My Girlfriend is a Miss

"Oh?"

Kato's father raised his eyebrows, feeling a little surprised by this answer.

Just like what Kato Megumi said, he was just asking out of habit.

Most people's answers would basically be ambiguous like"OK", and it's rare to be as confident as Kitahara Chiba.

"Do you like coffee?"

Kato's father became interested and asked again.

It's not easy to meet people who share the same interests.

"I like to make coffee rather than drink it. I am quite good at making it.

Kitahara Chiba smiled, which surprised Kato's father even more.

"Are you good at making coffee at your age?"

Kato's father frowned. This was the first time he had heard of such a thing. Many students liked to drink coffee, but almost no one liked to make coffee.

Even if there were some, their level was very average.

Practicing this technique requires time and expensive machines.

It is not a skill that a 16-year-old high school student can master.

"leaf..."

Kato Megumi gently tugged at Kitahara Chiba's clothes, fearing that he was joking.

She knew her father, and although he was friendly, he was very serious about coffee.

If Kitahara Chiba was joking, it might cause her father to dislike him.

She didn't want this to happen.

"Don't worry, Kato.

Kitahara Chiba said in a low voice, still confident, he took a few steps forward.

"Can I borrow some coffee beans and a machine?"

It's useless to just say this. After all, anyone can talk about it as long as they have read relevant books, but it still depends on the real skills.

"Sure."

Seeing Chiba Kitahara being so straightforward, Kato's father's expression also eased, and he was even more expectant.

This kind of confidence didn't seem fake. Maybe today he really met a master of making coffee.

Or a good friend of his daughter. If so, that would be great.

Chiba Kitahara came to the bar, looked at the machines, and the method of use emerged in his mind.

Although I don't know why making coffee is classified as cooking, it seems too good to be true now.

Drinking coffee is still a matter of attention. After all, most people who really like this thing are people who pay attention to it.

So the requirements for baristas are much higher.

As a A barista must have full confidence in his sense, smell, taste, agility and coordination.

Even in a store like this, he needs to have sufficient communication skills.

It can be said that becoming a good barista is a very difficult thing.

After searching his memory, he decided to make a cup of traditional black coffee.

There were already prepared roasted coffee beans on the bar, so there was no need to spend time roasting them.

These coffee beans were very beautiful, of good quality, and basically the same size. It can be seen that Kato's father is a very serious person.

He picked up the kettle and filled it with hot water. Seeing his actions, Kato's father was slightly surprised.

"Are you going to use the traditional follicle method?"

"That's right, the coffee made in this way tastes more mellow."

Kato's father nodded secretly. He must have some understanding of this to be able to say this. He began to observe.

Kitahara Chiba held the kettle in a standard posture, allowing the water to pour down while maintaining a perfect circle with the coffee.

Continuously circulate from the inside to the outside, and from the outside to the inside, so that the coffee and water are in full contact, stimulating the purest aroma. The perfect water temperature of 92 degrees Celsius, the space was filled with the mellow smell of coffee in an instant.

Kato's father took a deep breath, his expression somewhat enjoying.

He can now be sure that Kitahara Chiba is a man of real ability.

Such a standard action, he can do no better than this.

At this moment, Kato's mother came over and whispered to him

"I'm telling you, even if the coffee she makes is not tasty, you can't say that, this is Xiaohui's best friend"

"No, Kitahara-kun is a real barista."

Kato's father shook his head firmly. This can be seen from the fact that Kitahara Chiba chose to use a filter.

When making black coffee, most baristas now choose to use a machine, which is the so-called electric one. Few use traditional filters.

"Hearing you say that, I feel relieved."

Mother Kato breathed a sigh of relief. She knew how serious her husband was in this regard.

At the same time, she was a little surprised. She thought Kitahara Chiba was just an adolescent boy who liked to show off. She didn't expect that he was so powerful that he could be recognized.

She moved closer to Kato Megumi and asked in a low voice:

"Xiaohui, Kitahara-kun actually has such an amazing skill in making coffee?"

"This is the first time I know this, too."

Looking at Kitahara Chiba's graceful movements, Kato Megumi said slowly, she didn't even know that the other party had this skill

"Didn't I tell you about it?"

Kato's mother was even more surprised. At this age, he has such a high-end skill in love, but he doesn't show it off? It's really strange.

As if he had seen through his mother's thoughts, Kato Hui said

"Ye Zi is not a person who likes to show off. He can do everything and is very good at everything. In his own words, he is a perfect genius."

"Kitahara-kun, did he say that?"

Mother Kato opened her mouth and looked exactly like Kato Megumi when she was surprised.

I really can't tell that Kitahara Chiba is still someone who can say such lines.

Or, it's not so common to hear such lines in the real world.

"Well, the leaves are very interesting."

Kato Hui smiled softly and beautifully.

Seeing this, Kato's mother seemed to have noticed something. Her daughter usually doesn't always show this expression.

"It seems that you and Kitahara-kun have a very good relationship. You even have your own nickname."

Mother Kato gave a similar smile, while Kato Megumi blushed and did not respond.

"By the way, was that big doll given to you by Kitahara-kun yesterday?"

She suddenly remembered that yesterday, Kato Megumi came home with a life-size doll.

But before she could ask more, Kato Megumi went back to the room and placed the big doll on the bed.

"Yes, Ye Zi gave it to me."

Kato Megumi raised her head slightly. Although Kitahara Chiba always said that it was the credit of both of them, she always felt that she didn't do much.

After looking at Kato Megumi, Kato's mother stopped talking and turned to look at Kitahara Chiba.

The boy had a handsome face and elegant posture, like a nobleman.

For some reason, she always felt that she seemed to see her daughter's future happy life.