A Mouthful of Sky-high Fried Rice, Lao Tang Apprenticed on the Spot Chapter 444

  Chapter 444 Fried rice cakes

   Didn't heat up the oven, Li Yi just put the biscuit embryos into the oven and let it continue cooking in the oven.

  This step is to further expand the cake embryo and prepare for the layering of the cake skin during 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 refrigerator. After one night of storage, the starch amorphous area 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 is to be fried, but not to make fried rice."

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

  Yang Yang took a rice spoon and asked, "You don't cook fried rice, why do you steam so much overnight rice?"

   "This is for fried rice cakes."

   Li Yi said something casually.

   "Fried rice cakes?"

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

"no."

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

   It is a rice cake made by frying cooked rice until it is dry and crisp, then grinding it into rice flour, mixing it with fillings, and pressing it with a mold. "

   "Is there still this kind of cake?"

  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 cake? Is it blind cake? I live in Foshan. There is a kind of blind cake here, which is made of glutinous rice flour."

   "Fried rice cake? Throw it away! Is it Longmen rice cake? I haven't seen it for many years!"

   "Is it Yangjiang Fried Rice Cracker? It's one of the four big cakes in Guangdong Province. I used to eat it when I was young. 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, as they are really hard and unpalatable when pressed by a machine."

   "I know rice cakes! They are all bought for Chinese New Year!"

  “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 worshiping God was delicious.

  Now it tastes much better, 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. I've never eaten such delicious fried rice cakes since she passed away.”

   "The older the rice cake, the better it tastes. Let's see how Yige makes it."

  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.

  Start stir-frying 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 fried the rice leisurely, while patting the caked rice **** with a shovel.

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

   The agglomerated rice **** were all fried, and the rice in the whole pot became grain by grain, 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]! This is pearl."

  Li Yi smiled and nodded: "Almost, this is also burnt rice, and it is better burnt rice than raw rice directly fried. It has a better effect on nourishing the stomach, but it takes more time and energy."

   As he spoke, 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.

"about there."

  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 a hard job.

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

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

  The puff pastry has already been cooked, and its thickness has doubled.

  With this thickness, you can start baking.

  First took out the tray, Li Yi adjusted the temperature of the oven, the upper temperature was 250°C, 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 expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye.

  After ten 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.

   "This is 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 pose, 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 millefeuilles in the tray.

  The cake crust covered with sesame seeds was turned over by him, face up, and turned into the front.

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

  Put the tray back into the oven and bake for five 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, and 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 control.

   "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 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 brainless smart people clapped their hands happily.

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