The beans were steamed, and Zhang Zhen added some nuts to them.
Then while weighing, add an appropriate amount of all-purpose flour and glutinous rice flour.
After stirring evenly, Zhang Zhen said to Fu Yu: "Xiao Fu, come here, help me make the dumplings."
Making dumplings is a streamlined job.
The size and weight of the dumplings can be measured directly. As long as the weight is the same and the shape of the dumplings is rounded, it is fine.
However, it looks simple, but when you actually make the dumplings, you will find that because the beans are not peeled, the round appearance cannot be guaranteed at all, especially the eight-treasure sticky bean buns at the Music Restaurant, which do not need to be wrapped in glutinous rice flour. , directly exposing all the fillings.
This will test the chef's skills.
Zhang Zhen pinched very carefully, and controlled the intensity of the pressure with his palms and fingertips very strictly.
Fu Yu was affected and corrected his attitude. He turned his hands while holding his breath. He was afraid that he was not strong enough and the dumplings would not be shaped, but he was also afraid that if he was too strong, the dumplings would change shape.
This really tests the awareness of strength and control of the hands.
Zhang Zhen quickly made a dumpling and placed it on the plate.
Fu Yu also pinched one and put it down.
But then, Fu Yu discovered a problem.
Because of the difference in hand strength, although the proportions of ingredients used in the dumplings made by him and Zhang Zhen were exactly the same, there were obvious differences in size.
The dumplings made by Zhang Zhen were very large and very round. All the bean skins were firmly pressed and the appearance looked smooth.
The dumplings he made were obviously smaller in size, and the tofu skin was raised in two places, making it look like a crude imitation.
"Oh, it's pretty fast!"
Fu Yu turned around when he heard the voice and saw a middle-aged man wearing a chef's uniform. He was not tall but very fat. He smiled before speaking and looked very pleasant.
This man had a very distinctive appearance, so Fu Yu knew at a glance that he had not seen him before.
Zhang Zhen said with a smile: "Oh, the skills I had before have been returned to the master long ago."
After speaking, he introduced: "This is the chef from Qianlima who came to help with the cooking, Fu Yu."
"This is our receptionist here, Ren Mingqing."
Fu Yu hurriedly said hello: "Hello, Chef Ren."
Ren Mingqing said with a smile: "I've heard for a long time that the boss brought a handsome guy over to help with the cooking. I finally met him in person. Hello, hello!"
As he spoke, Ren Mingqing's eyes fell on the two eight-treasure sticky bean buns on the plate.
"Can't you pinch this?"
Ren Mingqing frowned and looked up at Zhang Zhen: "Your technique is really backward. Look, there are fingerprints on it!"
Fu Yu's face was filled with embarrassment. He was about to explain that he had kneaded the uglier one when he saw that Ren Mingqing was pointing at the dumpling that Zhang Zhen had kneaded.
Fu Yu: "!"
Zhang Zhen was not annoyed at being laughed at, and said with a smile: "If I hadn't given my skills back to the master, I wouldn't have had an interview case in nearly ten years... Sigh, this skill really doesn't last a day. You can’t even practice!”
After saying that, his voice changed: "Hey, you're here just in time. Come on, guide us again. The red case and the white case are really different. They are separated by lines like mountains!"
Ren Mingqing took the disposable gloves and put them on and started to demonstrate.
Since the Babao Sticky Bean Buns at the Music Restaurant are a staple food, they will be plated according to the number of guests per table. If there are ten people on a table, ten will be steamed on one plate.
Ren Mingqing skillfully dug out a piece of bean paste from the basin, weighed it in the palm of his hand, removed some with his fingers, weighed it again, then quickly closed his palms and started making dumplings.
His palms were kneading very quickly, and the ten fingers of his hands were kneading and shaping the shape as if they were playing on a keyboard.
Fu Yu was stunned by this smooth technique.
To put it bluntly, the white case is the same as the red case. If you want to truly strive for excellence and do your best, you must rely on a combination of talent and hard work.
Ren Mingqing quickly kneaded the dumplings and put them on the plate.
It's round and obviously a bit bigger than Zhang Zhentuan.
Except for their size, at first glance, the two dumplings are actually similar in appearance.
But after comparison, it’s up to the layman to look at the size and the expert to see the details.
Ren Mingqing is a good noodle chef and a good teaching master.
After finishing the first dumpling, he made another one.
This time, while kneading the dumplings, he gave verbal instructions: "The most important thing when kneading dumplings is the strength of your hands. If you squeeze them too tightly, they will become too small and the weight will appear thin when placed on the plate. Sticky bean buns themselves are not a luxury ingredient. Can find ways to improve the taste and appearance.”
"In terms of weight, if you are not confident about the feel of your hand, it is best to weigh it first. When pinching, your fingers must match the force of your palm, like this..."
Ren Mingqing put the dough he had kneaded on the plate and instructed Zhang Zhen and Fu Yu to make the dumplings.
Fu Yu knew that he had squeezed too hard just now, so he relaxed his strength this time and kneaded with his fingertips and palms in a similar manner.
Zhang Zhen finished it first. After careful observation, it was indeed much better than before.
Fu Yu finished it half a minute later.
As soon as he put the dumplings on the plate, an electronic alert suddenly sounded in his ears:
【Ding! Reward for the title of Chef Rising Star: Congratulations on obtaining NPC Chef Ren Qingming’s personal skill: Noodle Counter Touch Control (Intermediate)]
Fu Yu's movements were stagnant.
[Controlling the feel of the noodle table: When making large quantities of pasta and banquet snacks, control of the feel is crucial to the weight and shape of the ingredients. With this personal skill, you can have intermediate hand control and be able to better prepare various pastas according to customer needs. This personal skill is applicable to all interview work...]
Fu Yu's eyes lit up!
He unexpectedly obtained Ren Mingqing's personal skills.
This title of rising chef star is so awesome!
[Control the feel of the face case]
This skill is a great treasure, and it’s at the intermediate level once you get it!
Will he be able to go sideways in interviews from now on?
Pinch whatever you want.
Dumplings, wontons, cakes, cookies...
No, we can’t stop at the intermediate level.
If he could be promoted to a senior level, he might have another way out in the future.
Whether it's opening a noodle shop or a dessert shop, isn't it easy?
Thinking of this, Fu Yu's eyes towards Ren Mingqing became a little fiery without realizing it.
Ren Mingqing checked the two finished products on the plate.
Needless to say, Zhang Zhen already had the foundation. With a few pointers, he slowly caught up.
On the other hand, Chef Fu is obviously a novice, but quite talented.
The size of the dumpling was still a bit undercooked due to lack of strength, but the technique used to shape the dumpling was quite decent.
For new interviewees, the requirements cannot be too high.
Ren Mingqing has a good personality, and the people under his opponents always encourage him first and encourage him secondly.
Ren Mingqing opened his mouth and said: "Fu Chu is very good at making dumplings. He has made great progress..."
He raised his head and met Fu Yu's eyes.
Ho!
Ren Mingqing's heart skipped a beat when she was stared at by Fu Yu's hot gaze.
This is......
Fu Yu was eager to show off his new skills and said proactively: "Chef Ren, could you please give me some pointers?"
Ren Mingqing: "...of course."
Fu Yu reached out and dug out another piece of bean paste and weighed it according to Ren Mingqing's technique.
It's amazing!
He could actually clearly feel that the weight in his hand was not enough, just a little bit worse.
So I dug out another small piece, added it, and weighed it again.
Just right this time.
Hands clasped together, kneading.
The fingertips pressed quickly and skillfully.
soon.
A dumpling was kneaded and placed on the plate.
Fu Yu deliberately placed the newly kneaded dumpling next to the one Ren Mingqing had kneaded before.
Hatchback comparison.
Whether it’s size, smoothness, or even the processing of details…
Exactly the same!
Ren Mingqing: "..."
Get closer and take a closer look.
Ren Mingqing's eyes slowly widened...
Can't close my mouth...
Damn it?
This mom is a genius!
Ren Mingqing turned around, raised his eyebrows high, and looked at Zhang Zhen with questioning eyes:? ? ?
Zhang Zhen blinked, picked up two dumplings and looked at them closely. After a while, he looked at Ren Mingqing, his eyes full of:! ! !
Silent communication, but connected minds!
This kid is definitely pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger!
If he hadn't studied interviewing and practiced for ten or eight years, he would be able to have this skill, I'd be damned...
Ren Mingqing looked at Fu Yu and froze for the next second.
The young man in front of him was probably in his early twenties at most.
How can a chef's red case come from ten years or eight years of bad case experience!
This is totally a gift from God!
People are born with the talent to lead white cases!
Ren Mingqing finally understood this time why Fu Yu looked at him with that burning gaze just now.
This is clearly a look that is eager to learn!
A thousand-mile horse often exists, but a bole does not always exist!
When Ren Mingqing looked at Fu Yu again, his eyes became full of enthusiasm!
