MTL - Dali Temple Small Dining Room-Chapter 367 New Year's Eve Desserts (3)

  Chapter 367 New Year's Day Dessert (3)

  A Bing didn’t talk much when he was working with Tangyuan, and Ji Caimai was busy with settlements every day. Apart from the sound of dialing the abacus, he rarely made other sounds.

  Except for the new dishes that need to be taught with A Bing to share glutinous rice balls, when busy preparing three meals, the public kitchen is quiet only the sound of preparing and chopping vegetables.

  Today...seems to be the same as ever. But...Wen Mingtang, who was cutting the meat on the chopping board, suddenly stopped, and subconsciously raised his head to look around: It was too quiet, and she was suddenly not used to it.

  When I first joined the public kitchen, I was alone, and I didn’t have such a feeling at that time. But after being with you for a long time, the two words called "feeling" get together every day, and it is different.

Sighing with emotion, Wen Mingtang put down the knife, threw the cut vegetables in his hand into the pot, and watched the noodle soup in the pot turn from calm to bubbling slowly, and couldn't help muttering : "I hope everything goes well for them, and I also hope that nothing will happen to Lao Yuan and the others."

  The New Year’s Eve is approaching, the more lively the streets outside, the fewer people in the yamen, and only half of the food tables in the hall where there are almost no vacant seats during the evening meal are full of people.

After the evening meal, the servants cleaned up the public kitchen, but Wen Mingtang, who had originally returned to the house, came to the public kitchen again, took out a few "ovens" that were made after Lin Fei's "oven", and started baking Peach Blossom Crisp, Egg Yolk Crisp and other "new" pastries.

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   Just after the hour of Youshi, when the night meal was eaten, and just before the hour of Xu, the guards on duty in the yamen of Dali Temple got up and went to close the gate of the yamen.

  Although they are on duty at night, the gates of the yamen of various ministries in Darong are closed at night. If there is something to do, just tell the night watchman in advance to remember to keep the door.

  In addition to this, yamen like the Dali Temple Yamen also set up drums to call the people inside to open the door.

  The concierge took leave for two days and went back early to celebrate the new year. The guards did the opening and closing of the door for him. He went to the gate and closed it. Just when the door was about to be unlatched, Lin Fei came suddenly.

When he saw Lin Fei who suddenly appeared in front of the door, the guard was taken aback, and was about to salute, when he saw Lin Fei waved his hand and said, "I'll come to the warehouse to check some files, you just go and do your work! "

   After finishing speaking, he raised his feet and walked towards the warehouse behind him.

  Passing by the public kitchen yard, when he saw the light shining from the public kitchen yard, Lin Fei's feet froze, thinking of what Zhao You said when he brought Mu Shi back, Tang Yuan and others were going to Xianyang, he was silent for a moment, and walked in.

  The lights on both sides of the food table have been turned off, but all the lights on the front kitchen and countertop are turned on, and a familiar figure is busy with his back facing him.

Fragrance of frankincense, sweetness, wheat and many other aromas permeated from the pot that Wen Mingtang renamed as "oven". The girl was skillful, shaping the pastries on the counter into various meaningful shapes, From time to time, look at the cooking of various pastries in the "oven".

  Lin Fei stared at the girl's busy back for a while, then suddenly turned around and walked out of the public kitchen. After half a stick of incense, he came back again.

After going back and forth this time, he still had a few files in his hand, and after pausing for a moment on the pastry that had been "out of the pan", he walked to the food table closest to the table and sat down, opened the files , looked carefully.

  Wen Mingtang was worried about Tangyuan, Lao Yuan and the others, and was really a little disturbed, so he didn't dare to let himself have any free time to think about it. When you only focus on doing things, you can put these worries out of the way for the time being.

   There are many types of pastries for New Year’s Day desserts. In addition to the shape, the fillings are also different. Just looking at the prepared fillings arranged in order and the colors are different, you can see their intentions.

  Lin Fei was not keen on cakes before, but after eating her Mid-Autumn Festival moon cake gift box, Chongyang cakes and those snacks, she began to look forward to the public chef's New Year's Day desserts early.

It's just that Concubine Jing Jing suddenly stepped in, but fortunately, there are still many people who miss this pastry as much as he does, such as Yu Jijiu and others, he stepped forward to persuade Zhao Mengzhuo, also known as the public chef. This small batch of New Year's Eve treats.

Because there are a lot of fillings, each type of pastry has a different taste, and the taste of many fillings is really "new" to Dayong, so Wen Mingtang also wrote the taste of each type of pastry along with the gift box, The materials used are convenient for those who have taboos not to eat.

Commonly seen fillings such as bean paste, sesame, walnut, jujube paste, etc. are fine. For cakes with floral, fruity, and milky aromas, many of them are loved to death. If you don’t like it, you don’t even touch it. bright.

  The finished pastry comes out of the "oven" and placed on the countertop, exuding a strong aroma.

  Wen Mingtang took a deep breath and couldn't help sighing: "Although it doesn't matter if these pastries are served cold, most of them are more delicious freshly baked!"

Lin Fei, who was flipping through the file, stopped what he was doing, and took a deep breath. Unlike the pastry chefs in Dayong today, some pastries made by Wen Mingtang also put milk and cream made from milk. These pastries have a milky frankincense that is different from ordinary pastries.

  Some people can't eat milk, and they will get vomiting and diarrhea after eating it, but he can eat it, and he likes this cake with milk.

After feeling a lot of emotion, Wen Mingtang picked up an egg yolk pastry on the countertop, oh no, it was named Reunion Cake in the New Year's Day dessert box, and just waiting to taste the taste of the finished reunion pastry, he listened to Lin Fei's voice came from behind: "It's really delicious!"

Hearing this, Wen Mingtang's expression froze, and he turned to look at Lin Fei, who came to the public kitchen at some time, paused, and couldn't help but support his forehead: "Lin Shaoqing, you have to change your habit of making sudden noises behind your back, every time you suddenly appear It was a shock to everyone!"

Hearing this, Lin Fei raised his eyebrows in surprise, and immediately, after nodding kindly, "Yes", he said, "It's easy to save." After speaking, he turned his eyes to the cake in her hand, opened his mouth, and asked Said: "What is the name of this golden and round cake?"

  Wen Mingtang glanced at the egg yolk pastry in his hand, and said, "Reunion pastry."

  The implication of New Year's Day is still quite important, and it is extremely necessary to have an "auspicious" name.

  Lin Fei opened his mouth and said again: "It's very fragrant."

  Wen Mingtang: "..."

  It's all about this point, she can't wait for herself to eat, and let Lin Fei watch. Not to mention, how do so many cakes taste, and whether the inside is cooked after baking, you have to taste it before putting it in the box. She couldn't fit even one stomach.

So Wen Mingtang took a knife, cut open the reunion pastry in his hand, handed half of it to Lin Fei, and said, "So... let's use Lin Shaoqing's tongue to taste the taste of these cakes." Said, "Some stuffings are really new, and I'm a little apprehensive, for fear that people won't like them."

   These words are really beautiful and there is no fault.

  Lin Fei took the pastry she handed over, said "thank you", coughed dryly, and said, "Let me have a look at the pastry flavor list that comes with the box."

  After eating pastries, I have to help with some things. Not to mention... Thinking of what Zhao You said about Tang Yuan and others going to Xianyang, he also has something to ask her.

  (end of this chapter)