He shyly said hello to Mr. Ma and the socially fearful sister Damai, and left.
As soon as this guy left, Hu Youyu made a "tsk, tsk" sound, then looked at the direction in which the guy walked out with disgust, and said: "This guy, when he was with us just now, was still serious, but when he saw Sister Damai, he was so serious.
You are so shy, who can you show off to?"
"Sister Damai, I tell you, you must be careful of this kind of man when you go out."
"Haha." Damai sneered directly, don't you know what impression you give everyone? You also want me to be careful about others...
Hu Youyu helped get the things and went to the bar. He still had to go to work so he could come back for dinner in the evening.
Mr. Ma went into the kitchen and took a look. After confirming that he didn't need help, he went to meditate on the futon.
After helping to bring the things to the restaurant, Damai looked at the large bucket of milk. He was a little curious and asked: "Brother Wen Tao, what do you want to do with so much milk? Are you going to make a milk fan?"
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"How is that possible?" Zhang Wentao shook his head speechlessly. Could it be that this guy got addicted to helping out last time?
However, Damai's move reminded him that it would be better to make the cake first. Although the ricotta cheesecake can be eaten directly, it also tastes good if refrigerated.
As for the rest, according to the time Nana and the others came back last time, there was still time to wait until the cake was finished.
After washing his hands and cleaning the pot for boiling milk, Zhang Wentao tied up his apron and turned on the stove, put the pot on, and asked Barley to bring the milk and pour it directly.
When it reaches about half way, about 3 liters, while the milk is not boiling yet, turn to low heat and simmer steadily.
Add a little rose salt and wait until the milk on top becomes foamy, then turn off the heat immediately.
I took a lemon, cut it in half, picked out the seeds inside with a spoon, squeezed the lemon juice in, and then looked at my watch.
"Brother Wen Tao, what is this?"
"cake."
"Then let me prepare the flour for you."
"No, just take a look. This is very simple. You can do it when you have time."
In about ten minutes, the milk gradually began to solidify. After preparing gauze for filtering in another basin, Zhang Wentao carefully scooped out the solidified milk lumps with a spoon and placed them inside.
Then while waiting for a while, I washed 2 lemons and found a peeling tool.
"This tastes similar to what Aunt Baoping gave us that day, but it's a little sour."
Barley, who was standing aside and observing carefully, tasted a small piece of solidified cheese and said with a smile.
"Actually, the truth is similar. By the way, Damai, do you remember where you put the brandy last time?" Zhang Wentao prepared what he would need next and asked Damai sideways.
"Remember, I'll get it for you. What, Brother Wen Tao, do you want to take a sip?"
"No, I need it later."
Zhang Wentao looked at the other party with a dark look on his face. He was not an alcoholic, so how could he have a drink while cooking?
Grind the lemon peel on a peeler and sprinkle it on the resting milk.
Then I found a basin, beat 5 eggs, sprinkled in 150 grams of sugar, and started stirring quickly with an egg beater. This action should not be stopped, but should be beaten in one direction until it turns white.
"Do you know why I never make desserts?" Zhang Wentao complained to Damai while beating eggs.
"Brother Wen Tao, why are you doing this today?"
"Uh..." Zhang Wentao choked, how to explain this?
"Is it specially made for the three of us?" Damai was inexplicably moved. She saw Zhang Wentao's hand holding the egg beater and stirring rapidly, and she knew that this thing was not easy to make.
If it were him, he would never bother to do it. But now, he is preparing desserts for them after the meal.
If Sister Nana and Sister Hongdou knew about it, they would definitely be happy.
When it's done, I must take a photo and send it to them to see. I can't let Brother Wen Tao's hard work go in vain.
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"The cake made by Brother Wen Tao looks delicious!"
An hour later, Damai immediately took a photo of the cake that had just come out of the oven and shared it with her, Nana, and Hongdou’s group.
Nana, who was busy, heard the phone twitching, clicked on it and took a look: "Recotta cheesecake?!"
She had seen this cake in cooking books. It was an Italian cake. It didn't seem very difficult to make, but she had never tried it.
Xu Hongdou also heard the sound of her cell phone. Seeing that Nana had opened it and looked at it, she ignored it.
When she heard that she was making a cake, her reaction was not obvious.
Anyway, the other party is making delicious food, and her attraction to her is no longer as great as it used to be. What happened yesterday cannot be relieved by just sleeping.
After Nana put down her phone, she suddenly thought of a question, looked at Xu Hongdou and said:
"Hongdou, do you think we should call Mr. Xie? After all, he will invite everyone to BBQ tomorrow. Wouldn't it be inappropriate if we don't call him today?"
When she said this, Xu Hongdou also responded. She nodded and said, "It seems that I should call you, but..." Halfway through, she didn't know what to say.
Yesterday, after Zhang Wentao turned away and left, Xie Zhiyao's face didn't seem to be very good either.
If the two of them meet today, will they get into an argument because of what happened yesterday?
Probably not, after all, they are adults in their 30s.
"Well, why don't you ask Zhang Wentao, after all, he cooked the food." Xu Hongdou thought for a while and said.
"Hey, no need. We are so close to Mr. Xie's house. Didn't he come uninvited last time? Besides, Zhang Wentao is not a stingy person, right?"
Xu Hongdou was stunned for a moment. He was not a stingy person...
Yes, he is being petty, not stingy.
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The red wine beef stew Zhang Wentao made today was much taller than the one he gave to Madman before. Not only was the red wine authentic Burgundy, but he also planned to put a lot of thought into the presentation, instead of just fooling around like before.
Arrange everything you can and use.
Although this kind of technical thing is not difficult, it takes a lot of time, especially since he is more pursuing the final presentation effect and wants to achieve perfection. The diamond potatoes are cut into smaller sizes, and the prepared mushrooms are also smaller.
Pick out something smaller and smaller.
Watch him holding a small piece of potato and displaying his most exquisite knife skills.
Damai, who was helping out, held his breath and was careful not to speak, for fear of affecting the other party. It was not until he had done 30 pieces of five per person that he dared to express his opinion:
"This looks so difficult."
Zhang Wentao kept his head down and his neck was a little stiff. He twisted his neck and said, "Actually, compared with the carving techniques used in Chinese food, these are just basic techniques."
"Look, this potato is actually a geometric principle."
As he said that, he asked Da Mai to take a basin of water, and checked each diamond potato he had cut. After making sure there was no problem, he quickly put it in cold water.
Potatoes are very rich in nutrients and contain phenolic substances and oxidase. If the content is relatively rich, a chemical reaction will occur and the surface will turn black if exposed to the air for a long time.
After finishing this, he started to prepare mushroom flowers.
Small diamond potatoes are actually much more difficult to make than mushroom flowers, because carving mushroom flowers is a common processing method in French cooking, and it can be considered a basic skill.
As long as they master the skills through practice, many chefs of Zhang Wentao's level can chat while carving. The small diamond potatoes are a great test of the chef's knife strength.
But in the eyes of an outsider, and in Damai's eyes, Zhang Wentao picked up a mushroom and a knife, quickly rotated it for less than 10 seconds, and then carved a mushroom flower, which was very cool.
A freshly carved white mushroom flower looks like a freshly wrapped steamed bun.
Holding it in her hand, her mouth opened in surprise.