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萬衆期待的劉清36期免費直播微課堂終于開課啦，時間就在明天晚上八點，好期待、好興奮有沒有！第36期牛角包課堂適合學習人群：有一定基礎想要深入學習的老學員從事私房創業的工作者零基礎的烘焙愛好者

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經典牛角包制作方法

牛角包是享受天然酵母面團打造的最原始風味的面包，口感酥香蓬松。牛角包在法國有著重要的地位，而且牛角包也更考究烘焙師傅的技巧，也就是說能夠做得出好的牛角包的烘焙師傅，其技術水平絕對不會差。現在來劉清微課堂直播間，就可以學習最純正的經典牛角包制作步驟了，想要成爲烘焙大師嗎？雖然一節課不能讓您完成成爲，但是至少經過明晚，您已經往烘焙大師的路上前進一步了！

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本期直播微課堂的主講老師是劉清高級烘焙講師——秦明老師，秦明老師是國家高級西點面點師，從事烘焙行業已有11年經驗，其中跟從劉清老師學習有5年了。在校期間，秦明老師曾協助學校出版過多部著作、烘焙教材，對傳統烘焙技術進行了徹底的改革，讓學員真正體會到國際先進做法。

劉清老師曾經說過一句這樣的話，“跟著成功人士學習，更容易接近成功！”那麽跟著這樣的高級烘焙大師一起學習，更能將烘焙知識完全掌握！

烘焙問題全方位解答

本期直播微課堂還特意增設一個15分鍾的提問環節，“高粉與低粉有什麽區別？”“私房工作室的機器該如何選擇？”……只要您在烘焙路上遇到的問題，秦明老師都會免費幫您解決。

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"We walked by the side of our teams or behind the wagons, we slept on the ground at night, we did our own cooking, we washed our knives by sticking them into the ground rapidly a few times, and we washed our plates with sand and wisps of grass. When we stopped, we arranged our wagons in a circle, and thus formed a 'corral,' or yard, where we drove our oxen to yoke them up. And the corral was often very useful as a fort, or camp, for defending ourselves against the Indians. Do you see that little hollow down there?" he asked, pointing to a depression in the ground a short distance to the right of the train. "Well, in that hollow our wagon-train was kept three days and nights by the Indians. Three days and nights they stayed around, and made several attacks. Two of our men were killed and three were wounded by their arrows, and others had narrow escapes. One arrow hit me on the throat, but I was saved by the knot of my neckerchief, and the point only tore the skin a little. Since that time I have always had a fondness for large neckties. I don't know how many of the Indians we killed, as they carried off their dead and wounded, to save them from being scalped. Next to getting the scalps of their enemies, the most important thing with the Indians is to save their own. We had several fights during our journey, but that one was the worst. Once a little party of us were surrounded in a small 'wallow,' and had a tough time to defend ourselves successfully. Luckily for us, the Indians had no fire-arms then, and their bows and arrows were no match for our rifles. Nowadays they are well armed, but there are[Pg 41] not so many of them, and they are not inclined to trouble the railway trains. They used to do a great deal of mischief in the old times, and many a poor fellow has been killed by them." The boys looked in the direction indicated, but could see nothing. This is not surprising, when we remember that sailors' eyes are accustomed to great distances, and can frequently see objects distinctly long before landsmen can make them out. Mr. Charlton's melancholy eyes seemed to be fixed on space. Just for the moment he had forgotten that he was not alone. Lawrence gave a sympathetic cough. As a matter of fact, he had not yet explained what he was doing there, and the longer the explanation was postponed the better he would be pleased. "You see our patient has gone," Balmayne said smoothly. "As a matter of fact, the whole thing was a ridiculous mistake. But you must not blame us. The blame is due to the charming young lady who sent for you. But that is one of the drawbacks of your noble profession. Goodnight." In one of the inmost circles, a sacred elephant had gone must, breaking his ropes, and confined now by only one leg. 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In the middle of the room was a confused array of benches and tables, and against the walls, also washed with yellow, hung a series of portraits of bewigged worthies. No new clues offered themselves. He detached one of the hard, adhering chunks of gum and dropped it into his pocket, “just in case,” he said, half-grinning, “just in case they transfer themselves somewhere else. I’ll leave twenty-nine of them—and see.” The Lieutenant and Si and Shorty tried to make themselves believe that the noise was receding, showing that the rebels were being driven. At times it certainly was so, and then again it would burst out, Naturally, the boys were big-eyed all the time with the sights that filled the landscape near and far. Wherever they looked they were astonished, and when in a march they came out on a crest that commanded a wide view, they could not help halting, to drink all its wonders in. Even the experienced Si and Shorty were as full of amazement as they, and watched with fascination the spectacle of mighty preparation and concentrated power. "It has a great deal to do with this lecture with which you have favored us," answered the Major dryly. "But we'll not discuss that in open court. Are you through with the witness, Judge-Advocate? If so, call the next." "But I'm not going to leave you alone to brood," Albin said. "Because I'm your friend. And brooding isn't good for you. It's brooding that's got you into such a state—where you worry about growing things, for God's sake, and about freedom and silly things like that." Albin grinned. "What you've got to do is stop worrying, and I know how to get you to do that, kiddo. I really do." "Where may I learn the others?" But Gornom didn't answer, and Cadnan's breathing-space was over. He had to be back at the board, pushing buttons, watching carefully. Gornom stood behind him, peering over his shoulder with a cloudy eye. 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