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

Chapter 609 - Centennial Magic Point - Opera Cake
Hunger and greed are the main themes of tonight.

Various dessert shops were pleasantly surprised to find that their business was surprisingly good tonight, and the various takeout orders almost made the delivery guys run themselves ragged.

As for the reason, they naturally knew it, which was the hottest live broadcast program at the moment, the Dessert Championship.

After looking at this world-class dessert for a whole day, with its beautiful shape and perfect color, who can not be greedy?
When people feel hungry, they will feel hungry enough to eat a whole cow even if they have just finished a meal.

And the hungriest person would probably be Wang Fan himself.

Others could at least eat while watching the game, but he had been busy from morning to night to maintain his condition and basically had not eaten a single bite. Now that he suddenly relaxed, hunger came over him like a tide.

Wang Fan declined the dinner arranged by the event organizer on the grounds that he needed to rest and went straight back to his RV.

When you are happy but tired and lazy, eating hotpot is definitely the right choice.

As for tomorrow's game, Wang Fan didn't think about it. Thinking about those things while enjoying dinner would only make himself suffer.

Pick up the meat slices and dip them in the boiling soup for a few times. After the meat has completely changed color, wrap it in the prepared sesame paste. Put it in your mouth. The aroma and smooth taste of the sesame paste, coupled with the fragrant and tender lamb, can definitely dispel a day's fatigue.

As for the opponent, the French team, they are not so leisurely at the moment.

5 is better than 0!

In the dessert competition that they were so proud of, they were beaten 5-0!

What a shame!
This is a score that the Chinese team has never achieved in the previous two competitions.

Moreover, among the opponents who defeated them 5-0, there were two of the three strongest among their ten people!
Now, except Durand, basically no one is sure of winning.

Durand sat alone by the window, looking at the night outside, with no expression on his face.

The others all shrugged their heads and said nothing, mainly because there was nothing to say at this time. When it comes to desserts, no matter how much you talk about it, in the end it still comes down to your skills.

The final product is placed in front of the judges, and the winner and loser are clear at a glance.

Durand finally spoke up at this point: "Have you checked Wang Fan's information? We know nothing about our opponent right now, while all of our opponents seem to know everything. This is a major reason for our loss."

Sophia got angry when she heard this, because she had really checked Wang Fan's information carefully.

After all, this hateful Chinese man defeated me and lied to me that he was a chef, not a pastry chef.

I am a pastry chef from a two-star Michelin pastry shop, but I lost to a chef whose hobby is making desserts!
Who are you scolding?!
Sophia, who didn't believe in evil, started searching for various information about Wang Fan on the Internet as soon as she separated from Wang Fan.

She didn't know until she searched, and she was shocked. She never expected that what Wang Fan said was actually true!
He is a real chef who makes desserts just to please his girlfriend!
But I have to say his girlfriend is really beautiful. I wonder if there is a chance for us to get to know each other? What if she likes me too?
Pulling her thoughts back to their chaotic state, Sophia sighed and said, "I've searched, but sharing this information might irritate you, and it doesn't provide any information that will be helpful for the competition, so I think it's best not to tell you."

Sophia was really kind-hearted. After all, if she let these arrogant pastry chefs know that the person they lost to was actually a Chinese chef rather than a pastry chef, they would probably want to swim back to the Seine.

But these words were very harsh to Durand's ears: "Speak out, I will judge for myself whether it is useful or not."

Sophia shrugged. "Okay, since you insisted on asking, I found out he's not a professional pastry chef at all. He's actually a Chinese chef, and he only makes desserts to please his girlfriend. So, you won't find any information about his desserts online, and there's no way to predict what kind of desserts he'll make."

"what?"

"This is impossible!"

"He's absolutely lying. He can't be a Chinese chef. To be able to make those desserts today, he must be a Chinese dessert master!"

As soon as Sophia's words came out, she was immediately refuted by other pastry chefs.

They are both top figures in their respective fields. Who would believe that they would lose to an outsider? Although chefs and pastry chefs are both considered to be in the catering industry, their sub-sectors are completely different.

“If he wasn’t a genuine pastry chef, I would rather swim back to France across the Pacific Ocean!”

"You must be lying to us, right?"

"Even if this information exists, it is absolutely false. It is definitely intended to paralyze us."

Sophia shook her head and sighed, "I knew you wouldn't want to believe it. Never mind. I've already lost anyway. You guys can take your time to figure out a strategy. I'm going to go back and figure out where to go for the remaining days."

You are a bunch of lunatics. I have already told you that there is no way to find it. Even if you study it from now until the sun rises tomorrow, it will be in vain.

Instead of wasting time here, I might as well go back and have some beauty sleep. After the game is over, I will take a good stroll here. Sichuan is a famous province of beautiful women in China.

Sophia left, leaving the group staring at each other, not knowing what to say.

Durand sighed and said solemnly, "Since there's no useful information at the moment, don't dwell on useless things. Don't even think about winning tomorrow's match. Just treat the competition as your restaurant kitchen and create your most satisfying and accomplished creations. Don't worry, I won't let him take away our victory."

"Clap clap clap..."

As soon as Durand finished speaking, applause rang out at the door. Allen walked in with a smile on his face and said, "Durand is right. Don't focus on winning or losing the competition. Enjoy every step of making the desserts. Don't forget that you are first and foremost a pastry chef who makes your guests enjoy sweetness, and only secondarily a contestant."

Alan knew that tonight would be tough for these pastry chefs. They had suffered consecutive defeats, and two of them were better than him. It was inevitable that he would feel a little scared.

"It's true that the opponent is very strong, but didn't you notice? When he was competing with you, he didn't pay any attention to you at all. Instead, he was fully enjoying every step of the production, enjoying the process of the sweet dessert gradually taking shape in his hands. I hope you can all adjust your mindset and enjoy making dessert tomorrow."

……

The powerful biological clock woke Wang Fan up again. Listening to the even breathing sound on the phone that had been hung up all night, Wang Fan gently pressed the hang-up button.

After getting up, washing, doing morning exercises, and cleaning up, he was fully recovered and confident that he could fight the French pastry chefs for another 300 rounds.

Today's competition scene can only be described as a sea of ​​people, with supporters of Wang Fan everywhere.

"I want to beat ten of them!" "Boss Wang is the boss of the dessert world."

"Give those foreigners a little Chinese shock."

Wang Fan keenly felt that there was something different about the French team today.

Yesterday they were arrogant and frivolous, but today they are obviously much calmer. I guess they spent the whole night adjusting themselves.

Wang Fan was not surprised, as this situation had been accurately predicted by his Kainan University staff.

Although only one of the remaining five is three-star and the other four are only one-star, if I dare to underestimate them today, I will lose as miserably as they did yesterday.

Alan was also staring at Wang Fan at this moment.

He hoped to see pride and complacency on Wang Fan's face, but to his disappointment, Wang Fan's face only showed seriousness.

"How can this bastard be so calm? He defeated five Michelin-starred pastry chefs yesterday. Isn't that enough reason for him to be complacent?"

Alan naturally hoped that Wang Fan would be proud and complacent. Complacency is very close to arrogance, and arrogance is not far from failure, but Wang Fan's calmness made him lose his temper.

Chen Guomin was naturally very satisfied with Wang Fan's current state. He wanted to contact Wang Fan last night to ask him to be more humble, but because they were not familiar with each other, he didn't feel comfortable contacting him.

"There are still five games left. I hope you can withstand the pressure and continue to win. It would be best if you can defeat Durand as well."

Chen Guomin was particularly excited today. If Wang Fan was still as brave as he was yesterday, he could at least kill Durand directly. Even if he lost to Durand, he still had 9 people on his side.

By then, these nine people should be able to take out Durand in a rotation. He can't possibly launch a desperate counterattack and 9v1, right?
Jiang Tao made a simple opening speech and the competition started directly. Such a fast-paced format naturally made the audience very satisfied.

Abraham comes from a one-star Michelin restaurant called Ingres Violin, and his best dessert is called Opera Cake.

The Opera House Cake has a history of more than 80 years. It is a dessert mainly made of egg whites and almond powder. It is famous for its rich layers and unique taste.

Abraham looked somewhat serious, and his movements were methodical, simple and quick.

He was currently making a Gioconda cake base, which is an almond sponge.

Pour the eggs, almond powder and white sugar into a glass bowl, then place the bowl in a plate of warm water, take out the whisk and start beating.

After beating, use egg whites and sugar to beat the cream. Add the cream into the freshly beaten almond sponge in batches and mix well.

This step is the most basic of the basics, but Abraham did it very seriously. Perhaps it was because he was stubborn. After listening to what Allen and Durand said, he really treated this place as his own kitchen, and the one who would taste the dessert later was his boss.

At this time, the cake batter in the basin had become extremely smooth. While preheating the oven, he poured the cake batter into the baking pan and meticulously smoothed the surface.

After putting the baking tray into the oven, he took out the thermometer, heated the cream to 70 degrees, poured it into the dark chocolate and stirred it gently. Soon he made a silky chocolate sauce.

Such a serious and rigorous attitude immediately made the audience feel the breath of a strong man coming towards them.

"Ding……"

The oven made a clear sound. He put on gloves and took out the baking tray. After the almond sponge cake had finished cooling down, he meticulously trimmed the four sides with a kitchen knife and then divided it into three. After trimming the three parts to make them almost identical, he nodded with satisfaction.

Seeing Abraham so serious on the screen and the cake base in his hand that is a blessing for people with obsessive-compulsive disorder, the audience remembered that these people are from the world's top dessert shop.

"Uh... I feel like the guy who came on stage today is completely different from the one yesterday. He even used a thermometer."

"He's so serious, even more serious than those five guys yesterday."

"Hiss, isn't this the true strength of a Michelin pastry chef? Did those guys yesterday underestimate their opponents?"

"It's possible. Look at how serious he is. He's no less serious than Boss Wang. It seems like Boss Wang is in danger today."

Abraham spread the almond cake, took out a small brush, dipped it in the coffee sweet water he had just prepared, and then gently and evenly brushed the coffee sweet water onto the almond cake.

Then use a piping bag to evenly squeeze a layer of ganache on it, and scrape it smooth with a spatula.

Scrape a layer of coffee butter frosting evenly, not leaving any bubbles behind.

Take a deep breath and hold it, pick up the second piece of almond sponge cake and gently press it on the butter frosting until it is aligned perfectly, then gently exhale.

Then, repeat the same process to complete the second layer and place the third piece of almond sponge cake on top.

After completing this step, Abraham took the cake and put it in the refrigerator to cool and set, and then used this time to make the top layer of icing.

Cocoa powder, granulated sugar, milk, and gelatin are the same ingredients commonly used in Western desserts, but with Abraham's serious work attitude, people feel that the things he makes must be more delicious.

The milk had melted the sugar and cocoa powder. Abraham continued to stir while adding the soaked gelatin sheets. After it was completely melted, he took out a sieve to sift the combined liquid. After passing through the sieve three times, he put the cleaned thermometer into the cup again.

The temperature on the thermometer was slowly dropping. When it dropped to 32 degrees, Abraham opened the refrigerator and took out the finished dough. The temperature on the thermometer just stopped at 30 degrees.

Pick up the kettle filled with the glaze, place it on the cake base, tilt the kettle, and the milk cocoa sauce inside will slide down like the smoothest silk and evenly cover the upper layer of the cake base.

The milk cocoa paste carefully made by Abraham is as black as ink. After being sifted three times, it is free of impurities and covers the top layer of the cake base. It is like the most expensive and exquisite piano lacquer, without any flaws.

After completing this step, Abraham gently picked up the cake and put it back into the refrigerator to freeze and set. When he closed the refrigerator door, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He tapped the refrigerator door lightly, a smile on his face. He was very satisfied with his work this time. If he still lost after making such a dessert, then he would definitely lose without any regrets.

He turned his head to look at Wang Fan, wondering what kind of magical oriental dessert this powerful opponent would make?
(End of this chapter)