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

Chapter 610-Everything is just the right taste
Wang Fan is naturally also making his own desserts.

Based on the information provided by Zhuo Qianqian and others, Wang Fan has developed detailed response strategies for each opponent of the French team.

For example, Abraham, according to big data calculations, has an 85% chance of making an opera house cake, so Wang Fan will naturally make desserts based on this type of pastry.

This square cake does not win by its appearance, but by its unique taste. Wang Fan felt that he had put enough effort into the shape yesterday, and the judges might be aesthetically fatigued, so when facing Abraham, he did not make those unique-looking desserts, but chose the same square dessert.

Early winter in the south is completely different from that in the north. In the north, you can basically no longer see any green leaves at this time, let alone flowers. But here in Sichuan, not only are there green trees, but the fragrance of flowers and fruits is everywhere.

At the end of October, there is a kind of flower in full bloom in Sichuan. Its unique fragrance is said to be able to spread for ten miles. It is the osmanthus.

The dessert made by Wang Fan not only uses osmanthus as the flavor, but also directly uses the name of osmanthus.

Osmanthus cake has a history of more than 300 years and was invented by Liu Jixiang, a peddler in Xindu County.

Inspired by the study of Yang Sheng'an, the top scholar, Liu Jixiang collected fresh osmanthus flowers, squeezed out the bitter water, soaked them in honey, mixed them with steamed rice flour, glutinous rice flour, cooked oil, and sugar, packed them in boxes and sold them, naming them osmanthus cakes.

Wang Fan boiled water and added rock sugar, then picked up a plate, poured half of the weighed dried osmanthus flowers into the pot, and began to stir gently. When the rock sugar was completely melted, he turned to low heat and simmered slowly.

Take a white porcelain bowl and pour in white sugar, then add water and stir well. He doesn't put much sugar. The taste of Chinese desserts is subtle, and the highest level is to be sweet but not sweet.

Mix rice flour and glutinous rice flour in proportion, pour the sugar water in the bowl into it while stirring. It is also a simple step, done meticulously, and there is also a strong aura coming from it.

Alan, sitting on the judges' panel, looked at Wang Fan and then at Abraham. He felt that although the desserts made by the two were different, their overall movements were just like they were copied and pasted.

If you haven't done your homework and studied our team members, I'll dig out my eyeballs and use them as bubbles for you to step on!
Allen felt very uncomfortable. Your opponent can study your players, but you have no way to study your opponent. This feeling is really terrible.

It's not that he hadn't thought about studying Wang Fan's research on Chinese desserts. He even hired some people for this purpose, but after studying for a long time, he found that it was useless!
First of all, this opponent was a chef before!
What can you study about him? Is his chicken delicious?

They did have a detailed understanding of the several desserts Wang Fan had made before, but the problem was that he had never repeated any of them in these competitions!
As for studying Chinese desserts, that's even more nonsense. They have hundreds of desserts that are more than 1000 years old, and each one is carefully selected by the nine clans. I have no idea what Wang Fan is going to do!
Although I don’t know who the Nine Clans are, I think this person must have a very high status in China, otherwise he would not be so authoritative as to convince everyone. Could he be an emperor?

Wang Fan naturally had no idea about Allen's wild thoughts. At this time, he had already started kneading the rice noodles with his hands.

Grab a handful of rice noodles and gently pinch them, and they will be molded into a shape similar to a dumpling.

The good dryness and humidity prevented the rice noodles from falling apart and sticking to Wang Fan's hands.

The pot had begun to emit a rich sweet aroma of osmanthus, mixed with the sweetness of rock sugar, filling his surroundings with a sweet scent.

After boiling another pot of water, sift the rice flour. When the sieve is shaken, the rice flour falls like snowflakes and quickly forms a layer on the bottom of the wooden mold.

The rice noodles became more and more, gradually piling up into small hills. Only after all the rice noodles were sieved did he use a wooden scraper to spread the rice noodles evenly.

After the rice flour is smoothed, sprinkle some dried osmanthus flowers lightly on the rice flour and cover it with a layer of plastic wrap. Be gentle as if you are afraid of waking up the lightly sleeping rice flour.

At this time, the water in the pot has boiled, and the osmanthus honey on the side is also thick enough. After turning off the fire of the osmanthus honey, gently place the rice noodles on the grate on the boiling water pot.

Put the lid on the pot, and only time can complete the subsequent transformation.

While Abraham was still busy, Wang Fan had already stopped. He had nothing to prepare at this time. He just had to wait for the rice noodles to complete their gorgeous transformation in the steam, trim the shape and sprinkle a little osmanthus syrup on them.

His leisurely look really made the audience anxious.

"Boss Wang, move! Don't just stand there! Your opponent is still working diligently."

"There must be some details that have not been taken care of. Boss Wang, please think about it quickly and make sure you don't miss any details."

"Is this step so simple? Why do I feel like I can do it myself?"

"Although I want to scold you, I feel like I can also..."

"How can something with such simple steps be delicious?"

The confidence that Wang Fan had built up for the audience yesterday disappeared when he suddenly relaxed.

Because something that is easy to make does not necessarily taste bad, but something that is difficult to make must taste good!
This looks like something I can do, but who can believe that it tastes good?
Chen Guomin stared at Wang Fan and Abraham with a frown on his face. The desserts made by the two were not fancy at all. It was purely a competition of the most basic skills.

The simpler something is, the easier it is to tell the winner from the loser, and the simpler the production steps are, the easier it is to tell the quality from the bad.

He believed that Wang Fan was strong enough, but he shouldn't be so careless, right? I have no objection to you making osmanthus cake, you can at least add some purple sweet potato or jujube paste!

Just using the simplest rice flour, lotus root powder and osmanthus, do you have the confidence to beat a Michelin chef?
Chen Guomin did not lack confidence in Wang Fan, but rather lacked confidence in the simplest osmanthus cake made by Wang Fan.

Is this most basic dessert really suitable for use in competitions?
But as a judge, he had no way to communicate with Wang Fan at this time, and the competition was almost halfway through. What would it matter even if he said it?

Forget it, just believe that young man.

But if you can win this round, I would really consider taking you as my disciple!
It is important for people to know themselves. In any case, Chen Guomin felt that even if you put a knife to his neck, he would not be able to make an osmanthus cake that could beat the Opera House cake.

As time passed, the aroma of rice in the steamer gradually became stronger, and Wang Fan's state switched from comfort to seriousness in an instant.

His nostrils moved slightly, and even the slightest change in the smell could not escape his sense of smell.

"Click."

After turning off the steamer, Wang Fan did not rush to open the lid, but waited quietly for a while.

Lift the lid of the pot, the thick mist dissipates, carefully take out the mold tray, and place it on the workbench as gently as a goose feather falling into water.

At this time, the plastic wrap was full of steam and water droplets. The slightest vibration might cause them to drip onto the osmanthus cake below, which was something Wang Fan would never allow to happen.

Pinch the two corners of the plastic wrap and peel it off gently until the water droplets don't react.

Wang Fan was very satisfied with the rich rice aroma and the barely perceptible moisture when he gently fanned the pastry with his hands.

The next scene that appears before the audience makes them want to hold their heads and shout "Incredible" at the same time.

Synchronicity! And it's perfect synchronization!

Abraham was trimming the edges of the opera house cake, and Wang Fan was trimming the edges of the osmanthus cake.

Not only was the timing consistent between the two, but even the location and angle of the cuts were exactly the same!
If you don’t know, you might think it’s some special mirror that causes the two people to look different.

"What's happening here?"

"I think I'm blind. Can someone poke it for me to see if it's still there?"

"These two are performing a mime in front of me, right?" "Is this Hatake Abe or Van Kakashi?"

Not to mention the audience, even the three knowledgeable judges were extremely confused at this moment.

I have been in this industry for decades and have participated in countless competitions, big and small, but I have never seen such a scene!

"Hey Hey……"

Looking at the scene in the camera, only a group of students from Kainan University showed innocent smiles and laughed childishly.

"This Abraham is really amazing. He actually followed every step exactly the same, even the timing was almost the same."

"Qianqian is really amazing. She even noticed this little habit of his."

"I think Boss Wang is the real deal. Even if other people knew Abraham's habit, what good would it do? Can you control your rhythm exactly like him?"

"That's right. I can't see any disharmony in this synchronization. It's really like looking in a mirror."

Professor Liu looked at Wang Fan, who was calm and composed, and could only sigh in his heart, "Pervert."

Some people are born to work in a certain field, but there is always a small group of people who can make everyone else feel embarrassed to eat that same bowl of rice.

Wang Fan is undoubtedly such a person.

"With his absolute control of his body, his superb sense of smell and taste, and his ability to learn, he's a natural-born chef if not a police dog."

Zhuo Qianqian asked Professor Liu with some confusion, "Teacher, what exactly is the purpose of this step? It seems that the boss's actions won't affect the judges' judgment, nor the opponent's state, right?"

Professor Liu smiled faintly. "In the art of war, attacking the heart is better than attacking the city; psychological warfare is better than physical warfare. Let the bullets fly for a while."

Her eyes were not on Abraham, but followed the camera to the remaining four French players who looked shocked.

The bullet was not aimed at Abraham.

In fact, Abraham's attention was completely focused and he didn't notice the situation around him at all. He was also completely unaware of what Wang Fan had synchronized with him.

But when he looked up at Wang Fan, he found that Wang Fan was also looking up at him.

He smiled at Wang Fan in a friendly manner. This was a powerful opponent worthy of respect.

Wang Fan also smiled at Abraham. People who make delicious food seriously are also worthy of respect.

Durand and the other three French players felt like thousands of horses were galloping in their hearts at this moment. The mysterious East has always been demonized by foreign media, and countless witchcrafts about the East began to swirl in their minds.

Although they thought it was pure nonsense, everything that had just happened before their eyes still caused a ripple in their originally calm hearts.

This is exactly the effect Professor Liu wants.

She knew that Wang Fan was under tremendous pressure. If he lost, there would be no suspense in this dessert competition. It could be said that one foot was already on the edge of the cliff.

But his opponents are different. They have a huge psychological advantage. How can he not let them bear the same psychological burden?
This is what we call fair competition!

Wang Fan didn't know the twists and turns here, but he knew that his girlfriend and those Kainan students would not harm him. He would just follow their instructions as long as it didn't affect the making of his desserts.

It would be fine if the two desserts were made at the same time, but what’s even more weird is that there are two desserts in front of us that are cut into exactly the same shape!

The three judges were at a loss for words, and they all felt like they had a swear word in their hearts but didn't know whether to say it or not.

As the winner of the previous game, Wang Fan still had the privilege of choosing whose dessert to eat first, and he chose his own without hesitation.

Felix, Chen Guomin and Allen each got a piece of osmanthus cake.

The rectangular osmanthus cake has sharp edges and corners. On the pure white cake body, some golden osmanthus flowers are scattered on it. It looks simple yet has an inexplicable sense of elegance.

The rich aroma of rice and the sweet fragrance of osmanthus rush into the nasal cavity, which really makes people salivate.

but……

Can something so simple really be delicious?
With doubts, the three judges put the osmanthus cake to their mouths and took a light bite.

"Ok?"

Almost at the same time, the three judges exclaimed in surprise.

Looking at the same osmanthus cake in disbelief, the three judges actually opened their mouths and took a big bite of it.

"Um?!"

This time the exclamations were obviously higher, and the eyes of the three judges were wide open.

This sudden reaction left the audience confused.

"What are these three people doing? Isn't it just osmanthus cake? I eat it every day, but I don't think it's that delicious."

"You don't think it's delicious, but you still eat it every day?"

"It's just a habit. Even if I liked eating it, I wouldn't make such a startled noise. Why do you look so ignorant?"

Zhang Tao was also a little confused. He felt that there was something wrong with the way today's game unfolded. He had a strong feeling of being surrounded by conspiracy.

Besides, it's okay that the other two judges were surprised by the dessert because they had never tasted it, but Mr. Chen, as a master of Chinese desserts, why are you so surprised?
Were you also in sync with those two judges?
Chen Guomin now wanted to grab Wang Fan by the collar and ask him how this osmanthus cake was made, but he just exclaimed twice, thinking there was really nothing to be surprised about.

Felix murmured to himself as he ate, "Unbelievable! How did he do that? How could a small piece of pastry be made so... so..."

“Just right!”

Chen Guomin said the second half of what Felix was about to say.

"As you can see, the entire process of making this cake by contestant Wang Fan is incredibly simple, but this precisely highlights his unparalleled basic skills. The flavor of this osmanthus cake is light and pleasant, but the texture is amazing."

As he spoke, he broke open the osmanthus cake in his hand and unfolded it in front of the camera: "Look, the moment this osmanthus cake enters your mouth, you can feel its perfect elasticity, delicateness, moisture, and softness. This is the first time I've tasted a dessert with such a perfect texture."

(End of this chapter)