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

Master Cai took a close-up of Li Yi boiling butter while wiping the sweat from his forehead.

He heard Li Yi talk about Tang Seng from sesame seed cakes, and he could hear the sweat on his forehead.

How come you made a Journey to the West after making a biscuit?

There were also bullet screens flying in the live broadcast room, and the audience were all joking.

"Help! I just want to eat a biscuit."

"Is it real or not? How do you make sesame seed cakes that are Daigo and Tang Sanzang's?"

"I get it! Brother Yi is going to create a series of IP, Journey to the West-themed biscuits!"

"Haha! If you don't tell a story, how can the biscuits be sold at a high price?"

Seeing the barrage of ridicule from the audience, Li Yi explained with a smile: "I really didn't tell stories just to sell high prices.

The legend of the origin of the thousand-layer sesame seed cake I made is indeed related to Master Xuanzang.

It is said that the emergence of this kind of thousand-layer sesame seed cake was when Master Xuanzang returned from learning scriptures from the Western Regions and translated scriptures in Daci'en Temple.

When his translation reached a thousand volumes, Emperor Gaozong Li Zhi of the Tang Dynasty at that time ordered the imperial dining room to make this thousand-layer cake with Daigo, a symbol of supreme wisdom, and awarded it to Xuanzang in recognition of his achievements.

That's why I used butter to make this millefeuille. "

After hearing Li Yi's explanation, the audience suddenly realized.

"So it really has something to do with Master Xuanzang?"

"So it's none of my business, Sun Dasheng?"

"Master Xuanzang is a monk, isn't he? If Daigo is extracted from milk, is it considered meat?"

"Daigo shouldn't be counted as an offence, right? I remember that drinking milk is not considered a breach of the precept, but eating eggs is considered a breach of the precept."

This question also aroused Sheep's curiosity, and she asked, "Brother Yi, can Master Xuanzang eat Daigo? Will he not relapse?"

"The emperor just gave him a reward, and didn't say that he must eat it?"

Li Yi explained with a smile: "Moreover, monks can drink milk and dairy products in moderation.

There is a story recorded in the "Vimalakirti Sutra". When Sakyamuni was enlightened under the Bodhi tree, he was hungry and thirsty. A shepherd passed by and fed him some milk and goat milk porridge, which made him persevere. Come down, and finally achieve a positive result.

Milk is not fishy, ​​so ordinary monks can drink it in moderation, but it has a grudge against cows for food, so monks who hold the great precepts generally do not drink it.

However, if there is an unexpected situation, such as being too hungry, or being offered by others, you can also drink a little.

In Master Xuanzang's situation at that time, he returned from preaching the scriptures and translated thousands of volumes of scriptures, which is an act of spreading the Dharma with immeasurable merit.

Moreover, Daigo symbolizes supreme wisdom and was bestowed by the emperor, which is a kind of glory added to merit.

If he eats some dago, it will be absolutely fine. "

Listening to his explanation, Yang Yang asked with a smile: "Then if I eat this thousand-layer sesame seed cake, will I also gain supreme wisdom?"

"..."

Li Yi shook his head and changed the subject: "Let's take a look at the fried crisps with butter. How does it taste?"

"Ha ha!"

The sheep was joking. Seeing this, he laughed, and then came to the stove and started to study.

The special aroma of butter permeates from the pot. The curdled butter has completely melted, but the temperature has not risen too high.

Afterwards, Li Yi scooped out some dry flour and added it to the pot.

When the flour was put into the pot, it quickly spread out, dyeing the butter into a piece of white foam, and it quickly became cloudy.

While adding, Li Yi stirred with a frying spoon, and turned on the stove with his legs from time to time, but it would be turned off quickly after only a few seconds.

Sheep didn't understand what he was going to do at first, but after watching her, she realized that Li Yi was going to use this pot of butter to fry a pot of pastry.

"Are you frying pastry?"

She couldn't help asking.

"Of course, otherwise am I sleeping?"

Li Yi made a joke.

"You fry so much at one time? Are you not afraid of getting burnt?"

The sheep was amazed: "I can fry in a small pot at most. I use that kind of pan to fry. There is only so much frying in the bottom of the pan, and it often burns."

"That depends on personal experience."

Li Yi was stirring the butter in the pot as he got down to melt the flour so that it wouldn't condense into a lump: "The purpose of frying the pastry is to control the temperature and keep it within a safe range so that it won't become mushy."

"..."

Hearing Li Yi's casual explanation, Yang Yang was speechless.

She knew that although Li Yi said it lightly, the difficulty of frying the pastry in a big pot is definitely not as simple as he said.

If she is allowed to do it, the chance of overturning the car is absolutely 100%!

Therefore, she didn't intend to ask Li Yi how to control the oil temperature, because she could guess Li Yi's answer - judge by experience.

Actually, that's the real answer too.

She has also fried pastry herself, and knows that there is basically no shortcut to this matter. She can only rely on trying again and again to accumulate experience, and then continue to increase the difficulty, increase the amount, trial and error, and continue to sum up experience.

If she wanted to fry such a big pot of pastry like Li Yi, she estimated that she would have to practice for at least several years before she could do it.

It was precisely because she knew this that she stopped humiliating herself, but admired Li Yi's skillful operation, as if she was watching a miracle descended by God.

Adding noodles little by little, stir frying, controlling the temperature, and observing the color of the noodles, Li Yi suddenly found that the surroundings gradually became much quieter.

He looked back, only to find that there was already a crowd of people behind him, and everyone was looking at the butter and pastry in his pot with amazement.

Seeing him turn around, Wu Lei laughed and said, "The aroma of fat and carbohydrates is really irresistible, it's so tempting!"

Yang Shaoyue also swallowed his saliva and praised: "I have never seen such a big pot of butter, it smells too delicious, right?"

Zhao Jinmai also pushed Liu Yifei over at some point, sat in her arms, and asked Liu Yifei: "Sister Yifei, have you ever eaten honey butter flavored potato chips? I really like them, that's the taste. "

His eyes fell on Liu Yifei's lap who was sitting under Zhao Jinmai, Li Yi raised his hand and beckoned to Zhao Jinmai: "Mai Mai, come and help me."

"okay!"

Zhao Jinmai didn't suspect him, got up and ran over quickly.

But Liu Yifei knew why Li Yi only asked her to help.

Apparently Li Yi didn't want her to sit on his lap, for fear of pressing on her leg.

But Liu Yifei didn't feel anything, she felt quite comfortable holding Zhao Jinmai.

Maimai's body is soft and fragrant. After hugging her a few times, she became a little addicted.

It makes her always feel that she wants to hug something, and she feels at ease.

"You help me scoop out all these puff pastry."

Li Yi handed the frying spoon to Zhao Jinmai, and he turned around and came to the basin beside him.

The dough placed under the basin has swelled a circle, and has even lifted the basin.

Lifting the basin, Li Yi kneaded the dough again, exhausted the air, and covered it with the basin again.

Three kneading and three glutinous rice noodles are important in kneading noodles, and this is the second gluten.

After checking the time, Li Yi went to the storage room and brought out the syrup.

After rapid cooling, the converted syrup is still clear and soft, which is the most suitable syrup state for making Cantonese mooncake skin.

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