Chapter 21: Flavor Value of Dan Bao
Translator: 549690339
As Qin Lang opened the oven, a strong milky aroma mixed with the unique scent of caral wafted rapidly from the oven, assaulting both Qin Lang and his Food Spirit, the Dan Bao.
It was a sweet aroma that Dan Bao had never experienced before, even with its most favorite scent-eggs.
In just an instant, Dan Bao couldn’t help but salivate, its eyes fixated on the baking tray that Qin Lang was holding out.
“Don’t forget, there is still the most critical step that requires your participation,” Qin Lang reminded with a smile. He carefully took the moulds from the baking tray, removed the tin foil, and placed them in ice water to cool the pudding inside by making contact with the outer walls of the mould.
After a mont, he used a small knife to separate the pudding from the mould along its inner walls, and then inverted a plate over the top of the mould.
“Next, it’s ti to witness a miracle,” Qin Lang cleared his throat softly.
Dan Bao was all attention, its eyes wide open, not missing any movent made by Qin Lang.
Qin Lang swiftly flipped the mould and plate and then picked up the mould.
The pudding inside easily separated from the mould and appeared in the center of the plate.
Duang-
The bottom layer of the pudding had a pale yellow shade, it was shining, tender, and its bounciness was clearly visible to the naked eye.
The topmost layer of the pudding was the light brown of caral, which was the caral liquid poured into the mould first. Now, after baking, it had integrated with the pudding, evenly tinting a layer on the pudding. It looked irresistibly enticing.
A portion of the caral liquid had not been absorbed into the pudding and was now poured out along the edges of the pudding and ford a shallow layer in the plate when the mould was overturned.
The rich aroma of the caral pudding had filled the entire kitchen.
Qin Lang calmly sprinkled a layer of white sugar onto both caral puddings and then turned his gaze to Dan Bao, who was ready and excited, “It’s ti for your performance!”
Caral pudding generally falls into two types.
One is where the caral liquid tinges the pudding, adding the flavor of caral to the pudding, which is the traditional caral pudding.
The other is modeled on French Baked Brill – a layer of white sugar is sprinkled on the surface of the pudding, and a caral layer is ford through baking or heating with a blowtorch.
The forr integrates the caral taste into the pudding, each bite is filled with the fragrance of caral. The latter’s caral flavor can’t completely integrate into the pudding, but the hard caral layer created gives a unique taste.
Qin Lang’s thod belongs to the traditional caral pudding.
But by sprinkling white sugar, it also incorporates the feature of French caral pudding.
“Fire it up with a weakened version of Full Firepower and roast the sugar on the surface!”
Dan Bao understood imdiately and took a deep breath.
Countless small flas appeared from the crevices of its face and body, and with a blow from Dan Bao, they turned into slender flas.
As soon as the flas touched the white sugar, the separate granules of white sugar lted due to the heat, quickly becoming caralized.
Without waiting for Qin Lang’s order, Dan Bao turned his head and aid its flas at the other caral pudding.
Soon, the white sugar on both caral puddings had cooled and ford a crispy caral layer of tan color.
The strong caral aroma blended with the sweet taste of the pudding. Under the light, the caral layer on the surface of the pudding glistened slightly, and the layer of caral liquid at the bottom of the plate also shone with an appetising glow.
“We can start eating now.” Qin Lang took out a small spoon, first used the back of the spoon to lightly tap the caral layer on the surface of the caral pudding, breaking it into small pieces, and then placed it in front of Dan Bao, “Would you like to try it?”
Dan Bao’s little head, which had been peeking out impatiently from its body, flew forward eagerly to taste this caral pudding which it had had a hand in making.
Not bothering with the little guy, Qin Lang scooped up a spoonful of caral pudding mixed with broken caral layer and put it into his mouth.
The crispy layer of caral felt like hard candy and, as it was very thin, it easily crumbled during the chewing process, adding texture to the velvety caral pudding.
The fragrance of caral mixed thoroughly with the milky aroma inherent to the pudding, instantly filling his mouth and nose.
Bringing a sense of happiness to the taster through sweetness is the essence of desserts.
Soon, both of them wore identical expressions of contentnt.
After enjoying the caral pudding to their heart’s content, Dan Bao felt that today’s two-hour special training was absolutely worth it.
Looking at Qin Lang, who had started to clean the tableware, it suddenly rembered the “flavor value” ntioned earlier.
According to what Qin Lang had said earlier, the maximum flavor value for Dan Bao, currently at the One-Star stage, was 100 points.
Has my own flavor value reached its limit?
“Gududu?”
It swiftly sidled up to Qin Lang, blinking its eyes inquisitively.
“Your flavour value?” Qin Lang placed clean tableware onto the rack, then affectionately ruffled Dan Bao’s head. “We’ll pay a visit to Mr Zhou Qing tomorrow and swing by the Spirit Chef Association for a test on the way.”
Having understood the circumstances surrounding flavour value, Qin Lang was curious to know what Dan Bao’s current flavour value could be.
While he had confidence in his cooking skills, he was unsure about the standards of flavour value.
Without asurent, everything remained a mystery.
“Guduu!”
With anticipation, Dan Bao bobbed its head.
“It’s getting late, let’s get so sleep,” Qin Lang cradled Dan Bao in his arms. “We’ve got a visit to Mr Zhou Qing planned for tomorrow, so we need to recharge tonight.”
After washing up with Dan Bao, they both lay down on the bed.
“Good night, Dan Bao~”
“Gululu-”
Early next morning, Qin Lang, having eaten breakfast, set off from ho with Dan Bao.
He had already alerted Uncle Luo Hui, the stead bass would be prepared during evening dinner service.
This way, he had ample ti to pay a visit to Food Recomnder Zhou Qing.
But, before the visit, Qin Lang was planning a flavour value test at the Spirit Chef Association with Dan Bao.
“Follow .”
After collecting the 200 yuan test fee, a staff mber led Qin Lang and Dan Bao to the testing area.
The testing area had a glass lantern-like container, which was open.
“Food Spirit, enter.”
Following Qin Lang’s confirmation, Dan Bao obediently flew into the lantern.
The lantern closed after Dan Bao entered, and small lights began to flicker rapidly.
The test had begun.
After setting up the tool, the staff mber crossed his arms, showing interest in Qin Lang, who had unconsciously tightened his grip.
There were many Spiritual Chefs who had their Food Spirit’s taste value asured right after it was created.
Based on his experience, this spiritual chef, who had registered just three days ago, would have a Food Spirit with a taste value inevitably between sixty and seventy.
A Food Spirit could not be produced if the Origin Cuisine didn’t have a taste value of at least 60.
Although this was just one of the birth conditions for a Food Spirit, the limitation, in most cases, was the cooking skill of the Spiritual Chef.
While thinking this, the staff mber shifted his eyes to the screen that now displayed the results.
[Food Spirit Taste Value: 100]
Staff mber:”???”
He widened his eyes in surprise and turned to look at Qin Lang, his face filled with astonishnt.
A spiritual chef for only three days, and he’s already hit the one-star ceiling?!
Qin Lang let out a sigh of relief, holding Dan Bao who had just flown out of the lantern, and gave a cheeky grin.
A taste value of 100, huh…
Unexpected, but within reason..
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