delicious life

Mo Ci pushed Morrison who was on his right.

"Is today a special day? Miss Ruth is very well dressed."

"I don't know, today is only Saturday. You know, every Saturday is the happiest day for Teacher Ruth." Morrison bent over and said in Mo Ci's ear, looking at the special podium Beater and oven.

"Okay, today I will teach you how to make a delicious Black Forest cake. Okay, Mark, come up and help operate the egg beater, and I will continue." Ruth nodded in satisfaction when she saw that the students under the podium had prepared the baking tools , Feel free to explain.

"Black Forest Cake is a veritable delicacy. If you make it well, it will be a challenge to your taste buds. Our next stage of assessment will also be carried out around the cake." Teacher Ruth paused and tapped He glanced at the yawning girl in the front row, signaling to concentrate on listening.

"Are you interested in hearing its history?" The pouting teacher Ruth was very playful, and her blue eyes with light makeup scanned her students.

"Interested!" The girls' shrill voices were drawn out, overpowering the few men present.Most of the students are female. You must know that there are not many men who aspire to become pastry chefs. There are only a dozen or so men in the entire class.

"Well, I thought everyone blamed me for being boring." Ruth showed her white teeth, and easily relieved the embarrassed girl, enlivening the atmosphere again. This gesture of waving her hands was coherent, with With a warm smile, start telling the history of the Black Forest Cake cake.With fluent narration and well-timed pauses, a small piece of history attracted everyone's attention. Even Mark, who has always been "unscrupulous", stopped his small movements and slipped his hand from the egg beater.

From the first pastry chef who made it to the famous chef who contributed to it and developed a new recipe, the history of less than 5 minutes passed quickly. The prototype of the forest cake.

"I've always wanted to make a cake like this. When I was young..." The girl under the podium became excited and opened her eyes wide to see the six-inch-high black forest cake on the podium.

"Hey, girls, be quiet." Ruth put her slender fingers on her red lips, blinked her eyes, and asked everyone to stop.After a while of boos, everyone turned their attention back to the little thing on the podium.

The little cherries on top of the black forest cake look extra cute.Dotted on the soft black cake, superimposed layer by layer, just looking at it can generate appetite.Ruth looked at everyone's eyes with satisfaction, and started to operate with the simplest tools, while explaining the production steps with her mouth.

"You need 2 eggs, low-gluten flour, cocoa powder, then sugar, kirsch..."

The two-hour class passed quickly, and Mo Ci and Morrison made the cake smoothly.Compared with the fixed pattern in Mrs. Ruth's hand, the cake in front of Morrison was shaped like the Leaning Tower of Pisa, crooked.

Looking at Mo Ci's well-behaved cake, Mo Li curled his mouth like a child, and pushed the bottom of the cake with his hands like revenge, trying to make Mo Cisen's cake also tilted.

But Mo Ci, who had been on guard for a long time, did not let him succeed. He stopped Morrison's hand in a timely manner, and wiped the remaining cream on Morrison's face.

A dodge, taking advantage of his height, Morrison let Mo Ci's action miss, the cream on his hand was smeared on Mo Ci's face, and his smile became brighter.

"Morrison, I will come back with revenge." Mo Ci suffered a loss, not to be outdone, and covered with cream foam, he smeared it on Morrison's coat.

"Mo, calm down, you know that washing clothes is not an easy job..."

"I know."

"Leave me alone, Mo."

"Do not."

The conversation between the two finally stopped after the morning class.Seeing the classmates leaving the classroom one after another, Mo Ci also washed his face on the sink, said goodbye to Morrison, and rushed to the place where he worked in the afternoon.

"Mo, don't wash the dishes today, I'll take you to a good place." Morrison caught up and grabbed Mo Ci's sleeve, with excitement in his green eyes.

"Good place? But I haven't asked my boss for leave..." Mo Ci frowned and slowed down.

"Yes, a good place." Morrison pulled Mo Ci's wrist and walked to the other side, turning his head from time to time to observe Mo Ci's expression, "I received my first salary yesterday, and I treat you to dinner."

"Huh?" Mo Ci couldn't keep up with his fast pace, "Forget it, you keep the money, I'm still busy..."

"Go." Morrison did not let go of Mo Ci's hand, and there was more disappointment in his green eyes. Different from the bright smile just now, the eyes that suddenly dimmed made him a little melancholy.

"Okay." Facing such a pair of lake-like eyes rippling with water, Mo Ci thought of the acquaintance in the restaurant at the beginning, and felt warm in his heart. He nodded and showed a smile.

43、chapter2

In fact, that day was an unpleasant memory.

At that time, Mo Ci had just lived in this city for two months. In the house arranged for him by his family, he was bored with the remote control and frequently changed channels. Sufficient savings.Knowing that he still has to wait a month before the official start of school, Mo Ci felt that he was about to get moldy.Beneath this modest apartment, watch the busy neighbors passing by.Suddenly there was a strong sense of responsibility, and I felt that I should be more like a member of the Mo family, self-reliant, and use my own hands to open up a road.

Once such an idea arises, Mo Ci's body is like clockwork, and he can't stop it anymore.He is not the rich young master who never touched the spring water with his fingers, calling around and knowing no joy and sorrow.The pain he has experienced has made him break through the glass walls of face and identity and face life head-on.

There is nothing you dare not do, and there is nothing you cannot do.

Dominated by such thoughts, Mo Ci deliberately bypassed the restaurant industry under the name of Mo's family in Country C, concealed his name, and plunged into restaurants and restaurants of all sizes in the city, doing odd jobs.

Reality is always at odds with imagination, so he plunged into that food street without thinking, wandered around for a few days, and Mo Ci chose a small-scale Chinese restaurant as a place to "steal his teacher" for part-time jobs.

Not fluent in F Mandarin and a fresh face with no experience, did not bring any luck to Mo Ci.Simply put on the waiter's uniform, and start serving tea, water and food at the front desk with a plate in hand.For such a foreign rookie who has just come to a different place, it is whimsical and unrealistic to work in the kitchen.

On the fifth day of a month-long probationary period, wearing a uniform of uniform color, shuttling through the lobby.Mo Ci, who was distracted for a while, didn't pay attention, spilled the juice of the guest at the back table, and drenched the guest's neat suit.The plate in his hand was knocked to the ground due to an accident, and the food on the plate clanged, and the metal utensils were scattered all over the floor.

The boss apologized, and the guests glared.Amidst the contemptuous eyes of the other waiters, Mo Ci bowed down to apologize to the angry customer.

——This is not enough, the guests who were on the fire pointed at Mo Ci's nose and yelled, and many ugly words mixed with strong racial discrimination were passed into his ears.The colleagues who came to try it out watched with cold eyes, and at this extremely embarrassing moment, a tall young man with green eyes came out of the noisy crowd and rescued Mo Ci.

In a few words, the arrogant guest immediately extinguished his anger, shrugged his shoulders, and gave up pursuing responsibility, as if he had forgotten what he wanted to complain just now, and told the young man who came out of the siege, that is, Morrison who suddenly appeared, that it was just an accident. It's over, and I don't care.

After that, during his morning exercise, Mo Ci accidentally discovered that his new neighbor was Morrison who helped him out. The two people who met for the second time became friends in this way and gradually became friends.

With the help of Morrison, Mo Ci, who was not familiar with the place, found a part-time job in a restaurant again, and the salary was much better.In the new workplace, the mutual exclusion of peers is nowhere to be seen, and the boss and his wife, who are also from C country, are kind.The proprietress' unique skill in cooking is the reason why he is attracted to stay.Compared with the previous restaurant in the food street, the Chinese cuisine here is pure and has its own unique flavor.

The aroma of wine is not afraid of deep alleys, which is why the restaurant on the most inconspicuous corner of the street is still full of customers.Accompanied by Morrison, Mo Ci quickly passed the boss' test and became a waiter in this restaurant.A month from the front desk to the kitchen, Mo Ci has a good impression of everyone in the restaurant.quickly integrated into them.

After chatting for a while, I realized that the salary is meager, and I may be dismissed at any time. The salary of the one-month probationary period was in vain. The first part-time job without a formal contract... Hehe, I was Into the "black" shop.

At that time, Mo Ci felt remorseful. He didn't observe carefully beforehand, and wanted to "steal the teacher" based on his preference. Without a chef's certificate, he could only serve as a waiter serving dishes at the front desk.In a foreign country, with such a face, he would be regarded as an overseas student and be brutally slaughtered.Without Morrison's help, I don't know how many detours he would have to take.

Then when he found out that both of them were studying cooking in this academy and they were in the same class, Mo Ci really thought it was God's arrangement.The relationship between the two has gone a step further, and they have become good friends who talk about everything.

Morrison is humorous, gentle and considerate,