Rebirth of Mu Zetianxia

The summer sun is always particularly dazzling. The water sprinkler turns around the city early in the morning, and the trees on both sides of the street are covered with crystal drops of water, which makes people look much more energetic.

Mu Ze was wearing pajamas, opened the curtains, and stretched his waist towards the uncle outside the window, revealing his small belly button.Rubbing his eyes, Mu Ze recalled in a daze. It seemed that he and Brother Cheng had an appointment to go to work at 08:30 yesterday. He suddenly turned his head and looked at the wall clock on the wall. It was already [-]:[-].Oops, Muze tidied up in a hurry, rushed out of the room with a bag of milk in his mouth, and ran towards the dessert house.

Even though the dessert house is relatively close, only a few buildings away, Mu Ze was still 5 minutes late when he arrived at his destination. He could see Cheng Ge's tall figure dangling in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass windows at a glance. With a rag in hand, you can easily wipe it to the top with a slight lift of your hand.With a straight face and a serious expression, there is a strange sense of virtuousness. Coupled with a figure that is stronger than ordinary people, it looks extraordinarily interesting.

"Brother Cheng, I'm sorry for being late."

As soon as Miao Wencheng turned around, he saw the little boy with his hair slightly upturned, and a shy smile on his handsome face, waving his hands at him, like a cat causing trouble stretching out its paws in favor, Miao Wencheng couldn't help but also Showing a smile, he rubbed Mu Ze's soft hair, "I was late for work on the first day, huh?"

Mu Ze was even more embarrassed. He liked to stay in bed since he was a child. Every time his brothers took him to do morning classes, they always went to his room to wake him up half an hour in advance.

"It won't happen next time." Mu Ze promised that he practiced late last night and forgot that he is no longer a sleepless monk. If he sets the alarm on that thing called a mobile phone tonight, he won't Late again.

Miao Wenben didn't blame him at all, and seeing the boy's stern expression on his face, he couldn't help laughing, "Okay, I'll show you to change into your work clothes first, and I'll teach you how to use the cash register later."

"Okay." Mu Ze nodded, and followed Miao Wencheng into the store. A small room was opened in the corridor connecting the storefront to the back kitchen, with a row of wardrobes and a bench. It was very simple. Miao Wencheng opened a cabinet, and the inside was wiped clean. It's clean, the clothes are neatly placed inside, and there are a few hooks on the cabinet door. The shape of the cat's claw is very cute.

"This is your cabinet," Miao Wencheng smiled, his strong body made the whole space look smaller, he took out the key and handed it to Mu Ze, Brother Cheng continued, "Okay, I'll come out soon after changing my clothes. "After finishing speaking, he turned and left.

Mu Ze shook off his clothes, which were black and white clothes that are very common in coffee shops, white shirt, black apron, and slim black trousers underneath. After changing, Mu Ze locked the door and walked to the front.

Miao Wencheng looked at the young man who had changed his clothes and walked out. He was stunned. He was a clean and well-behaved young man. After he put on his uniform, he became more abstinent, not to mention the gentle curve of his mouth, as if he could smell the sun. warmth.

"It's very suitable for you, Xiao Ze." Miao Wencheng smiled, and led Mu Ze into the counter. The operation of the cash register is very simple. After Miao Wencheng taught it twice, Mu Ze used it very well. It's a glass case full of pastries, there are several ice cream machines behind it, and there is a small refrigerator full of fresh fruit.

Miao Wencheng pointed to a machine with a strange shape and said, "This is for making juice. You don't need to season it, just cut the fruit into small pieces and put them in this box. After 3 minutes, the juice will come out of the outlet here. "

Mu Ze looked up and down, and found that although there were no monks in this space, the ingenuity of these utensils could almost catch up with the middle-grade alchemy utensils, which was amazing. "What kind of cups do you use for juice?" Muze asked, pointing to the assortment of utensils in the window. There are porcelain, glass, classic, or exquisite, all of which are unique.

Miao Wencheng shrugged, "It's up to you. From today onwards, you will be in charge of the counter, because I only recruit you as a waiter, so you can work harder first. I will come out to help after the cakes are finished. It's up to you."

Mu Ze nodded, "No problem." With some cultivation, his memory has improved a lot. He can clearly remember all the prices on the list with just a glance, and the rest of the machines are easy to operate. It is not difficult for him, the only thing that worries him is that he has never sold anything, and he does not have the eloquence of those businessmen. He can only briefly introduce pastries and collect money for change. I hope this will not affect The business of the store.

Miao Wencheng had already wiped the shop, and the counter was cleaned up. After playing with various machines for a while, Mu Ze picked up a white handkerchief and wiped the cups one by one. Looking more carefully, what he likes most is a white porcelain cup with delicate glaze, which is of a moderate size in his hand, and feels good when he rubs it with his fingers.

"Dingling bell" The door was pushed open, and the bell above made a crisp sound. Mu Ze raised his head, smiled like the waiter in his memory and said, "Welcome."

The person who came was a young man in his 30s. He was dressed in a light gray suit. There are no particularly outstanding attributes, but in this world, it is not that those with a single attribute are successful. In fact, because a certain aspect is too paranoid, even if a person with a single attribute is such a genius, it is too young to die young. Duo, especially mortals, cannot restrain their natural attributes, just like Qin Song, if he hadn't met Mu Ze, he would have died or gone crazy.

Mu Ze stared at the man who came to the counter, and smiled slightly, "What kind of cakes do customers need? Here is a list, you can take a look." Mu Ze handed over the category list with exquisite patterns, and the man took it with his hand , turned around a little, raised his head and smiled and said, "I don't know much about pastry, can you introduce me to a less sweet one."

Mu Ze nodded. He had memorized all the characteristics of dim sum just now. The boy's fair and slender fingers slid across the exquisite patterns, and finally stopped at the bottom, "How about this one? It's mainly made of coffee beans. The ingredients are slightly bitter, and there is not much cream, which is very in line with the requirements of customers."

The young man looked serious, which made it easy for people to feel a sense of trust.

"Well, yes, let's have this." The man's voice was very magnetic, and his tone was soft. Mu Ze was very happy that the first customer he served was so easy to talk, and continued to ask, "Do you want anything else to drink?"

The man glanced at the juice on the list and said, "Give me a glass of warm water."

The slightly bitter pastry with warm water is really a special taste. Mu Ze collected the money, and the man found a seat by the window and sat down. Mu Ze wiped his hands, took out the pastry from the glass cabinet, and put it on the tray , put out a paper towel and a delicate fork, poured a glass of warm water, and brought them together to the man.

Putting things on the table one by one, Mu Ze smiled slightly, "Use it slowly." Then he went back to the counter.

The man looked at the dessert on the table, took a sip with the fork, frowned slightly, put down the fork, picked up the glass of warm water, took a few sips, and did not take another sip from the plate of dessert.

Mu Ze shrugged, looking at the guest's performance, either Brother Cheng's craftsmanship is not good enough, or he doesn't like dessert at all.

At this moment, Miao Wencheng came over from the back kitchen wiping his hands with a handkerchief, "Xiao Ze, did you have a visitor just now?" Turning his eyes, he saw the man sitting by the window. Stepping over, "Uncle Xuan, why are you here?"

Qin Xuan couldn't help showing a gentle smile, "Of course I came to see you, and opened a dessert shop quietly. Why, they didn't invite us to come and sit. Those boys are not as easy to talk to as I am."

Miao Wencheng smiled, and sat opposite Qin Xuan. His strong figure of nearly two meters made the space immediately narrow. He pulled the dessert on the table in front of him with his big hand, "Uncle Xuan, if you don't like sweets, don't eat them." Reluctantly, it’s not good to waste too much.”

Qin Xuan laughed, "You are quite cheerful, boy."

Miao Wencheng paused for a moment, and then smiled in relief, "From the very beginning, I just wanted to live this kind of ordinary life. Being a pastry chef and owning my own small shop is now a dream come true. As for the twists and turns in the middle, I don't think about it any more, I'm always lucky to be alive."

Qin Xuan smiled gratifiedly, "I'm much more at ease in this way."

Mu Ze stood obediently behind the counter. Even though the voices of Qin Xuan and Miao Wencheng were not loud, there was no one else in the store, and with Mu Ze's keen eyes and ears, he could hear every word clearly.It seems that Mu Ze's judgment was correct the first time he saw Brother Cheng. Miao Wencheng had indeed been severely injured, escaped from death, and the earth element in his body was almost exhausted.

The elements in the human body belong to innate attributes. Once they are exhausted, it is difficult to restore them. What's more, the lifespan of humans in this space is not long, the longest is only a hundred years. Miao Wencheng was relatively lucky to lose his life at the same time.

Qin Xuan chatted with Miao Wencheng for a few more words. All the desserts on the table went into Miao Wencheng's stomach. A clear bell rang at the door. Three girls walked into the store and went straight to the pastries on the counter. The girl raised her head happily, "I want this tiramisu... Su." The girl stared blankly at the smiling young man behind the counter, her face flushed suddenly, and she stabbed fiercely at her companion who was still bowing her head to choose pastries. , the girl next to her trembled and raised her head in doubt.

Three seconds later, three pairs of bright eyes appeared in front of Mu Ze, staring closely at his every move. Mu Ze blinked, holding the list and hesitantly asked, "Do you need anything else?"

The girl in blue shook her head desperately, dragged her two companions to find a seat near the counter and sat down. Mu Ze heaved a sigh of relief, turned sideways and began to mix juice. He accepted the memory of this body and was confident in the world No one will find out that this shell contains a soul from another world, but there is always a little uneasiness in my heart, and I don't like other people's probing eyes.

A smile appeared on the corner of Qin Xuan's mouth by the window, "Where did you recruit this person?" Just now he noticed that the boy's movements were a little rusty, but his smile was sincere and pure, and it was easy to make people like him, and his appearance was not exquisite. Beautiful, but handsome and clean, with a flair from the bottom of her heart, which is definitely not comparable to those so-called beauties who have nothing but appearances.

Miao Wencheng looked at Mu Ze's serious expression and smiled slightly, "This kitten bumped into it by myself."

"Then you really picked it up." Qin Xuan said with a smile. The location of this store is good. It is located in a community and there are two middle schools around it. It should not worry about customers, but Miao Wencheng's appearance is quite shocking. Even if it is possible to hire someone to be responsible for the reception, for Miao Wencheng, the most enjoyable thing is to see the expressions of admiration and admiration when others eat desserts, and he cannot be kept in the kitchen all the time.

Mu Ze's soft and gentle aura neutralized Miao Wencheng's hostility to a large extent. He didn't see the girls on the seat who kept turning their eyes around the boy, and he didn't see Miao Wencheng's very presence by the window. Huge body.

Qin Xuan has been a psychiatrist for such a long time, and has his own way of looking at people. The young man behind the counter looks cute at first glance, but in fact he is very tough inside, with clear eyes but also a hint of indifference. No matter how gentle they seem, they are essentially people who are very wary and not easy to make friends with.

As a waiter, Qin Xuan feels very relieved. Miao Wencheng has a special status. Those who are really innocent wage earners are more likely to be used by others, and they will be bribed if they think too much. Mu Ze is just right.

Mu Ze naturally noticed Qin Xuan's scrutinizing gaze, but he also ignored it. For Mu Ze, except for people and things related to practice, as long as his own safety is not endangered, the rest doesn't need to be too much concerned.

In the afternoon, the bright sunlight cast a crystal golden light curtain through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the bell at the door kept ringing, and the shop was soon full of people. Surprisingly good. Of course, this is also because the information spreads very fast near the school. If you send a message to the school, more than half of the students will browse it.

Coupled with a profile photo of a beautiful man provided by the girl in blue, the boy's slender fingers are holding the same white porcelain, his eyes are focused, as if looking at his only true love, and a gentle smile at the corner of his mouth is enough to drown everyone.

At about two o'clock in the afternoon, the students all went back to class, and Mu Ze, who had been busy for a long time, finally had time to rest. His current cultivation level is only one level, which is to clean up the toxins in his body, so that his physique will not be weakened. It's a big change, and there are too many scars on this body, not to mention the side effects of some drugs. After standing for such a long time, Mu Ze feels that his knees will not bend back. A little movement will help him Bring on a burst of soreness.

A pair of big hands covered the boy's knees, kneading them a few times, and the numbness immediately improved a lot. Miao Wencheng leaned down and smiled, "I'm tired, I didn't expect the business to be so good, let's take a break and eat something .”

Mu Ze rubbed his stomach, only to realize that he hadn't had lunch yet, and he forgot about it. Miao Wencheng had already prepared pastries and coffee, and brought them hot from the back kitchen. Mu Ze looked at the food in the small plate in front of him. He looked at the mountain of bread in front of Miao Wencheng, and blinked.

Miao Wencheng shrugged, "The bread bakes fast, and I'm very hungry. I'll get someone to bring us food tomorrow. Eating sweets every day is not good for your health."

"Food delivery?" Mu Ze gave up the fork, picked up the pastry and bit off a small half, and asked vaguely, "Can't Brother Cheng cook?"

Miao Wencheng chuckled, "I'm just a pastry chef, cooking? That's what a cook does."

Mu Ze took a sip of the bitter coffee, stuck out his tongue, "Understood, brother Cheng can't cook."

Miao Wencheng lightly tapped the young man's head, "Don't say it if you know it, you can't expose the boss's shortcomings, understand?" Of course he can cook after being outside for so long, but he always writes about simple home-cooked dishes, tastes and tastes. Generally, the skill of the food delivery person is much better than him, and it is not for nothing to take advantage of the advantages.