Chef Mad Queen

Chapter 1611 Purple Pancake
The doubts in her heart were resolved, and Feng Qian no longer had any scruples, and began to teach the students seriously.

"Mix these three powders well, and then add a spoonful of five-spice powder, be careful..."

"Ah sneeze!"

Yanyou sneezed loudly. She just wanted to smell the five-spice powder, but she sprayed it all over her face.

"Why do I feel like a spiced duck now?"

Feng Qian pinched her nose and said with a wry smile: "This taste is really similar."

Yanyou stumbled and continued to cook, Fengqian asked her to use mutton bone soup to knead the flour into batter, but Yanyou had a whim and said: "The color of this batter is a bit strange, Miss Feng, we can add some vegetables to it Juice, so the color will look much better."

Feng Qian immediately felt that it was really a child who could be taught, and it was only at the beginning that Yanyou learned to draw inferences from one example.

She said in admiration: "This is a good idea. Add vegetable juice to it and it will become a multigrain pancake. It is more nutritious and has a richer taste. What do you want to add?"

Yanyou looked around the ingredients in the small kitchen, and finally said excitedly: "Miss Feng, how about we add purple cabbage in it, the lavender pancakes will definitely surprise everyone."

Surprised, I'm afraid I will be surprised!

Feng Qian imagined a purple multi-grain pancake in her mind, and suddenly felt a little chilly.This color scheme is a bit weird, and it’s okay to use it on desserts, but it’s a bit inappropriate to use it on this salty snack.

Yanyou probably also saw Feng Qian's embarrassment, and his expression suddenly became a little sluggish, "Miss Feng, did I come up with a bad idea? It's okay, just pretend I didn't say it!"

Feng Qian took a look, the teaching hadn't started yet, how could it hurt the students' self-confidence!She quickly comforted: "It's okay, I think the idea of ​​adding purple cabbage juice is very good. I haven't seen anyone do it. Your idea is very creative, keep it up."

"Really? Then I'll try it?"

Feng Qian nodded vigorously, with a forced smile on her face.

It doesn't matter, just change the color, the taste will not change, maybe the taste will be richer!
Feng Qian comforted herself like this in her heart.

But the moment she saw Yanyou put the purple purple cabbage juice into the batter, she suddenly felt that if this teaching was over, her reputation might be ruined.

The gradually smudged purple gradually merged with the light yellow batter as it was stirred, making everything dyed a lavender color.

"Miss Feng, what should we do next?"

Yanyou put down the spoon and asked.

"Do it, make it a glutinous rice ball." Feng Qian said a little tiredly.

Guozi is the crunchy and crispy stuff in pancakes.

Feng Qian decided to use this to overcome Yanyou's fear of hot oil.

Roll out the dough prepared in advance into long thin slices, and then use a knife to stab the thin slices three times vertically, only cutting the middle and not cutting the edges.

Feng Qian felt the temperature of the oil on the top of the oil pan with her hands. At this time, the oil was [-]% to [-]% hot, and there was a slight blue smoke from the edge of the pan.Feng Qian looked at Yanyou and said, "Come over and have a try too."

"I, I don't dare." Yanyou flinched a little, but Feng Qian dragged her hand to the side of the pot.

"Oil will only explode when it touches water. As long as there is no water on your ingredients and kitchen utensils, it won't explode even if it touches oil. Don't worry." Feng Qian said on the side, and she took it again. Go down with clean long chopsticks.

"These chopsticks are specially used for frying things. You don't have to worry about holding them with such long chopsticks!"

Feng Qian stuffed the chopsticks into Yanyou's hand, and motioned for her to dip the chopsticks into the hot oil.

Yanyou carefully turned his face away, holding the top end of the chopsticks in his hand, and then stretched the tip of the chopsticks down.

Instead of bursting the oil spots as she expected, small bubbles appeared on the tip of the chopsticks continuously.

"Are these chopsticks about to be fried?" Yanyou asked curiously, looking at the bubbles in the pot.

Feng Qian couldn't help laughing and said: "This is a little trick to check the oil temperature. This level shows that the oil temperature has reached [-]% to [-]% hot, and it is ready to fry things."

Feng Qian took the noodles in her hands, and held half of them in her hands, while frying the other half.Bubbles immediately appeared at the end of the oil pan, the dough rapidly expanded, the color changed from white to light yellow, and the air began to be filled with a smell of wheat.

"Look carefully." Feng Qian said.

She actually lifted the dough directly, and then fried the half that had been dipped in oil, and then lifted it up again.Finally, after the half that entered the frying pan first was about to be fried and shaped, she slid the whole dough into the frying pan.

The dough quickly floated up in the oil pan, and then swelled and bubbled. After a while, Feng Qian turned it over again. In just a few seconds, the dough was fried thoroughly, the surface was golden, and it looked crispy It's terrible, Feng Qian put it aside to drain the oil, so that the crispy is ready.

"Next you try."

Feng Qian said.

Although Yanyou was afraid in her heart, she still mustered up the courage to pick up a piece of dough, imitating Feng Qian, holding half of it with one hand, and deep-fried the other half, but I don't know if it was her wrong technique or she tried too hard to stay away from it. The frying pan was over, and the embryo was stretched longer and longer by her, and it was pulled into a deep-fried dough stick.

"Okay, okay, put it all down!"

Feng Qian looked wrong, but she couldn't tell exactly what was wrong, so she could only try her best to guide her.

As if being pardoned, Yanyou let go of his hand immediately, and a big fried dough stick instantly floated in the pot, but why does this shape with big ends and small middle look so much like a dog bone?

Feng Qian wanted to cry but had no tears.

Why does she feel that she is not suitable for teaching people to cook?
No, definitely not her problem.

Feng Qian cheered herself up in her heart, and Yan You had obviously gotten used to it, and she had a great time playing, but the things that exploded were all crooked, Feng Qian could only comfort herself in her heart, it was her first time , be a little more tolerant.After working on mental construction for a long time, I took Yanyou to the next stage, making pancakes!
The round iron plate like a pot lid is the protagonist of today. Put the iron plate on the fire, and then it is time to test the skills.

"Let me demonstrate it to you first, you have a look."

Feng Qian first brushed a layer of oil on it with a brush, and then scooped up a spoonful of batter and placed it in the center.

Although this iron plate is specially used for pancakes, it is still not as good as the iron plate specially used to make pancakes. It cannot be rotated, so Feng Qian can only use a pusher to carefully spread the batter as evenly as possible. As it rises, the color of the pancake becomes more and more weird.

The purple cabbage juice that Yanyou "creatively" added to the batter played a role. After the pancake was heated again, the surface also turned into a deep purple.

(End of this chapter)