delicious life

Piano... the humanized design is eye-catching.The combination of restaurant and bar is relaxed and casual, and the dining atmosphere will attract customers of different ages.

Duan Feng walked towards the tree chair amidst Mo Ci's greeting, and sat down on the seat of the wooden grain table facing the clean and tidy wooden round table.

At this moment, Mo Ci was completely quiet.Asking the waiter to deliver the ordered dishes, he introduced his experiences with smooth eyes, which was quite different from the aggressive, threatening and seductive appearance on the phone just now.

"Later, there will be crispy roasted snails, it tastes great, Duan Feng, you must try it..."

Seeing his expression change from plain to smug, Duan Feng pursed his lips, nodded, ordered two more special refreshing drinks with excellent taste, and put the menu back on the table.

The dishes that Mo Ci had ordered before were brought to the table one after another, and he knocked on the table. Mo Ci directed Duan Feng's attention to his finger, pointing to the dish of crispy baked snails coated with butter placed in the center of the table.

"Try it, don't tell me you don't dare to eat it." In the end, he raised his eyebrows in high spirits, with a hope of being affirmed. Duan Feng only felt full of satisfaction in his heart, and he was the commenter who affirmed Mo Ci's taste. Duan Feng listened to Mo Ci's introduction with a special fork and tongs under the watchful eyes of Mo Ci, picked out the snail meat from the shell with a fork in one hand, dipped it in sauce or chili sauce, and put the dish into his mouth inside.

The method of eating is complicated, but the baked snails are very delicious, accompanied by a strong aroma, which makes Duan Feng, who has been busy all day and has an empty stomach, whet his appetite.Duan Feng tasted the ingredients in the dish with his nimble tongue, crushed shallots, garlic, butter... from the sweetness at first to the smoothness later, the taste penetrated and peeled off layer by layer, Duan Feng was satisfied in Mo Ci's expectation nod.

"taste good!"

"Of course!" Mo Ci raised his eyebrows, the look of anticipation hanging on his face a moment ago seemed to have never appeared before, and the emotion of coming and going without a trace would not make Duan Feng feel abrupt.The shadow cast on him four years ago has long been dissipated in the foreign air, and he is in high spirits, smiling when he smiles, this is the real Mo Ci.

Taking a panoramic view of Mo Ci's vivid expression, Duan Feng suddenly felt that the expression of bowing his head and puffing his cheeks biting something, chewing and swallowing was extremely cute, like a little wild cat lowering its head to taste braised fish, licking it bit by bit. Food, unhurriedly and lazily put the food into his stomach.

"This restaurant was invested and opened by my teacher Antoine. He is a star chef from country F, a world-class chef with first-class craftsmanship." Mo Ci looked around with a thumbs up, "Today I said I would bring When my friend came, I specially ordered the restaurant's famous dishes...just to ask you to do me a favor."

Mo Ci's eyes turned into crescent moons, and he smiled very subtly, "I'll take you to the backstage kitchen to meet that poet chef, my teacher Antoine, and show him your knife skills."

Finally, Mo Ci knocked on the table and leaned forward, "Don't refuse."

"Oh? Then you invite me to dinner, is there a condition?" Duan Feng looked up and down the kitten who stole the fish in front of him, and it really blossomed when he gave it some color. Why did he think he was cute just now?

"Hehe, I boasted to him a few days ago, saying that my friend is a top-notch knifeman, and he is not inferior to him at all when it comes to cooking skills. So we made a bet on you. If Your knife skills can convince him, even if I win. Haha, I bet he loses badly, we will go to the kitchen to show off after dinner."

Duan Feng shook his head silently, "Bet? Did you make this bet after being suppressed by the teacher for many days?"

In the phrase.

Duan Feng received the astonished look of "how do you know so clearly" from the opposite side, and smiled slightly at the corners of his lips.In the end, unable to withstand Mo Ci's stalking, he nodded in agreement.

The end of the meal was dessert. Duan Feng watched helplessly as Mo Ci was holding a cup cake in a glass with chocolate chips on the outside, tasting the dessert with the tip of his tongue with satisfaction, as if immersed in a beautiful dream inside.

It really hasn't changed at all...

When Mo Ci settled the dinner, two hours had passed. Mo Ci patted his stomach in satisfaction, settled the bill skillfully, and took Duan Feng to win the bet with Antoine.

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Mo Ci's teacher, Antoine, is a typical F countryman, with broad legs, a burly physique, and a wide and protruding forehead, which makes the eye sockets look extraordinarily deep, and looks frank and straightforward.With short brown hair buckled in a white chef's hat and his ridiculously big belly, Antoine would be a very attractive man.

When Duan Feng and Mo Ci walked into the kitchen, the "poet" chef was sitting on a chair in the kitchen, writing and drawing on paper with a pencil.

Mo Ci approached quietly, Antoine was concentrating on writing, and was not disturbed by the sound of Mo Ci's footsteps, Mo Ci stood beside him, coughed, said good night naturally, and pulled Duan Feng behind him Standing in front of him, he straightened his chest, raised his head, and said quite proudly:

"Teacher, this is the friend I was talking about. It's a bet that you have little chance of winning."

"The bet?" An Tuo put down the pencil, scratched the back of his hand, and stood up from the chair, "By the way, I remembered that interesting bet. Mo, don't forget, the loser will Washing dishes for two months for free."

"Hello, I'm Antoine, Mo's half teacher." Antoine bypassed Mo Ci who was gritted his teeth, and extended his hand in a friendly manner, while looking at the young man who came from the same country as Mo.

His eyes are sharp, his face is tough, different from Mo's soft and lively, this kid is not simple.

"I'm Mo Ci's friend, Mr. Antoine, hello." Duan Feng politely replied, and his eyes fell on the sketch on the chair.

"This is a new dish I designed, and it needs to be paired with some fresh gadgets." Antoine followed Duan Feng's eyes to see the sketches drawn on the paper, and explained.

As the voice fell, it seemed as if an inspiration had burst out, and his eyes lit up, "Your knife skills...don't say your knife skills are very good, can you let me see it?"

"Of course." Duan Feng nodded, and Mo Ci hurriedly brought the prepared knives and placed them on the desk.

Duan Feng took off his coat, put on the chef's uniform handed over by Mo Ci, rolled up his sleeves, and touched the knife carefully to familiarize himself with the structure of the blade, and then melted a small hole in the big radish used as an experiment.

The knife was polished very smooth, Duan Feng pressed the raw material with his left hand, held the knife with his right hand, and cut the first knife under the watchful eyes of two people.

After the speed of the straight cut is accelerated, it quickly speeds up to form a "jump cut". The simplest knife skills are displayed in Duan Feng's hands. He cuts quickly and smoothly, just like freehand calligraphy, from top to bottom, pen and ink.Where the knife fell, the radishes quickly disintegrated, directed to the left, and lined up in a row.

Duan Feng lowered the knife vertically, the edge of the knife was not skewed, and the radish quickly fell into a pile.

An Tuowan took a step forward and looked closely at the smooth incision made by Duan Feng's knife, and the thickness of each slice was the same.

Before Antoine was surprised, Duan Feng, who was already familiar with knives, picked up another radish, replaced it with a small knife, inserted it into the radish, secretly used his wrist strength, and lowered the knife on the bulge and depression of the radish. The leftovers were removed, and the tip of the knife went in and out. In less than a minute, the big radish was carved into a lifelike bird.

Antoine saw that the size of the radish kept shrinking, and finally carved into the shape of an animal, his eyes widened again, "How did you do it?" Antoine asked, took the radish that turned into a bird, and put it on the He looked it over carefully in his broad hands.

"It's really amazing... Don't say that country C's cooking techniques are all kinds of strange, and the craftsmanship is endless. I didn't believe it before, but now... now I have seen it. This is the knife skill of country C."

"Haha, teacher, now you are convinced, you lost!" Mo Ci handed Duan Feng a towel and asked Duan Feng to wipe his hands.

"No, no, Duan, can you perform it again? I want to see it again." Antoine waved his hands, holding up the lifelike bird.

"Okay." Duan Feng said briefly, did not go to pick up Mo Ci's towel, chose a piece of light-colored ingredients, weighed the knife that was getting better and better in hand, and carved on the ingredients carefully.

This time the finished product took 2 minutes, which is more delicate than the bird just now.Duan Feng carved a cicada!

The thin cicada wings and the lines on the wings were all carved out by a knife. From the eyes of the cicada to the front legs and then to the hind legs, the transparent cicada was ten times smaller than the original material. on the index finger.

"It seems that I lost." An Tuowan propped his forehead, fiddled with the cicada carved by Duan Feng, and sighed, admitting defeat to the elated Mo Ci.

"Duan is a formidable kid, much better than you, Mo." Antoine did not forget to sarcasm when he conceded defeat. Seeing his student's grinning face, Antoine swept away the former depression, and his mood exceptionally good.Walking up to Duan Feng, he asked with a sincere voice: "Duan, can you teach me such a knife skill?"

"I knew the teacher would say that." Mo Ci Fu forehead, Antoine's spirit of seeking up and down is clearer than anyone else.

Mo Ci raised his head to look at the lamp, it seems that he won't be able to go home until very late today...

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Mo Ci pulled Mo Ci who finally got rid of Antoine, and walked out from the restaurant's door.

It's nearly ten o'clock now, and the restaurant invested by Antoine has turned into a bar at this time. Young men and women are coming and going in the store, stepping onto the dance floor and dancing under the quiet and elegant music.

Unlike the noisy and chaotic bars with loud music, this day is a restaurant