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Suddenly, I felt that the breakfast in my hand was a bit heavy.

Zhou Xi changed his hand to carry the breakfast bag, he took a step back alone, turned and left.

His hand touched the bag of Yuanyang milk tea, it was still warm.Zhou Xi drove a little faster all the way today, because he was afraid that the milk tea would cool off halfway through the morning rush hour.

Where are you going?

He vaguely remembered what Lu Xiangyang had mentioned to him, that there was a cafe nearby.

Forest Cafe.

Zhou Xi glanced at the business hours posted on the door of the coffee shop, and there were still 2 hours before opening.

The self-adhesive label pasted is old, and the printed color is a little blurred, making it difficult to see clearly.When Zhou Xi slightly leaned over to the front of the store, the door was suddenly pulled open.

The doorknob of the coffee house is surrounded by turquoise vines, which indeed embellishes the feeling of the forest.

"Guest, do you want to come in?" The man who opened the door had complex tattoos on his hands, the patterns were extremely exquisite, and his voice had a mellow metallic texture.

Zhou Xi looked up along the trend of the tattoo, and saw the blue-black lines attached to his skin like dragon scales, extending all the way to his shoulders.Under the coat of the flower-armed man is a loose vest, revealing a large area of ​​lean muscles.You can see maple leaves struggling and vigorously growing on his collarbone.

The man leaned lazily on the door, looking at him indifferently.He tilted his head slightly, and a light flickered on his earlobe.

Hit the left earring.

He raised his eyes at Zhou Xi's breakfast bag, and said, "I can't bring outside food in my shop."

Zhou Xi slowly stood up straight, and he held the bag tightly.

The two stood domineeringly in the autumn wind.

"Ouch, Brother Sen is back? Long time no see!"

I only heard a familiar voice sounding from behind, and a motorcycle approached with a whimper.

When he turned around, Zhou Xi happened to see two huge suitcases in the coffee shop with the lights off, all covered with the registration labels for plane consignment.

The owner seems to have traveled somewhere.

Brother Shun took off his helmet, smiled and waved at the flower-armed man named Brother Sen.Seeing Zhou Xi turn his head, he slapped his thigh and shouted at Zhou Xi: "Morning! Monthly subscription VIP!"

Zhou Xi: "..."

Wu Sen asked with interest: "Who is it?"

Brother Shun happily replied: "Sunflower Old Lu!"

"It's rice." Zhou Xi finally finished the sentence unbearably, "...the rice he cooks, the rice he eats."

Say it three times.

"Oh, they are all acquaintances." Wu Sen looked like a character who couldn't laugh, his expression was like a rock being blown by wind and sand, he was unmoved, only his eyes were left to express emotions .Zhou Xi saw that the light in his eyes had softened, Wu Sen pulled the door open, his eyes flicked towards the shop, and it was an invitation, "Come in."

"Thank you." Zhou Xi took a look, he weighed the still hot milk tea in his hand, thought for a while, turned around and stopped the courier brother, "Brother Shun, can you deliver something for me?"

Less than 100 meters away from the coffee shop, the boss Lu Xiangyang was so absorbed in his work that he was unaware of everything that happened outside the shop, and the work in the shop was extremely busy.

In order to stop Xiaohua from chanting "President Zhou and lunch", Boss Lu found something for her to do, prioritizing her to make cakes and spread dough.

There is a saying that when a novice takes office, dangers abound.

"Well... President Lu, do you want to take a look?"

After half an hour passed, Huo Xiaohua held a spatula in her hand and her expression was very serious, as if she was a doctor who came out of the operating room to notify her of a critical illness.

A spatula takes out the urgency of a surgical scalpel.

Lu Xiangyang followed her hand and looked up: "Something went wrong?"

The scene of the workbench is indeed more critical than the critical illness notice.The six-inch birthday cake to be delivered before noon, as far as it is concerned, the cream is beyond words.

If it is difficult to classify the grades, choose from low, middle and high, and Lu Xiangyang will probably choose the sum of the three.

The cakes produced by Xiaohua are full of bumps and holes, the thickness of the cream varies, and the distance and height are different.

"What is this?" Lu Xiangyang sighed while putting down his work, "Moon School?"

Huo Xiaohua shook her high-tied twin ponytails, which hit her face pitifully: "I've been watching your video for a long time. meeting."

Lu Xiangyang tied his apron with his hands behind his back: "It takes a lot of practice, I don't blame you. What time is it?"

"Now..." Huahua watched Boss Lu re-tie her braids, and turned to look at the clock on the wall, "It's 09:30, there's still one hour left, I have to send it out."

"Re-pour the cream, reduce the sugar, and distribute it seven times, then go to fold the box." Lu Xiangyang washed his hands and said, "I have finished the hand-painted pattern, and it will freeze and stick it after a while. There is still time."

The hand-painted patterns on the cake are all painted with cream frosting that has been adjusted in color.According to the pattern required by the customer, first use a very thin piping bag to squeeze out the cream hook line on the paved oil paper, and then fill it with color.Then send it to the refrigerator to freeze into a complete picture of cream frosting. After the hardness reaches the standard, peel off the oil paper, so that it can fit on the surface of the cream cake and become the most distinctive decoration.

Lu Xiangyang's job is a bit more difficult. He also needs to use real-life photos to simplify the features into a Q-version. It requires a certain amount of painting skills, and he needs to figure it out before painting.

Therefore, Boss Lu stared at Teacher Miaomiao's photo all morning.

Although Huo Xiaohua was busy with her own hands, she kept her eyes on the work in Boss Lu's hands.

She really wanted to learn more from Lu Xiangyang.

Those Butter Lords who ran all over the ground in her hands seemed to have eyes in Boss Lu's hands, obediently following his spatula.Lu Xiangyang's knife was polished sharply, and when he turned his hand, the rough and uneven butter climbed around the edge of the knife and was harvested neatly.

Animal cream is very difficult to operate.It is easy to collapse, easy to melt, and it is easy to be rough if you wipe it back and forth too many times. It looks like the whole cake is bumpy.

Lu Xiangyang wiped the knife to the edge of the vat, and put the whipped cream back into the vat.He wiped the spatula carefully, took out a basin of freshly whipped cream, dipped the tip of the knife into it, and picked it up.

The cream has a small hook on the tip of the knife, and it is soft and exudes a sweet milky fragrance.

Huo Xiaohua couldn't hold back and asked, "Did I whip the cream right?"

"Yes." Lu Xiangyang said without raising his head, skillfully filling the cake base with cream.

The snow-white cream is like fluffy clouds, gently wrapping the yellow cake embryo, hiding the sweet diced mango and strawberry slices between the interlayers, full of juice and fruity fragrance.

It was bound to be a grand surprise when it was cut open.

Huo Xiaohua changed her mind.She now thinks, those who can eat cakes are really happy.

"Wrap the cake with cream first." Boss Lu said while bending over and turning the mounting table, "If it is not wrapped tightly, you will make it up later, and it will be uneven."

As he spoke, he stood up the knife and turned it around against the side of the cake.

Lu Xiangyang's hand was very steady, with just one knife, the side of the cake was instantly soft and silky, regular and round, and flat to comfort.

Huo Xiaohua didn't know where she learned her obsessive-compulsive disorder, she exhaled happily, and folded the packing box in her hand more and more quickly.

"Wait until you get used to it." Lu Xiangyang's next knife stuck to the top of the undulating cake, concentrating on it, "You can learn like me, and close it with one knife."

He held the hand of the mounting table and stretched it hard, and the cake spun quickly.

Lu Xiangyang's hand was as steady as a rock, and the tip of the knife could not move at all, and he pushed it straight from the edge to the middle.

As the cake rotated at high speed, the circular knife marks on the surface gradually shrank with Lu Xiangyang's advancing hand until they disappeared in the center.Withdraw the spatula and look at the surface of the cake. It is already smooth and flat, which makes people feel refreshed.

The excess cream is all received on the blade, in one go.

Looking at the watch again, it took only two minutes.

"Wow——" Huo Xiaohua quickly got up and handed over the frozen buttercream by hand, and shouted happily, "Boss Lu is awesome! I want to learn again!"

"Take your time." Lu Xiangyang put the spatula into the bucket, and said angrily to the little girl, "I'm afraid you'll learn 'one knife'."

Before Boss Lu finished speaking, he heard a loud movement outside the door, including the sound of a motorcycle braking.

"Old Lu——! It's not good!" Brother Shun shouted outside the door as if announcing a funeral, "Something happened! You're gone!"

Lu Xiangyang: "..."

Brother Shun seemed to be carrying a large bag of things, and Boss Lu opened the door to pick it up. A few cups of milk tea made the pineapple bag warm.

Looks like it's been a while since I bought it.

"Where did this come from?"

Several cups of milk tea add up to be quite heavy, so Lu Xiangyang weighed it with his hands.

Brother Shun curled his lips and rolled his eyes: "Your monthly subscription VIP asked me to pick it up for you."

"Zhou Xi?" Lu Xiangyang was startled, "What about others? What's missing?"

"Your VIP customer is gone. He's at Senge's, Forest Cafe." Brother Shun pointed towards the back of the street, shook his head regretfully and said, "Mr. gone."

Lu Xiangyang turned around and put down the milk tea and bread.

Zhou Xi is here?He didn't even know?

No more greetings?

Lu Xiangyang picked up the empty garbage bag - there were only a few balls of paper that Xiaohua threw in in the morning, the bag looked very weightless, and it was dangling lightly in his hand.

Xiao Hua stared at him blankly: "Boss Lu? Where are you going?"

Lu Xiangyang saw through Hongchen's calm and relieved appearance, but rolled up his sleeves for no apparent reason, and waved to Xiaohua and Brother Shun with a half-smile: "It's okay, I just went to throw a trash."

Brother Shun looked at Xiaohua: "Looking at his posture, why do I think he is going to rob a bank?"

Xiao Hua: "...almost."

On the same street, it is not surprising that the shopkeepers know each other.Wu Sen and Lu Xiangyang had also met each other before. As the two handsome shopkeepers on Flower Street, they didn't know whether it was the usual business introduction or the spontaneous tacit understanding of the customers. There were many customers who met.Lu Xiangyang also posted work photos of the two of them lined up side by side in the community post bar forum, and I don't know which little girl took the photo.

The comments below were full of enthusiasm. It was probably the wonderful CP of the vigorous barista and the pure pastry chef. He slipped his hands in fright and gave the original post a like.

Wu Sen's hobby is to go around to see the origin of coffee beans.This time too, it’s been about two months since I left.Photos are often updated on his blog account, and Lu Xiangyang will occasionally take a look at them.

The road has been traveled a lot, and people have a bohemian and free temperament all over their bodies.

Wu Sen had just come back, his skin was tanned, he had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he wore a wide shirt with colorful arms. He exuded a kind of mountain beauty.

It was the first time for Zhou Xi to come to the forest coffee house, and the style and layout here were all biased towards the original decoration with soft colors.The elements of logs and rainforest are used very cleverly, perfectly balancing the space in an out-of-the-ordinary sense.

On one side of the display wall hangs a battered fishing net filled with Polaroid photos of the owner's life and travels.

Indeed, I have been to many places.Colombia, Ethiopia, Guatemala, Kenya... all left a lot of scenery.

It's just that during the trips in the past few years, there was a young man besides Wu Sen in the photos, but it disappeared in the past two years. The only people who appeared in the photo were Wu Sen himself and the large tattoo on his arm.

There was no one else in the shop, it was quiet.The photos on the wall fluttered slightly, as if a net caught the past time.

"New customer, I haven't seen you before." Wu Sen skillfully took out a cup, "Have a drink, Mandheling or Washed Yega?"

Wu Sen looked like he had a poker face, but he was actually quite a talkative person.Even Zhou Xi, who cherishes words like gold, has to add a few words out of politeness.

"Yirgacheffe." Zhou Xi nodded towards him, seeing the tattoo pattern on his arm became more and more clear under the light, "Thank you."

Wu Sen seemed to be used to the guests looking at him, so he didn't lift his eyes. He stretched his tattooed arm while weighing the beans, and said, "If you like it, you can have one too."

Zhou Xi looked away calmly and said, "It hurts to see."

"If you die here." Wu Sen hooked the corner of his mouth, but he didn't seem to be smiling, as if he was mocking something.He firmly pointed to the position to the left of his heart, "There will be no pain anywhere on the body."

Zhou Xi frowned faintly.

He sat on a high chair at the bar, just high enough for him to step on the ground with his legs stretched out.Lu Xiangyang was carrying the trash, and saw Zhou Xi's long legs stretched out from the bar chair at a glance.

The garbage collection point on the street is just at the oblique corner of the main entrance of the Forest Coffee House. When throwing out the garbage, you can clearly see the people in the store from a large semicircular window.

Couldn't hear anything, but seemed to be chatting happily.

Boss Lu was so angry that he shook the garbage hard.In order to increase the effect of rendering the atmosphere, he deliberately picked up a few branches halfway, and with the weight added, he threw the trash can with a bang.

Zhou Xi turned his head when he heard the sound, and saw the back of Lu Xiangyang clapping his hands and walking back after throwing away the trash, the braids he was tied in flickered, and he walked away with extreme force.

The degree of concave shape is even no less than that of Tom Cat in Tom and Jerry.

Zhou Xi: "..."

Wu Sen followed suit, then lowered his head and continued to grind the beans in his hand: "Listen to Brother Shun, are you Xiao Lu's friend?"

"Yes." Zhou Xi turned around with lingering fear, "Friend."

During Wu Sen's 10-[-] minutes of brewing coffee, this friend Lu threw garbage back and forth about five times in line with the principle of the most honorable labor, each time as if he wanted to smash a huge hole in the ground.

Wu Sen shook his head: "Why does Xiao Lu have so much garbage today?"

Zhou Xi also shook his head.

Are you angry?

Is it because he obviously came but didn't go to his side to say hello?

...Not really.

While Zhou Xi was thinking, he was holding a coffee cup and was about to go to the door to check the situation. The hot coffee in his hand was shaking slightly, exuding a pleasant bright fruity aroma.

Just when he stood up, the door of the coffee shop was suddenly opened, Lu Xiangyang opened the door halfway, and poked his head in with his signature smile.

"Brother Sen!"

Lu Xiangyang laughed so seamlessly that Zhou Xi sighed silently in his heart.

Wu Sen nodded to him and raised the coffee pot in his hand.

"Long time no see, want a drink?"

"No, no, I'm here to find someone." Lu Xiangyang waved at Wu Sen, and he turned his face to Zhou Xi.

Zhou Xi also looked at him.

There was a serious and serious light in Lu Xiangyang's eyes, as if biting fire.

"Zhou Xi." Lu Xiangyang stared at him word by word, "Follow me back to dinner."

The author says:

Today I ate pork belly wrapped chicken!

The refreshing and crispy pork belly and the delicious chicken soup are a perfect match!Add freshly ground white pepper! The unique spice of pepper blends into the milky golden soup base, a little bit of spicy can wake up the whole winter~

Remember that white pepper is recorded in "Compendium of Materia Medica"~ warming the middle and lowering the air.It is very friendly to friends with loss of appetite, indigestion, deficiency and cold, and stomach pain!Abba Abba is perfect in winter.

The author, who drank three bowls of soup, sighed and touched his warm stomach happily.