Chapter 2019: This Is The Salted Egg Yolk Pastry

After putting the children to bed, Mag returned to his room to check on the mission rewards given by the system.

He didnt really care for the t.i.tle of Junior Patissier, and only he could see it anyway. He cared more about what was in the dessert gift package.

Upon clicking open the gift package, five experience bags popped up: mung bean cake, red bean cake, milk custard, mango pancake, and salted egg yolk pastry!

Wow, its indeed a gift package.

Mag lit up his eyes. This was his first time receiving five recipes at once. It was rare for the system to be generous.

He felt that the mung bean cake and red bean cake were just ordinary, but he loved the salted egg yolk pastry. He didnt expect the system to include it in the gift package.

Perfect. Its rather perfect. Mag nodded with satisfaction. He clicked on the mung bean cakes recipe first.

The complete and detailed recipe, with the master patissiers experiences and techniques, swarmed into his mind instantly.

Mag opened his eyes, and mumbled to himself, Theres indeed a huge difference between pa.s.sable and perfection. The system is rarely so magnanimous.

The more he understood, the more respectful he got. After receiving the masters experience, Mag immediately realized that the mung bean cake that he thought was perfect was only a substandard product.

However, with his own study experience, it would obviously be much easier to learn, so he didnt rush to enter the test field for the G.o.d of Cookery. Instead, he clicked open the salted egg yolk pastrys experience bag next.

This is simply too difficult, right? Mag opened his eyes after a long time, his gaze was still dazed.

If the mung bean cakes level of difficulty was 1, then the level of difficulty for the salted egg yolk pastry should be 5.

Be it the number of ingredients, complexity of the procedures, or all the different kinds of techniques, they all stunned Mag.

After all, he was still a rather new patissier who couldnt even be considered as a novice. He could already foresee the difficulty that he was going to face.

Come on, lets accept the challenge.

Mag lay down, closed his eyes, and pushed open the door to the test field for the G.o.d of Cookery.

This was destined to be a long night for Mag.

The next morning, Mag opened his eyes, and saw four pairs of eyes again.

Youre awake. Irina looked at him smilingly.

The sun is already s.h.i.+ning down on your b.u.t.t, Amy also smilingly said.

Mag still hadnt recovered from the salted egg yolk pastrys nightmare. He blinked and turned to look at the alarm clock at the side of the bed.

Its already 11am! Mag was slightly taken aback. This was already more than the sun s.h.i.+ning down his b.u.t.t. It was already noon.

Embarra.s.sed, Mag sat up and put Ugly Duckling, which was sleeping on his arm, to the side, and said, Erm. I seem to have overslept a little.

Its more than a little. We couldnt wake you up no matter how. I almost wanted to treat you. Irina pursed her lips.

Perhaps Im just too tired. Mag tried to change the topic.

His sensation of the outside world was sealed off when he was in the test field for the G.o.d of Cookery. The system wouldnt notify him if it didnt sense any threats, so he didnt hear Irinas calls at all.

You guys must be hungry. Ill go make break lunch for you guys. Mag got up from the bed.

We already had breakfast. You left quite a bit of mung bean cake from last night, and there is milk in the fridge. Amy patted her tummy. But, I am hungry again.

Lets go downstairs. Ill make you new desserts after lunch. Mag patted Amys head smilingly.

New dessert?

Mm-hmm. I had a good sleep and a good dream. I learned it in my dream. Mag nodded.

Are you for real? Can you learn to cook in your dreams? Irina looked at Mag with doubt.

You will see it later if you dont believe me. Moreover, I have improved the mung bean cake. I will let you try the real mung bean cake today. Mag walked out confidently.

Mag took a break after lunch before going into the kitchen to make the mung bean cake and salted egg yolk pastry.

The system gave him a whole new set of molds, culinary tools, and an oven after he learned the recipes.

The mung bean cake was relatively easier, but its preparation work was more complicated. Fortunately, he had already soaked some mung beans in the fridge last night. He could start making the mung bean cakes after removing the skins. It saved him plenty of waiting time.

Meanwhile, it was much more complicated to make the salted egg yolk pastry.

Irina stood at the kitchens entrance as she watched Mag take the ingredients and condiments out from the fridge. She perplexedly asked, When did you buy all those things? I didnt see you buy them when we went out shopping yesterday?

Mags hands froze in midair. She finally had suspicions about the inexhaustible ingredients that appeared in the fridge mysteriously after so long?

Oh, I know it. You must have bought them when you went to buy the mung bean pastry. Just as Mag was trying to come with an explanation, Irina had already found a perfect excuse for him.

Yes. Its exactly like that. Mag nodded.

The complexity of the salted egg yolk pastry stemmed from its four-layered structure. The exterior layer was also the glazed layer that engulfed the pastry skin. Their layers were created by rolling it over and over again with the rolling pin. The salted egg yolk was wrapped in red bean paste before being wrapped in the pastry skin. A layer of egg yolk glaze would be brushed over the surface, and sesame seeds would be scattered over it before putting it into the oven.

Furthermore, the pastry needed to be coated and baked trice during the baking process. The salted egg yolk pastry would be removed, coated with the egg yolk wash, and put back into the oven again three times before the golden and crispy salted egg yolk pastry was formally done.

The entire process was like an artistic performance. The two children also came to the kitchens entrance, and watched Mags performance. They were mesmerized.

Father is really so formidable. Amy opened her mouth slightly with admiration in her eyes.

Annies expression was also similar. She was also looking at Mag with a gaze full of admiration.

Irina leaned against the door frame, and looked at Mag with interest. She didnt know why, but the Mag who put down his longsword, picked up his chefs knife, and cooked quietly in the kitchen gave her a peaceful and reliable sensation. It was as if a boat that had been wandering around had finally found a harbor where it could dock.

Ding!

The ovens sound rang out.

Mag turned off the power, and opened the oven.

Smells so good!

A milky aroma together with the aroma of the egg pastry filled the kitchen and surged towards the kitchens door. The eyes of the three people watching at the door all lit up.

Mag brought out a tray of salted egg yolk pastry from the oven under their stare. The golden skin had a layer of glaze with specks of sesame decorating it. It looked extremely enticing.

This is the salted egg yolk pastry, but you can only eat it after it cools down. Mag walked out with the salted egg yolk pastry smilingly..