth clearly tells you how precisely he has controlled the heat.

perfect!

Apart from these two words, Chen Guomin couldn't think of any other words to describe it.

Looking at the other plate of dessert still covered with the plate lid, Chen Guomin shook his head slightly. Maybe the French pastry chef was very good, but there was absolutely no possibility of winning today.

Sophia had already clenched her teeth at this moment. Just by looking at the expressions of the three judges, she knew that it would be difficult for her to win today, but she still did not give up. She firmly believed that the dessert she had put all her efforts into would definitely turn the tide.

At some point, the lid of the French mille-feuille plate was lifted.

The custard sauce pressed under the puff pastry is still oily, and even seems to be a little oilier than before.

"Kazi..."

The knife cut through the puff pastry, and the crisp sound was still moving. Wang Fan's ears moved slightly, but an intriguing smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

With his hearing, he could definitely hear the subtle difference between the way Sofia cut the puff pastry before and the way the judges cut the puff pastry now.

This puff pastry is already a little damp!
It's really just a little bit, and people who are not absolutely professional can't even detect it.

But the three judges happen to be absolutely professionals.

Although Chen Guomin is an expert in Chinese desserts, the puff pastry of Chinese desserts can also get damp, and even the slightest change will definitely not escape his taste buds.

Not to mention Allen, how could the French culinary god be so famous in vain? Without special taste buds, it would be impossible to reach this point.

The two of them couldn't help but raise their eyebrows the moment the puff pastry entered their mouths.

As for Felix, he didn't even taste it. He was still concentrating on dealing with Wang Fan's pastries.

Although he already knew the result, Allen still sighed in his heart.

The fourth one!

The young man named Wang Fan has defeated four players from their French dessert team in a row!

"Oh...oh my dear Felix, you've eaten enough. Aren't you afraid that it will make your teeth fall out? Please leave some for me!"

Alan was about to give his review, but out of the corner of his eye he saw Felix swiping through Tang Wangfan's dessert like a bottomless pit, and he got anxious.

It was the first time for him to eat such a magical dessert, and he was planning to enjoy it after finishing this round of competition. But looking at Felix's attitude, there was no way those crumbs could last until the end of the game!

Felix said confidently, "My dear Allen, you and Chen didn't eat it. I thought you didn't like it. You know me. I don't like to waste food."

The conversation between the two was clearly transmitted to the audience's ears through the camera and microphone, and those who were good at English burst into laughter immediately.

At the same time, an emotion called "pride" began to grow in my heart.

See? This is a dessert that has been passed down through the ages in China. Two so-called world-class chefs almost came to blows over this dessert!
Have you never eaten it before? Have you never seen it? No...

Hey?
I don’t think I’ve ever seen or eaten it!
The audience who came to their senses now didn't know whether to cry or laugh. They wanted to say that foreigners were ignorant and had never eaten good food, but they found that they seemed to have never eaten it since they were young...

This is very embarrassing!
"No, I just want to ask, where can I buy the same pastries as Boss Wang's?"

"I wanted to complain to these foreigners that wild boars have never eaten fine bran, but then I found out that my domestic pig had never eaten it either. This is really a sad story."

"I've had Dragon Beard Pastry at our DJI restaurant, but I've never seen the Lion-Awakening Lucky Rabbit. By the way, Boss Wang is our DJI son-in-law."

"Dragon Beard Su is our Anqing specialty."

"We have it in Sichuan and Chengdu, so we don't have to go out of town to eat it. But can anyone recommend where I can find Futu?"

"Don't even think about buying it. Even if you can buy it, it won't taste the same. Do you really think everyone has Boss Wang's cooking skills?"

(End of this chapter)