Chapter 1550
Chapter 1550: Three spring buns
Many of the famous chefs in the group that Manfeld could not see started to reply.
[Of course, I also received an invitation, but as you know, my wife and I went on a honeymoon, so there’s no other way. After all, I still need to maintain my relationship.] Andy, a chef from France who had attended the Auguste banquet, had also used an emoji from China when he sent this message. It was a helpless expression.
[That’s what I should do. I’m also attending a cooking seminar and I’m the main participant. I really can’t leave, so I can only apologize to head chef Yuan.] The one who said this was a one star Michelin chef from the United States, ofre.
[What a coincidence. I’m also attending a cooking seminar.]
“Oh, yes, I’m attending my sister’s third wedding, so I really can’t leave.”
These people who replied one after another were all very serious. If someone who was not in the know saw this, they would really think that these people had received an invitation. Ogyust did not want to say anything and even rolled his eyes.
However, all of this was no longer important, because they soon had no time to discuss this. Mother Yang’s live broadcast had already started, or rather, Yuan Zhou had already started cooking. All of them turned their attention to her.
It wasn’t appropriate to call it “cooking.” It should be said that they were starting to make steamed buns. That’s right, apart from the drinks that had just been served, the first dish was really steamed buns.
In the video, Yuan Zhou was dressed in the Han Chinese clothing. He slightly lowered his head and his slender hands almost left afterimages on the screen.
What was clear were the White and chubby steamed buns that appeared in the rows of bamboo steamers beside Yuan Zhou’s hand.
However, Yuan Zhou’s actions were not so monotonous. After he wrapped about 40 steamers, he would stop and move the steamer in front of him to the stove at the side.
The noisy banquet hall gradually disappeared with Yuan Zhou’s Swift movements. Everyone looked at Yuan Zhou’s movements that were as smooth as floating clouds and flowing water with a little surprise.
Except for the regular customers Jiang Changxi, Wu Hai, Ling Hong and Manion, it was the first time for the rest of them to see Yuan Zhou cook. Even the Huaiyang cuisine master hang Tian and the Lu cuisine master who had come to talk to Yuan Zhou before were seeing Yuan Zhou cook at his full speed for the first time.
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Chu Xiao and Zhou Shijie were not counted as they were busy explaining to these people.
After rimming the edge and steaming it, the first batch of soup dumplings was ready in about ten minutes.
The small green steamers were about the size of a homely round plate. Yuan Zhou carried the steamers that were half the height of a person down effortlessly and then put them on the tray at the side quickly.
Every time a steamer was placed, a beautiful waitress would immediately take it away. This first steamer was naturally served to the politicians.
The Thailand Prince was very experienced. He didn’t make any small talk as soon as he brought it over. He directly picked up the chopsticks and started eating.
This made the Vice President of Vietnam, who wanted to say a few words, a little embarrassed. It was his first time here and he didn’t know the rules. Should he start eating or say a few words to respond to Ying Ying Jing?
In the end, it was the Chinese leader, who was the host, who couldn’t stand it anymore. He put down his chopsticks and slowly said,””Hurry up and eat. This is our country’s special bun. It’s not bad for breakfast.”
As soon as the Chinese leader spoke, someone immediately translated for the Vietnam Vice President. After hearing the translator’s words, the Vietnamese Vice President picked up his chopsticks and started eating.
The local and foreign leaders were the first to eat, while the second and third round were for the business and cooking industry big shots.
When they served the food to the tables of these people, the 4th and the 2nd food of the 1st batch were also served to the trays.
It could be said that apart from the political leaders, the rest of the people were enjoying the buns at almost the same time.
Only then did Yuan Zhou slightly dry his hands. After that, he picked up the microphone prepared at the side and said,””This is the first dish of the spring theme, the three spring buns.”
“The filling is made from Chinese scholar tree, Reed sprouts, spring bamboo shoots, and the pork plum from the autumn harvest and the spring slaughter. The outer skin of the bun is made from the freshly ground flour of the spring harvest wheat in the morning.” Yuan Zhou introduced the filling and skin of the three spring steamed bun in detail.
Yin ya translated it word by word carefully.
After Yuan Zhou finished his words, Zhou Shijie began to introduce the three spring steamed buns.
Zhou Shijie’s introduction was much more detailed than Yuan Zhou ‘s. It started from the origin of the steamed buns, the original history of things compiled by Gao Cheng in the Song Dynasty.”When Zhuge Liang went south, he drew human heads and offered them to the Emperor.” He repeated the different names of steamed buns in the north and south of modern China.
It was necessary to spread a wave of Chinese culture.
Then, he began to explain that the three spring steamed buns were made in the way of Jiangsu snacks, which was to season the fresh and fragrant yeast, highlight the main ingredients, pay attention to the original taste, fix the taste with saltiness, and enhance the freshness with sweetness.
Zhou Shijie’s mature voice was gentle and heavy. He spoke unhurriedly and didn’t affect the customers from tasting the steamed buns made by Yuan Zhou.
Therefore, those who didn’t understand what Zhou Shijie said were all seriously translating what he said.
As for Auguste, Manfeld, and Francis ‘table, Chu Xiao was translating with a cold voice.
Francis, a politician, did not join the group of politicians. Instead, he stayed by his good friend Auguste’s side.
Chu Xiao didn’t want to translate, but since it was Yuan Zhou’s dish, he had to serve it himself.
Manfeld, who was eating and listening, waited for the steam to dissipate before he picked up the spoon and directly flipped the bun into it.
The steamed buns in the small steamer were very small, about the size of loquats. Let’s put it this way. If Wu Hai were to eat them, he would be able to swallow five of them in one gulp.
That was why the bun could be flipped over on the spoon, and Manfeld raised the spoon to his mouth in this way.
As soon as the spoon came close to his mouth, the fragrance of wheat rushed into his nose, which made Manfeld raise his eyebrows, but he didn’t say anything and put the spoon into his mouth.
The soft dough skin was bitten open in an instant, and the stuffing inside was a little hot, but an extremely delicious and rich gravy gushed into his mouth.
“Hiss, it’s a little hot.” Manfred covered his mouth slightly, but he was not willing to spit it out.
Manfeld couldn’t help it. Because it was too fragrant, he chewed faster. The dumpling skin was wrapped in the filling and the soup seeped into the skin, and the bun slowly became less hot.
At this time, Manfeld chewed and swallowed again. The taste of the pork’s rich oil droplets, the freshness and tenderness of the bamboo shoots, and the crisp and sweet Reed sprouts perfectly solved the greasy feeling of the pork, leaving only the rich aroma of gravy.
After swallowing it, the fragrance of Sophora flowers still remained in his mouth. When he slightly pursed his lips, he could even smell the fragrance of flour. It could be said to be very delicious.
“Oh, it’s like I’ve just taken a bite of tender grass and eaten a handful of golden wheat. It’s so fragrant.” Francis swallowed the bun in two mouthfuls and couldn’t help but say with a satisfied expression.
“...” Chu Xiao indicated that he didn’t want to discuss the adjectives of ‘delicious’ with a politician.
Auguste, who was at the side, said with a smile,””Although this description is very rough, it’s very accurate. This dish is the taste of spring wrapped in golden wheat.”
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[Ps: Happy April Fool’s Day, my friends.]