Gaodian Hemian is not fast and his movements are neither too fast nor too slow.

Compared with Wu Xinglin, Gao Dian's speed is far less than that.

Wu Xinglin's kneading dough movements are very fast, but because he is proficient, he will unconsciously speed up.

This kind of speed is also exercised in the environment of the Shangweilou kitchen, because the pace of the Shangweilou kitchen is very fast.

If you want to use dough, you need to use dough. Who is waiting for you to be slow and smooth!

Wu Xinglin was forced to develop the habit of kneading and moving quickly in this environment for a long time.

In fact, it doesn’t mean that the dough is fast, but it’s better if the dough is slow.

If you want to become a master-level expert, the condition is to find your own rhythm.

Wu Xinglin was obviously going astray. He was just blindly pursuing speed and did not look for a rhythm that suited him.

On the other hand, Gao Dian is different. His rhythm of the face is gradually forming his own style. In terms of techniques, he has gradually developed his own characteristics from the original formulaic techniques.

To put it bluntly, the reason why Wu Xinglin took such a wrong path is that he does not have a good teacher.

Are there many experts in the kitchen of the Winning Building?

There must be many, but Wu Xinglin did not become a disciple, and they were unwilling to accept Wu Xinglin as their apprentice, so they would not teach Wu Xinglin with all their heart and strength. If you give me some advice occasionally, it would be fine.

Get back to the point.

The dough that Wu Xinglin kneaded had already been formed, and he only needed to knead twice and it was done.

Gao Dian is different, his dough is still early to be kneaded.

Wu Xinglin brushed twice, kneaded the dough, stopped and looked at Gao Dian with a proud look.

I've already kneaded, you haven't kneaded yet!

He looked around for a while and looked at the onlookers. Suddenly, he felt something was wrong.

Why are everyone's faces so serious?

After careful observation, Wu Xinglin found that the eyes of the onlookers had always fallen on Gao Dian.

This made Wu Xinglin a little puzzled. He had already completed it. Why is it not for everyone to focus on himself?

Wu Xinglin's face looked a little ugly. For some reason, he felt a little bad in his heart.

Will you lose? But you can't find a reason to lose!

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Yao Jun felt more and more moved as he looked at it. Gao Dian had indeed entered a state of concentration. He had slowly found his own rhythm of kneading. Although he was still very immature, in time, Gao Dian would definitely become a master of kneading.

This made Yao Jun a little envious.

Although he is a first-class pastry chef, he is not particularly good at kneading.

At least he cannot enter a state of concentration anytime and anywhere. It depends on the situation when entering occasionally.

Genting the noodles is the basis of pasta. Whether the noodles are well or not is the key to determining the lower limit of pasta.

If the noodles are well mixed, even if they are steamed with white flour steamed buns, it will be very delicious. On the contrary, if the noodles are not well mixed, they will not taste very good even if they are added with delicacies. This is the lower limit of the decision to knead.

It was precisely because Yao Jun couldn't pass the Extra-First Class Noodle Teacher exam because he couldn't get a good job.

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Wu Xinglin calmed down and began to observe Gao Dian. He found that Gao Dian had a special sense of rhythm when he kneaded.

This made Wu Xinglin feel a little puzzled. How could the kneading feel feel?

Without waiting for a long time, Gao Dian's noodles were reconciled.

After rubbing for the last time, Gao Dian's eyes showed comments.

“Good quality cold water dough…”

There were still some shortcomings behind it. Gao Dian read it roughly and breathed a sigh of relief.

The dough is evaluated as good, which is the result of his efforts during this period. Although he did not perform well, he maintained a high level during this period.

Gao Dian is quite satisfied.

The moment Gaodian dough was kneaded, Yao Jun already knew what he won and lost.

Many people may not be able to see it, but with his level as a first-class pastry chef, he can see who is better and who is worse.

The other two people who were the team leader with Yao Jun also saw that they were not referees and did not make any statement.

Yao Jun looked at Wu Xinglin and sighed: "You lost."

Upon hearing this, Wu Xinglin said to Gao Dian: "Did you hear that, you lost."

After he finished speaking these few words, he found that Yao Jun was looking at him and was stunned.

"Group... Team Leader, is he losing?"

Wu Xinglin pointed at Gao Dian and asked, his voice trembling a little.

"No, you lost." Yao Jun said.

Not only Wu Xinglin doesn't believe this, but even most other people don't believe it.

A colleague who usually has a good relationship with Wu Xinglin came forward and said, "Team leader, are you making a mistake?"

Yao Jun said: "If you don't believe it, you can start by touching it yourself."

Not a colleague from the second group, he looked at his respective team leaders and saw his respective team leaders nodding slightly and agreeing with Yao Jun's words.

Wu Xinglin clenched his fists, and blood appeared in his eyes. He asked in a hoarse voice: "Team leader, did I really lose?"

Yao Jun sighed and said, "Although I hope you win, the facts are in front of you, you really lost."

"How is it possible! How could I lose?" Wu Xinglin said in a daze.

Yao Jun didn't say anything, winning means winning, losing means losing. He sympathized with Wu Xinglin, but he couldn't favor him.

At the same time, Yao Jun glanced at Gao Dian and sighed in his heart that some people were the ancestors who were treating food. At a young age, the level of kneading dough was almost up to him. Obviously, a week ago, the level of kneading dough was worse than that of Wu Xinglin.

I can only say that this person's talent is too high.

Yao Jun had no idea of ​​accepting disciples. He couldn't teach such disciples, and someone must have taught them.

Wu Xinglin suddenly picked up the dough that Gao Dian kneaded and felt it carefully. After a while, he put down the dough in a daze.

He lost!

Although he didn't want to admit it, he really lost.

When Yao Jun confirmed, Wu Xinglin didn't want to believe it. Now that he has confirmed it himself, he has no choice but to believe it.

Wu Xinglin looked at Gao Dian with red eyes and asked hoarsely: "The level you showed before has never been your true level, right?"

Gao Dian shook his head and said, "No, you said it wrong, that is indeed my true level."

"No, it's impossible! Your previous level was obviously worse than me, how could one week surpass me? This is impossible!" Wu Xinglin said in disbelief.

"Nothing is impossible." Gao Dian said.

"What do you think the knot is? How could a week make such a great progress?" Wu Xinglin still didn't believe it.

Gao Dian said: "If you don't believe me, I can't do it. I can only say that in addition to kneading here every day, I will also make peace when I go back."

Wu Xinglin suddenly thought that Gao Dian once had a bad mental state, and he was laughing at him.

Now that I think about it, it should be because I practiced Gaodian very late and didn’t have a good rest.

Thinking of this, Wu Xinglin discovered that he was the ridiculous person.

It is ridiculous and sad that he is more talented than him. If he surpasses himself, he still doesn't believe it.
Chapter completed!