A mouthful of fried rice at a sky-high price, Old Tang apprenticed on the spot

Chapter 444 Fried Rice Crackers

Without heating up the oven, Li Yi just put the sesame seed cakes into the oven and let it continue cooking in the oven.

This step is to further expand the cake embryo and prepare the crust for subsequent baking.

Taking advantage of the time when the cake embryos were ready, Li Yi took out the overnight meal for making fried rice cakes.

He steamed these overnight meals yesterday and put them in the freezer. After one night of storage, the starch amorphous regions in the rice grains recrystallized and became distinct.

Seeing the plates of overnight rice, the sheep remembered something, and asked pleasantly, "Brother Yi, do you want to make fried rice?"

"It's for frying, but not for making fried rice."

Li Yi handed the rice to her: "Help me break up the rice."

The sheep took a rice spoon, and while beating the rice, he asked, "You don't cook fried rice, why do you have to steam so much overnight rice?"

"This is for fried rice cakes."

Li Yi said something casually.

"Fried rice cakes?"

The sheep thought about it for a while, and asked in confusion, "Is it rice fried rice? Or what?"

"No."

Li Yi explained: "This is a kind of snack in Guangdong Province, called fried rice cakes, also called powder crisps, New Year cakes.

It is to fry cooked rice until it is dry and crisp, then grind it into rice flour, mix it with fillings, and press it into rice cakes with molds. "

"And this kind of cake?"

The sheep was surprised: "This is the first time I've heard of it."

Not only was she surprised, some viewers from Guangdong Province in the live broadcast room were sending question marks.

"? I'm from Guangdong Province, why haven't I heard of it?"

"Rice cakes? Are they blind cakes? I live in Foshan. There is a kind of blind cakes here, which are made with glutinous rice flour."

"Fried rice cakes? Throw them away! Are they Longmen rice cakes? I haven't seen them for many years!"

"Is it Yangjiang Fried Rice Cake? It's one of the four big cakes in Guangdong Province. I used to eat it when I was a child. Wow! It's really hard enough, one piece of cake is enough for a day!"

"Wow! I didn't expect Brother Yi to make fried rice cakes! It's rare in my house!"

"Fried rice cakes are really delicious, crispy, salty and sweet, but you have to buy handmade ones, because the ones made by machine are really hard and unpalatable."

"I know the rice cakes! They are bought for Chinese New Year as gifts!"

"A friend in Maoming brought me this kind of rice cake. When I was a child, I really had nothing to eat. When I was hungry, even the pastry made by God was delicious.

It tastes much better now, and this kind of rice cake is really tasteless. "

"You have to know how to make rice cakes. If you don't know how to make rice cakes, it's really hard to eat. My grandma can make delicious fried rice cakes. After she passed away, I never ate such delicious fried rice cakes."

"The older the rice cakes, the better they taste. Let's see how Brother Yi makes them."

Under the curious attention of the audience, Li Yi poured the sheep's overnight meal into the pot, without adding oil, and started to stir fry it on a low heat.

Stir-fry the overnight cold rice from room temperature, as long as the temperature does not rise too fast, it is not easy to burn.

Li Yi didn't put any oil in, and he fried it leisurely, while patting the clumped rice balls with a spatula.

As he stir-fried, the rice in the pot gradually became looser.

The agglomerated rice balls were fried, and the rice in the whole pot became grains and began to swell slightly.

The rice grains that touched the bottom of the pot crackled, and gradually, the surface of the rice grains turned brown, which was completely fried.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Jinmai, who broke up the last overnight meal, smiled and asked, "Brother Yi, are you frying burnt rice?"

"Do you remember Jiao Mi?"

Li Yi smiled.

When he and Zhao Jinmai met for the first time, they made Guoguo a bowl of [Pearl Jade White Jade Soup], which used burnt rice.

"I remember too!"

Yang Shaoyue pointed to the rice grains in the pot and said, "[Pearl Jade White Jade Soup] Well! This is pearl."

Li Yi smiled and nodded: "Almost, this is also burnt rice, and it is better fried rice than uncooked rice. The effect of nourishing the stomach is better, but it takes more time and energy."

As he said that, he picked up a shovelful of rice grains that had been fried until they were browned, tilted the spatula, and the rice grains fell into the pot like a waterfall, making a sound like rain.

"almost."

He turned off the fire, picked up the pot, poured the burnt rice into a basin, and handed it to Wu Lei to grind it into rice noodles.

Seeing the sheep eager to try, he handed the spatula to the sheep: "Come and try?"

"Okay, then I'll give it a try."

Sheep took the spatula, followed Li Yi's example, poured a tray of overnight rice into the pot, and started to stir fry it.

Stir-frying burnt rice is not difficult, as long as you control the heat well and keep stirring, it is hard work.

Since the sheep is interested in learning, it is just right to let her try.

After handing the spatula to the sheep, Li Yi came to the oven.

The thousand-layer cake embryo has been cooked, and the thickness has doubled.

With this thickness, you can start baking.

After taking out the tray, Li Yi adjusted the temperature of the oven, the upper temperature was 250°C, and the lower temperature was 220°C. After preheating the temperature, he put the tray back.

Because the crust is too thin and the temperature is high, the biscuits cook quickly.

After being placed in the oven, the cake embryo expands at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After 10 minutes, the surface layer above the biscuits has a beautiful golden color.

After seeing the dough crisp, Li Yi opened the door of the oven.

As soon as the oven door was opened, a strong smell of butter mixed with the sweetness of honey and the aroma of flour surged out, quickly attracting everyone's attention.

"Butter Honey!"

Zhao Jinmai recognized the smell after just smelling it, shouted excitedly, and ran over quickly.

"That's the smell! It smells so good!"

She took a deep sniff and exclaimed: "No wonder Master Xuanzang likes to eat it, this cake smells so delicious!"

"Can I try one?"

Yang Shaoyue's voice came from behind, followed by her outstretched hand.

"Wait a minute, it's not good yet!"

Li Yi patted her hand away and reminded: "Aren't you afraid of being hot? Just out of the oven, it's more than 100 degrees!"

"It's okay, I'm a cold-blooded killer."

Yang Shaoyue put on a melancholy posture, folded his arms and sighed: "My heart, my hands, and my knife are already colder than ten thousand years of ice."

"..."

Li Yi couldn't keep up with her strange brain circuit, so he could only shake his head, and then turned over all the thousand-layer biscuits in the tray.

He turned the crust that was covered with sesame seeds before, face up, and turned it into the front.

The sesame seeds have been roasted until they are slightly yellow, and the aroma is mixed with butter and honey.

Put the tray back into the oven and bake for 5 minutes. Li Yi turned on the oven again. The aroma was three minutes stronger than before, and it exploded again.

This time, even Huang Xiaoming couldn't hold back, he came forward curiously, and asked in surprise, "Can there be such a fragrance?"

The audience and guests also put down their work one by one, gathered around the oven, and watched in amazement the freshly baked [Thousand-Layer Sesame Biscuits], which even Master Xuanzang couldn't hold back.

"There is a Buddha jumping over the wall in the soup, this cake should be called Buddha going to heaven."

Wu Lei suddenly said: "Master Xuanzang will be able to complete his merits and virtues if he eats this cake, and he will go to the Paradise of Ultimate Bliss.

There is absolutely nothing wrong with asking the Buddha to go to heaven! "

"Eh? This is ingenious, this is ingenious."

Wu Lei's brain hole was recognized by Yang Shaoyue.

The two smart people with no brains clapped their hands happily.

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