Chapter 87: Ice Cream Mochi

In this luxurious party, Ye Shuyi saw an old acquaintance.

Li Yunjiang wore a pure white shirt with two buttons casually undone at the collar, revealing his delicate collarbone. His cuffs were slightly folded up, revealing a section of his strong and firm forearms.

At this moment, he was holding a well-made-up girl with one hand and a wine glass in the other, talking freely with the He family.

Ye Shuyi's current job is a banquet chef, so she didn't go to say hello.

The pastries to be made today are ice cream mochi, matcha soft cheese, osmanthus wine mochi chips, small green balls of ice tofu pudding, iced cold yuanzi and green grape crystal cake.

Ye Shuyi prepared the raw materials and made the first one first.

To make glutinous rice cakes, she stir-fries glutinous rice flour over low heat to prevent sticking, then adds sugar, milk, and water, stirring until smooth and even. She then microwaves the dough, pats it lightly with flour, and presses it into exquisite shapes using molds.

Next, wrap the ice cream balls in glutinous rice cakes and add various toppings on top, such as peanuts, chocolate, mango, pearls, water chestnut popping pearls, coconut flakes, etc.

The mochi is soft and chewy, while the ice cream is melt-in-your-mouth smooth and dense. Guests can also choose their own flavor.

Matcha soft cheese is made with glutinous rice flour, corn starch, white sugar, matcha powder, milk and butter to make the soft cheese crust, then the filling is made by mixing cream cheese, granulated sugar, matcha powder, light cream and milk evenly and refrigerated.

It has a glutinous and icy texture, perfectly blending the fragrant matcha and delicate cheese.

Ye Shuyi also used a carving knife to carve beautiful patterns on the skin. Paired with oolong tea, the whole thing is so beautiful that it doesn’t look like food.

Osmanthus Fermented Rice Wine Mochi Strips are made by rolling out an oval-shaped mochi skin, adding a filling made from a mixture of fermented rice wine, dried osmanthus flowers, and starch, and placing the strips with the seam facing down.

As you take a bite, the mellow and slightly intoxicating aroma of the glutinous rice and the elegant fragrance of osmanthus spread between your teeth, sweet but not pungent, refreshing and intoxicating.

"Miss, your pastry-making skills are even better than Lao Lu's!" Chef Xu, who was cooking diagonally opposite Ye Shuyi, said in amazement.

Lao Lu is the chef who has something urgent to do. His wife won five million in the Mark Six lottery and now she wants to be with a boy who just graduated.

This behavior of kicking out her husband for money angered Lao Lu, and he was determined to get an explanation no matter what. Before leaving, he specifically told Lao Xu to keep an eye on the temporary chef and give him some pointers if he didn't know how to do it.

Lao Xu naturally agreed.

"I've learned a little bit before, this is okay." Ye Shuyi said modestly.

The conversation was quiet, but it attracted the attention of other chefs.

When they saw it, they were all amazed.

The presentation of this pastry not only has a nice shape but also good color matching. It looks fresh and appetizing.

When you get close, even the air feels sweet, but not greasy.

This young female pastry chef is confident and calm, and has extraordinary cooking skills, which makes her particularly attractive.

Someone said, "I'm looking at you, why do you look so familiar?"

"I feel the same way. Pretty girl, which restaurant are you a chef at?"

"Did you meet at a cooking competition?"

They were puzzled and tried hard to recall.

"You have such a poor memory that you can't even remember such a beautiful person. This is Miss Ye, the champion of this cooking competition!" Someone recognized her and pointed her out to them.

Ye Shuyi didn't say anything, just smiled, which was considered as her agreement.

A word can wake a person up from his dream.

They looked at it a few more times and finally remembered.

It’s all because of working. My memory has become so bad.

The astonishment in the chefs' eyes turned into admiration. So this is the champion.

No wonder it is so powerful and extraordinary.

"Miss Ye, you are so young and promising!"

"Miss Ye, I'm relieved that you will be the pastry chef for this banquet."

"Miss Ye, do you mind if I watch you make pastries? I want to learn. My work today was very easy and I've already finished it."

"She is beautiful and has great skills, and she has a bright future!"

The kitchen, which was originally quietly preparing food and drinks for the banquet, became filled with praise, and one chef even wanted to introduce his son to Ye Shuyi.

The person being praised just smiled and said rather embarrassedly, "Alright! Thank you all for the compliments. I'm still a junior and I'd like to learn from the masters in the future! If anyone wants to see me make pastries, feel free to come and watch. Also, I don't have any plans for a relationship for the time being."

Gentle and modest, humble and natural, the chefs were even more impressed with the young champion.

But suddenly an inopportune voice sounded.

"A young girl can become a chef in a cooking competition. Who knows what means she used?"

"I think it might be because of this face!"

"That's right. She's in her twenties, young and beautiful. I heard she's close friends with the organizer, Mr. Pan of Fengcheng Restaurant."

Following the sound, I saw the chef cooking soup in the corner. He was as thin as a mammoth.

This statement obviously aroused public anger.

"Alright, if you're not a good cook, don't blame others! Make your soup!"

"It's better than you. I don't even have the conditions to use the backdoor."

"If you get jealous, go see a doctor."

Everyone retorted, and at the same time told Ye Shuyi not to take it to heart. Feng Yan was just like that, he couldn't stand seeing others doing well.

Everybody hates him.

Ye Shuyi also said: "I don't mind, but this kind of person speaks harshly and is not afraid of shortening his life. Even the grandfather and grandfather down there would think they are ugly!"

Although he said he didn't mind, he was actually cursing the other person's ancestors.

When the people around heard this, their impression of Ye Shuyi changed slightly: this child is humble and polite, but not willing to suffer any loss at all.

happy!

They all wanted to applaud.

After hearing this, Feng Yan threw the soup spoon away, making a clang sound.

"You're just a temporary worker, and you dare to talk to me like this?"

"Believe it or not, I'm going to make you pay?" Feng Yan's eyes were filled with fire that seemed to be about to burst out.

"I'm so scared!" Ye Shuyi pretended to be afraid. "Do you dare to do it here? Everyone here is a witness. If the He family blames you, can you bear the consequences?"

I can't afford it. What is the He family? One of the four major families in Hong Kong Island.

He Yan is an ordinary person who relies on his salary to support his family.

If he offended the He family because of this, he didn't know what the consequences would be. In short, he was an egg and the He family was a stone, so he had no chance of winning.

He glared at Ye Shuyi, picked up the spoon and continued to cook the soup.

Seeing that he didn't make any more moves, everyone went back to their normal business.

Ye Shuyi also prepared the remaining three kinds of pastries.

Plate after plate of cakes were brought out for the guests to taste.

Everyone was originally chatting or enjoying the sea view by the cruise ship, but now they were all attracted by the pastries.

Is this a pastry made by a five-star chef?

The people who came to the banquet were all relatives of the He family, as well as their companions. They had experienced all kinds of high-end food.

"Ayue, do you have a new chef? I think the dim sum this time has improved a lot." A girl wearing a sky-blue fishtail skirt with a waistline came over slowly in pearl high heels.