The Spirit of Gourmet

Chapter 25: Crispy and Fragrant
The twenty minutes of waiting passed quickly.

After the puff pastry was relaxed, Qin Lang folded the spiral ends of the puff pastry dough back, and then rolled it into a round puff pastry with a rolling pin.

Then, he wrapped the previously prepared red bean paste and salted egg yolk filling inside the pastry, pinched the opening tightly, and made it into a round shape.

After demonstrating once, Qin Lang handed the next egg yolk pastry to Cao Dongdong as usual.

There are a total of twenty round egg yolk pastries, each of which is half the size of a fist and looks particularly pleasing.

Place the pastries neatly on the baking tray with the seam facing down, brush the top with egg wash, sprinkle with a layer of black sesame seeds, and then poke a small hole that goes straight to the center of the pastry.

After completing the final processing, Qin Lang put the baking tray into the oven.

"Top heat 230℃, bottom heat 170℃, 20 minutes."

Watching Cao Dongdong record quickly, Qin Lang nodded with relief.

The temperature and time of the oven are controllable, which is more friendly to beginners in controlling the heat. This is why he thinks Cao Dongdong is suitable for making snacks.

"Have you written it all down?"

"Remember it!" Cao Dongdong nodded heavily.

With Qin Lang teaching him almost step by step and precise numbers for all key steps, if he still couldn't learn it, he would be a fool!

"Then I'll make another batch later and you can do it." Qin Lang smiled.

"No problem!" Cao Dongdong's eyes lit up.

Even if Qin Lang didn't say it, he was already eager to try it.

But before doing that, he had to first try what the egg yolk pastry that Qin Lang taught him tasted like.

As the oven continues to bake, a faint crispy aroma quietly penetrates the layers of airtight seals of the oven.

Cao Dongdong, who faintly smelled the scent, couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and Danbao next to him was not much better.

"Ding!"

The oven beeps.

After waiting for so long, I can finally eat!

"Stay away from the oven door." Qin Lang reminded with a smile, and then opened the oven door.

A rich fragrance instantly filled the kitchen.

The aroma has the crispy fragrance, the sweet aroma of red bean paste, and the salty and rich taste of salted egg yolk.

The egg liquid and sesame seeds on the surface add a bit of egg and sesame aroma, making it more layered.

It was a fragrance that tempted one's appetite and made one want to pick one up and taste it immediately.

"Let me try it!" Cao Dongdong eagerly picked up one with his hands, and then switched his hands back and forth while screaming, "Hot, hot, hot..."

"Gudu~"

Seeing Cao Dongdong's miserable state, Danbao chuckled, then stuck out his egg yolk head and took a bite of one of the egg yolk pastries.

As a fire-eating spirit, it is not afraid of this level of high temperature at all!
After taking a bite, Danbao's eyes almost turned into heart shapes.

This taste…

Not only does it have the familiar egg yolk, but it also has sweet red bean paste and fragrant crispy skin!

It’s so lovely!
"You dare to eat it right after it comes out of the oven!" Qin Lang complained to Cao Dongdong speechlessly, picked up one carefully, blew it cool, and then took a bite.

The outer layer becomes crispy and layered during the baking process, while the inner layer of red bean paste and salted egg yolk is moist and not dry, with a dense texture.

As he chewed, the rich tastes blended with each other, and the rich aroma overflowed between his lips and teeth. The wonderful taste made Qin Lang couldn't help but close his eyes.

He hasn't eaten this egg yolk pastry for a long time.

Although Cao Dongdong's hands were burned, he still got to eat the egg yolk pastry as he wished. After just one bite, his eyes couldn't help but widen.

“Is this the egg yolk pastry I made?!”

Such wonderful food was actually made by him!
Dad! Mom! I'm not a coward!
"Strictly speaking, you're just an assistant." Qin Lang rolled his eyes. "You make the next batch yourself, and this one should be your goal." "No problem!" Cao Dongdong nodded heavily, wolfed down an egg yolk pastry, and then reached out for the second one.

The egg baby on the side ate even faster, throwing his body aside, and his egg yolk head flew around on the baking tray. He finished an egg yolk pastry in three bites.

By the time the two people and one spirit had eaten their fill, only six egg yolk pastries were left on the baking tray.

"I skipped lunch." Qin Lang touched his round belly and couldn't help rolling his eyes.

He and Cao Dongdong each ate four, and Danbao ate six.

The main thing is to eat a snack as a meal.

"When you make it later, a quarter of the amount will be enough." Qin Lang reminded him, and then put the egg yolk pastry in the baking tray into the lunch box.

Pastries are different from cakes. They taste best when they are freshly baked. Even if they are reheated after cooling down, the taste will be greatly reduced.

So Qin Lang planned to divide the remaining six among Grandpa Zhao's family.

Zhao Qian happened to be here too, so two portions for each person should be just right.
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Next door, at Zhao Chuan's house.

"Grandpa and grandma, how is my cooking?"

Zhao Qian held her chin and watched Zhao Chuan and Liu Suyun taste the dishes she cooked, with a nervous look on her face.

Having not seen her grandparents for a few years, she specially went to the kitchen and cooked some of her best dishes, just to let her grandparents see the improvement in her cooking skills.

"Qianqian's cooking skills have surpassed grandma's." Liu Suyun smiled kindly and nodded continuously after tasting all the dishes.

"Hehe, no matter what, I like the food grandma cooks." Zhao Qian hugged Liu Suyun's arm and shook it gently, making the latter smile even more.

"Qianqian is still the best, unlike this damn old man." Liu Suyun glared at Zhao Chuan, "You are tired of eating the food cooked by an old woman like me, and you have the nerve to steal other people's children's dinner!"

"Ah?" Zhao Qian blinked and looked at Zhao Chuan in surprise, "Grandpa, whose dinner did you steal?"

Zhao Chuan: “…”

So this problem can’t be overcome?

Touching his nose awkwardly, Zhao Chuan stammered and recounted what happened last night.

After hearing this, Zhao Qian's expression of surprise became even more intense.

Egg fried rice?
The origin of Qin Lang's spirit-eating delicacy?
A hint of competitiveness appeared in her eyes.

"Grandpa, who do you think is a better cook, me or Qin Lang?"

Zhao Chuan: “?”

Oh, it’s okay, he knows the answer to this question.

"Of course my baby Qianqian is a better cook!" Zhao Chuan's expression was serious and his words were firm.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door.

Immediately afterwards, Qin Lang's voice floated from outside the house.

"Grandpa Zhao, Grandma Liu, I made some snacks and brought them to you."

"Clang-crack-"

With the sound of a chair falling to the ground, Zhao Chuan stood up suddenly. His old body burst out with amazing strength. With the agility of a monkey that did not match his age, he rushed to the door in a few steps and suddenly opened the door.

"Oh, Xiao Qin, you are so polite."

Zhao Chuan smiled so much that the wrinkles on his face were almost wrinkled into chrysanthemums. He quickly took the lunch box from Qin Lang's hand, sniffed it through the sealed lunch box, and the smile on his face became even more intense. He hugged the lunch box tightly.

"How embarrassing~"

Zhao Qian: “???”

grandfather!

Is this what you mean by I'm a better cook?!

(End of this chapter)