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Chapter 613 - The representative of Northeastern desserts - Bird's Nest Snow Bean Paste
After Wang Fan fished out the lard residue, he ignored it and blew up a balloon.

Then he turned off the fire, dipped something from the pot with chopsticks, and quickly smeared it on the balloon.

The camera kept zooming in, and the audience finally saw the transparent silk thread attached to the balloon.

Zhang Tao watched Wang Fan's movements and laughed, "Boss Wang's current moves give me a sense of déjà vu. It seems like Fernando performed the same moves in the first match."

"That's true. That contestant's territory is pretty good, but he's a bit too arrogant. He actually wants to defeat Boss Wang with just this thing."

"But why is Boss Wang doing this? Using magic to defeat magic?"

"They seem a little different. The French competitor's are in sheets, but Boss Wang's are all made of thin threads wrapped in circles."

"Isn't this a plate? It should be used for plating, right?"

After watching the five games yesterday, the audience has gained some understanding of the exquisiteness of desserts.

Wang Fan wrapped the sugar thread around the balloon in circles. Soon it was wrapped densely, and half of the balloon was wrapped in the sugar thread.

But he still didn't give up, but continued to wrap it in circles until it was three or four centimeters thick, then he finally stopped.

While the icing is still fresh, flip the balloon over and gently press it onto the icing on the tray.

After pressing down slightly to create a flat surface at the bottom of the candy thread, he released his hand that was pinching the mouth of the balloon.

"puff……"

The balloon deflated quickly, with the sound of "crackling" and "crackling" constantly heard. Some of the sugar threads inside the base broke as the balloon deflated, which really made the audience feel distressed.

"It can't be a failure, right?"

"That shouldn't be the case, right? Logically speaking, this is the same as candied sweet potatoes. There's no reason why Boss Wang wouldn't know how to do it."

"I don't think it will have much of an impact. After all, it's so thick that even a small break won't have any impact at all."

"I'm afraid it will completely break apart."

What the audience worried about naturally did not happen. Only some of the sugar threads on the innermost layer broke, which did not affect the shape of the entire base.

After completing this step, he looked at the time and saw that there were still twenty minutes left. He actually stopped all movements and just stood there waiting for time to pass.

The dessert he made was none other than the famous Northeastern dish - Snow Mian Red Bean Paste. It is said that this was Emperor Qianlong's favorite dessert. After the imperial chef returned to his hometown in Northeast China, this dish took root in Northeast China.

If you don't know what to eat in Northeast China but are afraid of eating pre-prepared dishes, then ordering a dish of snow-white bean paste is a good choice.

This dish requires a long time to prepare, so basically no restaurant will make it at lunch or dinner time, except for the little princesses in the south.

A sweet word of "brother" would make both the boss and the chef very happy to make arrangements.

However, restaurants usually make basic versions, while Wang Fan makes the supreme upgraded plus version, which most people cannot afford.

Most Chinese dishes should be eaten hot. Snow-coated bean paste tastes hot or cold, but Wang Fan’s dish is special, so he must ensure that it is still hot when it is served to the judges.

Ugh, hot dishes, desserts! Hot desserts!

After complaining about his inaccurate choice of words, Wang Fan estimated the time and turned on the stove again.

A light blue flame rose, and the lard after filtering out the residue was put into the pot, and soon a rich aroma of oil wafted into the air.

Many oils can be used as base oil for frying, but the rich aroma of lard is unmatched by any other oil.

Moreover, lard is mostly saturated fatty acids, which are more stable at high temperatures, less likely to produce harmful substances, and taste healthier.

But frying in lard also has a disadvantage, which is that if you are not careful, the snow-coated bean paste will turn into golden-coated bean paste.

Wang Fan tried hard to control the oil temperature with one hand. 120 degrees is the ideal temperature. If the temperature is too low, the food will not be cooked through and will collapse easily. If the temperature is even slightly higher, the food will change color.

In the bowl on the right was the cream he had just prepared, and on the plate next to it were red bean paste balls coated with starch. He picked up the red bean paste balls and rolled them in the cream, then slightly trimmed the shape on the edge of the bowl and put them into a 120-degree oil pan.

Wang Fan put a total of six into the pot. In order to maintain the perfect temperature, six was the limit. There were only three judges anyway, so two was just right for each judge.

"Hiss..."

There will be no popping sound at the oil temperature of 120 degrees. The sound of fine bubbles reaches Wang Fan's ears, allowing him to clearly know the state of the snow-white bean paste at this moment.

Starch is added to the cream, which begins to harden and take shape under the action of the oil temperature, and a rich milky aroma begins to waft.

When the fragrance reached a threshold, Wang Fan used the colander in his hand to scoop out three pieces of snow-soft bean paste and then used chopsticks to put them into the base of the bird's nest he had just made.

This is not over yet. In the pot on the other side, white sugar is still being heated on low heat. Pick up the chopsticks again, dip them in the white sugar syrup, and draw circles on the snow-soft bean paste. Soon, layers of fine sugar threads wrap up the three plump snow-soft bean pastes.

However, the top layer is much thinner than the base. Through the dense sugar threads, you can still see the snow-white shape of the snow-soft bean paste inside.

However, the audience did not see the last scene. Zhang Tao, the sixth brother, had already signaled the cameraman to zoom out. The audience could only see Wang Fan busying himself, but they had no idea what he was busy with.

"This crappy camera! It's really driving me crazy!"

"This is the ultimate battle, can you win? Come on, Boss Wang, all of us in Jiaodong want you to win!"

"I have a rough idea of ​​what Boss Wang is making. It should be our Northeastern specialty - snow-white bean paste. It just feels much more refined than what we have in restaurants here."

"Huh? Using a dessert you can find in restaurants to compare with the masterpiece of a three-star Michelin chef? Isn't that a bit too arrogant?"

"Suddenly I had a bad feeling."

There is no swordplay or fistfighting in the duel between pastry chefs, but only a race against time and the chefs' understanding of their own work.

As Zhang Tao announced "time's up", Wang Fan and Durand covered their desserts with their plates at the same time.

Only then did they both breathe a sigh of relief.

As long as the lid on the plate wasn't closed, the competition wasn't over yet, and nerves were on edge. Now, waiting for the judges' comments wasn't so difficult for them. After all, they both believed they had given their best. Man proposes, God disposes; they just had to do their best and leave the rest to fate.

Zhang Tao walked up to the judges' table and smiled as he asked Wang Fan, "This is the final match. After this round, the final champion will be determined. So, let me ask you one last time—as the winner of the previous round, Wang Fan, whose dessert do you want the judges to taste first this round?"

Wang Fan said, "Then please have my dessert first, Mr. Judge."

Before he finished speaking, the camera lens instantly focused on Wang Fan's plate of dessert.

Alan placed his hand on the lid of the dinner plate, and the audience at the scene and those watching the live broadcast fell silent.

The mall general manager's finger hovered over the mouse, and the moment the plate lid was lifted, he decisively pressed the mouse.

“Thump, thump, thump…thump, thump…”

I don't know who originally played this background music, but who doesn't have a childhood? I'm in my thirties now, and I grew up watching these anime.

In the past, he always wondered whether there was any food in reality that could match this background music. Until the dessert competition these two days, when he saw the various desserts made by Wang Fan, who was even more talented than the Little Chef, he already had the answer in his heart.

I hope this final battle work will not disappoint me!
As the background music sounded, the camera lens zoomed in again. This time there was no thick smoke, but the scene presented to the audience still shocked them so much that they forgot to speak.

Glowing cuisine!

The moment the lid of the dinner plate was lifted, the scene in front of the camera went from dark to bright, and tiny dots of light kept flashing in front of the camera.

The silver and golden spots of light kept changing, making everyone immersed in this dreamy and beautiful scenery.

The audience reacted and rubbed their eyes in disbelief.

what is this?
Did you install ambient lighting on your dessert?
Could it be that the glowing food has come into reality?
Are you playing with special effects in real life? And you've been playing with them since the beginning!

You are clearly playing magic in the name of making desserts. I have tolerated you for a long time!
The audience didn't know where to start complaining, as Wang Fan's dessert creations were constantly challenging their cognitive limits.

But this time the audience really blamed Wang Fan wrongly, because he himself didn't know how such a thing happened.

"It's the fill light. I don't know if the camera angle was intentional or just a coincidence, but the camera, the dessert, and the fill light formed a straight line. The fill light is naturally very bright, and the sugar threads on the dessert are very smooth and delicate, which created this dotted effect."

Professor Liu keenly sensed the problem.

In order to facilitate filming, there was indeed a fill light behind the judges' seats, but it was unexpected that this would greatly help Wang Fan's dessert.

Even though Alan had completely opened the lid of the plate, the snow-soft bean paste in front of him, with fine sugar threads wrapped around it in circles, covering a few snow-white chubby meatballs like a bird's nest, and there were also tiny stars of light flashing constantly.

Durand had already opened his eyes as wide as he could. This was a scene he had never seen before.

Alan was also convinced at this moment. This magical Oriental man was really constantly giving him surprises. He really wanted to drag him to France so that he could own another three-star restaurant.

Alan was ready to think carefully about what conditions would seduce Wang Fan.

But there are more important things to do right now.

Pick up the spoon and hit the bird's nest sugar thread that looks like a work of art with a ruthless knock, and a crack will appear on the snow-soft bean paste.

Pick up one and put it under your nose to smell. There is a light aroma of red bean paste in the rich sugary taste, and there seems to be a faint meaty aroma that constantly stimulates your taste buds.

Chen Guomin and Felix also picked up a piece of plump snow-soft bean paste, put it to their mouths and took a gentle bite.

"Click..."

The soft and crisp sound did not ring in the ears, but directly in the mind, making people even doubt whether the sound existed.

The perfect control of heat makes the crust of this dessert just reach the critical point of crispness. When you bite it, you can feel the crispness without the hardness of crispy crust.

It seemed that in an instant, the crispy texture turned into a cloud-like softness.

"!"

Just one bite, before they even tasted the red bean paste inside, there was already a big exclamation mark in the heads of the three judges.

The taste is so unique, so unique that it seems like I have never eaten it before in my life.

The texture between crispy and soft is so addictive.

Unable to wait to take another bite, the three judges couldn't help but smile sweetly at the soft and sweet bean paste.

When people eat, the first part of the tongue that comes into contact with food is often the tip of the tongue, and the tip of the tongue is most sensitive to sweetness. When a sweet taste reaches a person's heart, a smile will naturally appear on his face.

The crust prepared by Wang Fan was not particularly sweet, but it was like a feather falling into the lake of the heart, gently tickling the fragile nerves of the three people. The smile was no longer under their control, it was the brain's affirmation of the sweetness.

The snow bean paste was only the size of an egg. The three judges took two small bites, only eating less than half of it, but they swallowed the rest of it in the third bite.

The three of them couldn't wait to take a bite, and then their eyes widened immediately.

As soon as the remaining part entered their mouths, the three of them couldn't help but eat it with relish. However, the moment their teeth just pierced the bean paste, they felt a sweet juice suddenly gushing out, and even Felix had a trace of dark red at the corner of his mouth.

Without bothering to wipe it off, Felix quickly swallowed hard, swallowing the extremely sweet syrup into his stomach.

It was sweet and smooth, with a thick texture but no graininess. A refreshing sugarcane flavor told him that it was brown sugar water, but its taste was so mellow and sweet. Even after swallowing it, he could still feel a faint sweetness in his throat. This was a sweetness he had never tasted before!

Felix impatiently picked up another one with chopsticks. This time he didn't eat it, but just held it in his hand. The temperature of the snow bean paste had dropped a little and was no longer hot. He held a corner of the snow bean paste with one hand and quickly tore it off with the other hand.

Chen Guomin and Allen looked at him in surprise, and the camera lens had turned to him.

The plump white outer skin of the snow-white bean paste in his hand was torn open, revealing the rosy red bean paste inside. This result did not seem to satisfy him, so he pinched the bean paste with a little force.

"Wave……"

(End of this chapter)