Yamakawa

Xie Qiujie benefited a lot from He Chengmo's guidance.

What I learned as an apprentice in a dessert shop was limited, and was limited by the products produced by the shop. Xie Qiujie was able to figure it out bit by bit with enough diligence, but lacked a lot of systematic theoretical knowledge.

Xie Qiujie is busy in the kitchen.

He Chengmo looked at it for a long time before saying: "Baking is a test of one's patience and carefulness. There are two key points that must be mastered in making desserts, temperature and emulsification. You basically meet the standards in these two aspects."

Basically up to standard.

Xie Qiujie pursed his lips.

He Chengmo asked again: "Seeing that you always add lemon juice to egg whites, do you know why?"

Xie Qiujie: "In order to beat it better, adjust the protein's toughness to make the cake more fluffy."

He Chengmo nodded, and said slowly: "Not bad. Adding a little salt or lemon juice will make the egg white easier to beat, improve stability, and increase the flavor at the same time."

He changed his voice, "However, the egg whites in summer are different from those in winter. The egg whites are best beaten at around 5c. If you do more in the future, you can know the best time to beat them at a glance, which proves that you have already done it in terms of temperature. Mature."

Then He Chengmo pointed out the disadvantages and shortcomings of Xie Qiujie's baking.

I really didn't pay attention to this Xie Qiu Festival, and said seriously: "Thank you, Master."

He Chengmo smiled kindly, "It's nothing. It's not easy for you to figure it out step by step. If your financial conditions allow, you can go to Shanghai Le Cordon Bleu to learn."

Le Cordon Bleu learns desserts, and the annual tuition fee starts at 16 yuan. Xie Qiujie does not have this condition. He is still in debt for 18 years.

"Of course, it's just a suggestion. If you don't go, you will have a good development. After all, desserts need continuous learning and improvement. Only by doing it is the last word."

"At your current level, you can already try to develop and innovate by yourself. Any food is the same, pay attention to color, fragrance, and your finished product can incorporate your own ideas and aesthetics..."

He Chengmo taught all afternoon, Xie Qiujie listened very carefully, and would correct it slowly after listening.

He Chengmo felt that this apprentice was very worry-free.

Because there were still people at home, He Chengmo couldn't stay outside for too long, so he planned to leave, and Xie Qiujie sent him out.

He Chengmo turned around and let Xie Qiujie read his lips, and said, "Is your friend who set up a stall with you coming back soon?"

Xie Qiujie told He Chengmo that Xia Youqing is a travel photographer and travels all over the world. I don’t know why he suddenly asked Xia Youqing and nodded, "Well, come back tonight."

"Aren't you going to pick him up?"

"Going to pick it up."

He Chengmo's smile deepened his wrinkles, and he patted Xie Qiujie's shoulder, "Cherish it, he is very good."

Xie Qiujie is unknown.

Then He Chengmo waved his hand to indicate that Xie Qiujie didn't need to send him off. Xie Qiujie watched him get into the car, and the car went a long way before looking away.

Xia Youqing came back at night, obviously he also sent himself messages and pictures of scenery every day, but Xie Qiujie felt a sense of missing.

Pedestrians hurry at the high-speed rail station.Xie Qiujie could tell at a glance that Xia Youqing was tall, wearing a peaked cap, and pressing his phone with his head down.

Before Xie Qiujie had time to call him, Xia Youqing raised his head as if aware of it.

Jun Ting's facial features are distinct, handsome and very aggressive, Xia Youqing smiled subconsciously when he saw Xie Qiujie, and pulled his suitcase through the crowd to Xie Qiujie's side.

Xie Qiujie was about to speak, but was caught off guard by Xia Youqing with one arm around his waist.

He felt as if his feet were off the ground, and he was lifted up a few centimeters, his smile instantly turned into panic, and his clean and clear eyes unconsciously widened.

"You... what are you doing?!"

The distance between them was too close, Xia Youqing put him down, the corners of his mouth hooked, "Not thin."

Xie Qiujie was so frightened that his brain stopped functioning, and he felt a little itchy in his waist. He moved his body uncomfortably, and said in a low voice dullly: "...not thin in the first place."

Why is this man moving his hands and feet again?

To put it bluntly, Xia Youqing was so thin before that she didn't even have any meat. It took Xia Youqing a long time to raise her so much.

Afraid that he would not be there, Xie Qiujie was busy all day long, and lost the hard-earned meat again.

"You're not skinny, you eat and drink well and you're in great shape, understand."

"..."

Xie Qiujie didn't know how to answer him.

Xia Youqing changed the subject and said, "How long have you been waiting?"

Xie Qiujie hadn't recovered from the itching, "Not long."

Less than half an hour.

Xie Qiujie felt a little strange that Xia Youqing had only been away for a week, but he felt as if he hadn't seen him for a long time. He wanted to pick him up, wanted to be the first to see him, and wanted to see Xia Youqing walking towards him with a suitcase and smiling at him.

Xia Youqing took off his hat, and suddenly lowered his head to get closer to Xie Qiujie, his eyes reflected Xie Qiujie's appearance, almost touching the distance of the tip of his nose, he smiled a little badly, and blew at Xie Qiujie, "To pick me up, the stalls are all set up. "

Xie Qiujie saw himself reflected in his pupils, his breath was like the wind blowing across the lake, causing ripples, his heart beat suddenly, and he subconsciously took a step back.

Just now I was too flustered to see the words on his lips. After a while, Xie Qiujie asked, "What did you say?"

Xia Youqing straightened up, "In order to pick me up, you didn't even set up a stall. It seems that I am more important than setting up a stall."

Xie Qiujie is a money fan.

"No," Xie Qiujie retorted without confidence, "It's because there will be a team building tomorrow, so I haven't set up a stall for the last two days."

In fact, he did not show up today to pick up Xia Youqing.

Xia Youqing put the peaked cap on Xie Qiujie's head, and twirled his soft hair calmly, "I have a mouth, I say yes, and I don't accept rebuttals."

"..."

Xie Qiujie looked up at him with his slightly baggy hat on, "Why do you put a hat on me?"

This seems to have two meanings.

Xia Youqing was amused, fished him over, and hugged Xie Qiujie's shoulders, "I don't want to wear it anymore, please do me a favor and put it on for me."

Xie Qiujie said lightly, looked at Xia Youqing's suitcase, and stretched out his hand, "Let me help you carry the suitcase."

No matter what, he also came to pick up people. Xie Qiujie was picking up people for the first time. He didn't know the procedure of picking up people, but it seemed that he would help to carry things. Otherwise, what would be the point of his coming.

"No."

The two got into the car, and Xia Youqing went through four or five hours of driving, running around in cars, high-speed trains, and taxis. In fact, he was a little tired, and the hat was also used for shading when catching up on sleep.

"Would you like to lean on and squint for a while?" Xie Qiujie said softly.

In fact, as soon as Xia Youqing came out, he could see Xia Youqing's tiredness, but when Xia Youqing smiled at him, Xie Qiujie was taken aback, and then Xia Youqing was frightened again, and he didn't mention it all the way.

Xia Youqing said: "My neck is sore, I don't want to rely on it."

Xie Qiujie paused and said, "Then... lie down?"

Xia Youqing looked at Xie Qiujie's legs, and instantly understood what Xie Qiujie meant, and couldn't help laughing, "Suddenly I feel a little tired and sleepy."

Without waiting for Xie Qiujie to speak, he adjusted his posture and lay directly on Xie Qiujie's lap with his face facing Xie Qiujie's waist, looking drowsy.

Xia Youqing can smell the clean laundry detergent on Xie Qiujie's body, and there is a little sweet sweetness of desserts. After smelling the smell in the car for too long, the breath of Xie Qiujie is like the fresh air after the rain. It smells good and makes Xia Youqing like.

The nerve in Xia Youqing's brain suddenly relaxed, and he couldn't help taking a breath.

Xie Qiujie was a little stunned, his body was stiff, and he felt that he couldn't speak well. He put his hand on Xia Youqing's shoulder, trying to make Xia Youqing back to leave a gap between the two.

"You also...don't need to lie so close."

Xia Youqing raised his face and looked at him with an extremely tired look, "Sleepy."

Xie Qiujie: "..."

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hands to hug Xie Qiujie's waist, and buried his face in his waist and abdomen. Perhaps the breath of Xie Qiujie's body was so comfortable. The vehicle drove smoothly, and Xia Youqing seemed to really take a nap for a while in a daze.

Also had a dream about the past.

That was his most barren, unexamined and lifeless period of time.

Before he met Xie Qiujie.

Xia Youqing developed the photos in the darkroom, put the film into the developing tank, and turned the developing tank.

The whole darkroom was only lit with red light, the photo paper was exposed, and the red light rippling on the surface of the water, the photo paper gradually revealed a towering mountain peak, surrounded by clouds and mist, and a tall and straight man stood on the hill.

Fixing, rinse with water.

The grandfather clock in the living room rang, and Xia Youqing realized that he had been in the darkroom for five hours.

He looked up at the photos hanging on the wall. Under the dim light, there were countless photos, people, cities, and natural scenery, like countless worlds.

He breathed out slowly, grabbed two handfuls of hair irritably, tore off all the photos, shredded them, and stuffed them into the trash can.

None were satisfactory.

What are they shooting, rubbish.

He slammed the door and walked out of the dark room quickly, leaned his head back on the sofa, closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose irritably, then opened them again, his eyes darkened.

There is an open book on the coffee table, which reads - Bayinbulak.

That was the next location in his original plan, but now, Xia Youqing has no intention of going out at all.

The phone rang, Xia Youqing frowned and picked up the phone.

[He Jiachen: Come out to play. 】

[Xia Youqing:? 】

Xia Youqing was about to refuse, but the other party moved faster, as if knowing that he had released himself from the darkroom, a phone call came.

A carefree voice came from over there, with a bit of cynical disrespect, "Hey, Xia Youqing, come out to play, I'll send you the address."

"No time," Xia Youqing said, "Look for Hu Youcai and the others."

"Fuck your mother, Hu Youcai went home to accompany his wife after work, and you are the one with the most free time among us, stop messing around with your photos all day long, come out to relax and find excitement, maybe you will get inspiration " He Jiachen continued, "Anyway, if you stay at home, you are still staying, why not go out and relax."

Xia Youqing listened to He Jiachen's voice through the electric current, and his eyes fell on the various trophies in the glass cabinet in the living room.

Running out of inspiration?bottleneck?

It's been a long time since he took a picture of the work he wanted, and he didn't even have the idea of ​​traveling. These two points were almost fatal to Xia Youqing.

Photographers can't take photos they are satisfied with, and travel photography doesn't want to travel anymore.

Xia Youqing listened to what He Jiachen had to say, saw the photos on the wall, and tugged at his collar anxiously, "Send me the address."

Find some stimulation, maybe there will be inspiration.

Moonlight Bar.

The sound of the music was deafening, and the lights above his head flickered alternately. Xia Youqing sat in the booth and drank wine. A few glasses of strong wine temporarily paralyzed his empty soul.

Xia Youqing leaned lazily on the deck, with a calm tone, "Is this what you mean by looking for excitement?"

He thought he was going racing.

"Of course you're not looking for excitement by simply drinking like this. Look at me."

He Jiachen took a sip of his wine casually, smiled wickedly at the boy opposite who was winking at him, and smiled when he saw the boy's eagerness to move.

The boy opposite came over. He was white and tender, and his voice was very sweet. He said to He Jiachen but stared at Xia Youqing, "Can I sit here?"

Xia Youqing ignored him and drank another glass of wine.

"Come here." He Jiachen motioned for the position beside him.

The boy showed an innocent smile, and sat next to He Jiachen, getting very close, and when he spoke, he pressed his chest to He Jiachen's arm without any trace, and said in a coquettish voice, "Brother Chen, I haven't seen you for a while, why did you go? "

He Jiachen casually wrapped his arms around the boy's waist, tilting his head and talking in the boy's ears, "I'm on a business trip, I just came back today and I'm looking for you."

"I hate it, you say that every time, but you don't let me accompany you." The boy glanced at Xia Youqing again, and whispered into He Jiachen's ear, "Brother Chen, is that photographer next to you?" Xia Youqing, the very famous one."

He Jiachen smiled: "Yes."

After speaking, he glanced at Xia Youqing, his eyes slightly raised.

Xia Youqing saw his expression in the transparent liquor, and understood, this is a fucking gay, He Jiachen brought him to the gay bar for excitement.

If it was before, Xia Youqing would have left without looking back, but now, he just drank and watched, without the slightest thought of moving, and even showed a half-smile.