Sitting in another compartnt was a handso middle-aged man.
If you’re a Hollywood fan, you’d definitely exclaim, "Wow, Brad Pitt!"
This middle-aged heartthrob is the Hollywood star who enchanted countless young girls in his youth.
He has always been interested in gourt food, and at every movie set, he’s either eating or getting ready to eat.
After his divorce, he had more ti to seek out fine cuisine, and this ti while playing in Paris, he was invited over by Allen.
Looking at the two newly served main courses in front of him, Brad Pitt found the duck at in the soup bowl tempting, but the golden crispy at pie filled with beef was even more eye-catching.
The golden yellow crust with a hint of reddish brown, fresh tender dark brown beef with so green scallion tips, still steaming hot, was truly sothing one couldn’t resist.
Even Class Two couldn’t resist!
He reached for half a at pie, which was hot right out of the pan, and at the mont of contact, he could clearly feel the burning sensation.
With a quick "shoo," his hand retracted, and he quickly touched his earlobe to cool down.
The other hand pulled the plate in front of him, and he leaned over to blow on it until it wasn’t so hot to the touch before picking it up again.
The rich aroma of wheat and beef attacked his taste buds the mont he picked up the pie; even before eating, his mouth was already watering.
"Crack, crack, crack..."
The mont his teeth touched the pie, the crispy crust began to break apart, and tiny crumbs fell onto the table and plate.
"Oh my God!"
Brad Pitt couldn’t help but exclaim in shock.
He could distinctly feel the layers of thin, delicate pastry explode in his mouth!
The crispy pastry exploded in his mouth, and the rich aroma filled every taste bud.
As he bit further, the pastry beca soft and chewy, two almost entirely opposite textures tightly connected, giving him an instant pleasure akin to ice and fire.
As he bit further, a burst of at juice flowed into his mouth with a "poof," bursting with a delicious flavor that almost sent him on the spot.
Good thing I’ve got so restraint!
Brad Pitt just sighed but then found himself speechless again.
After the rich, thick, scalding beef juice gushed out, it naturally reached the beef filling itself.
The tender beef filling was neither greasy nor dry, emitting a slight refreshing aroma that could awaken the primitive hunger instincts of humans.
That refreshnt naturally ca from the scallions.
Coming from Lu Dong, the sturdy green onions, both the white and green parts were in the filling. Under high temperature, the greens beca soft, and chewing them felt like eating soft fruit.
But this "fruit" absorbed the essence of the beef, tasting even better than the beef itself.
The whites retained a slight crispness, and after being grilled, their taste turned sweet, mixing with the sweetness of the starch, tasting no less than the beef.
Regarding the beef as the comparison unit, Brad Pitt wanted to tell everyone that he was a genuine at lover.
Although these scallions were delicious, and the crispy, crunchy crust and soft, chewy pastry were delicious, what he loved most was the beef!
Simple seasonings elevated the beef’s natural deliciousness to the extre; as soon as that beef filling entered the mouth, you could feel the raw cowboy vibe.
For a mont, he felt like he was at a ranch, wearing a handso cowboy suit, riding on a majestic horse, holding a lasso.
Throwing the lasso out and pulling it back, no cow, just that half crispy beef pie.
"Aweso!"
Brad Pitt rembered Quentin saying that in Huaxia, this phrase was commonly used to praise soone.
When the chef appears later, he definitely wants to give a big thumbs up and loud praise.
Powell and Allen were gone, had been gone for a while, leaving only two remnant bodies at the table, Professor Liu thought.
For soone like her and Powell, who could be judges, their taste buds were usually very keen, and Allen, renowned as the God of Cookery in France, naturally had extraordinary taste buds.
Flaws in the cuisine could be magnified on their taste buds, and strengths would naturally be amplified.
Having eaten Western grilled or baked steaks regularly, tasting Wang Fan’s beef filling, akin to molecular cuisine in their eyes, was a dinsion-reducing strike.
Even if you marinate for seven days and nights, can you get more flavor than beef minced and blended?
In other words, even wild boars can’t eat bran!
The grasp of spices really has reached its pinnacle; several spices co together, taking only what’s needed, perfectly extracting the beef’s freshness, locked tightly by the pastry, exploding in bites that overwhelm those with the most developed taste buds.
Thankfully, I’ve eaten enough bran over the years to have built so immunity.
This kid’s culinary skills seem to have evolved again — does he have no bottleneck or limit?
Professor Liu tasted the change in the beef’s flavor in her mouth, in awe once again.
This casually plated beef pie— it really isn’t that she didn’t care, but its perfect aroma and taste made those trivialities seem insignificant.
This aromatic royal beef pie seed simple, but many missteps during preparation could affect the final outco.
Too high heat made the crust too old and cut the mouth; too low, and it wasn’t crispy enough.
Too much beef overshadowed the pastry’s aroma; too little beef, and it was like a biscuit, lacking sufficient at flavor.
Too much or too little scallions, too many or too few seasonings— forget everyone making differing pies, even the sa person could produce pies with divergent flavors.
But sohow, this kid manages to cover all bases!
Perfect control of heat, crispy but not hard crust, and soft, chewy pastry that’s neither too soft.
The beef portion was subli to the most minute detail, teetering on the perfect balance without being greasy or dry.
Unbelievable!
Seems like calling him "the kid" isn’t fitting anymore; he’s clearly reached the caliber of a master chef, maybe I should call him Chef Wang?
If he entered those international culinary competitions willing, he’d probably win so many awards his hands would cramp, huh?
Except for his free-spirited nature...
Professor Liu couldn’t help but rub her forehead again.
"Oh Putain! That bite of beef almost sent off!"
While Professor Liu was daydreaming, Powell and Allen finally ca back to their senses and cursed in unison.
"To be precise, you both were already gone; this is more like a revival."
Professor Liu corrected.
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