Little ginseng is super sticky

"Is there no other color but this color?"

Mu Qi was holding a pink lace apron, with a face full of helplessness. He stood by the study table of the cake workshop, and the thoughts in his head were repeatedly jumping between "drop out of school" and "endure it".

What on earth made his head go crazy, and he signed up for this dessert class. Now that he thinks about it, he really regrets it.

In the whole workshop, including teachers and students, he is the only man.

There are boyfriends who come to study with girlfriends, but most of them are cheering on the side, helping to carry bags and feed water, and there is no one like him to start learning.

The dessert teacher smiled kindly and said:

"No, you can bring your own apron next time."

Mu Qi's forehead twitched, comforting himself that he only had to endure one class, which was only an hour long.With the teacher's encouraging expression, he slowly put on the apron.

Dessert teacher is rarely able to take male students, now I just feel novelty, sincerely praised, "It's cute even in pink, cute..."

Wearing a cool black dress, paired with this pink and tender apron, the contrast is immediate.

Seeing the student's body stiffen for a moment, the teacher covered his mouth and snickered, "Student, are you hot? Take off your hat and mask, learn desserts for your target, and make them for your target. I am full of heart, so why not be embarrassed..."

From the deep eyebrows, it can be seen that this is a handsome student with thick face, so I am really curious about his appearance.

Object.

Mu Qi couldn't help but startled when he heard this word, he coughed twice without explaining, "Separate the egg white from the yolk, then?"

The teacher glanced at the clock on the wall, raised the volume, and began to give a formal lecture to the students present, "Students, are the egg whites and egg yolks roughly divided? Then use the egg beater to beat the egg whites, and there is no automatic egg beater." For students who are not using egg beaters, you can use a manual egg beater, but remember, add the right amount of sugar several times in the middle of the whisking, until it is in the hands of the teacher, until it won’t fall off when you pick it up..."

Mu Qi is talented in cooking. After listening to the teacher once, he already understood that he has mastered the amount of sugar added and the degree of beating. On to the next step of thickening.

If it wasn't for the ringing watch on his wrist, which distracted him, his progress might have been faster.

In just a few breaths, two more text messages entered the watch.

Mu Qi looked down

[It's raining outside today, and the temperature has dropped a lot, master, you need to wear more clothes] [I went to shoot material with the manager and the others this morning, but I didn't see the master when I got home, where did you go? ] It was the first time for Ah Yuan to play with his mobile phone, and he was very fresh. When he had nothing to do, he would send messages to Mu Qi. To be precise, he would keep a diary, down to the number of petals of the orange he ate just now.

He didn't care whether Mu Qi responded.

[The first hour of thinking about the master. 】

【Master, what does it mean to give birth to a monkey for me?I see that many people comment on this under my Weibo!Why do people give birth to monkeys? 】Mu Qi: "...it just means that I like you very much and want to be with you, not really giving birth to a monkey."

【That's it!Hee hee, then I want to give birth to monkeys for you too! 】

Mu Qi was just about to put the beaten egg whites into the egg yolk bowl several times, when he saw the news, his hands shook, but he didn't pay attention, and poured all the egg whites into it.

Mu Qi: "..."

[The manager asked me to watch other people's food and broadcast more, learn how others communicate with the audience, and also taught Ah Yuan an old saying, know yourself and the enemy and win every battle. 】【The one I’m watching right now is eating snail noodles. It looks so delicious. What are snails?Is it a bug?Ah Yuan has never eaten it, so I really want to try it!But it’s fine if it’s a bug, Ah Yuan doesn’t like to eat bugs...] [Master, can you teach me how to play Glory of the King when you come back? No, I want to be as good as you!Just now someone has been chasing me and yelling, bullying] When Mu Qi saw the word "bully", his eyelashes trembled slightly, he pursed his lips and typed a line of words, and finally deleted everything he thought of, and replied in confusion: "I It seems that you have never played a king in front of you, have you?" How did Ah Yuan know his level of playing games?

No, Ah Yuan's thoughts have escaped, and she has already moved to the next line of the diary

[Test you a brain teaser, how many eyes does a sheep have? 】【2 only! 】

[How many noses does that sheep have? 】

【1! 】

【How many hairs are there on that sheep? 】

Mu Qi: "Ten million roots? Hundreds of millions?"

[Wrong!There is a whole body of fur! 】

Mu Qi laughed for a moment, and then went to mix the egg whites and egg whites in his hand again.

[Master~~ I was reading a pinyin book just now, and it turned out to be Niu Niu’s grandma, not Liulai, why do so many people say the latter? 】Mu Qi: "Because there is no distinction between n and l in dialects in many places, you just need to memorize the ones in the book. If you don't know it, write it down on paper, and I will teach you when I come back."

【But master, why haven't you come back? I'm so bored. If you don't come back, I'll go find you, right? 】Mu Qi didn't know why, so he called him back immediately.

Ah Yuan answered almost immediately, and heard Mu Qi say: "Don't come." He simply didn't want Ah Yuan to see him wearing a pink apron, with cream on his left and right hands.

Just thinking about it made his ears feel hot.

Ah Yuan whispered in disappointment: "Oh——"

"Calm down, I'll bring you something delicious when I get home later." Mu Qi said.

Ah Yuan regained his energy all of a sudden, oh yeah, hung up the phone, and became really quiet, no longer using Mu Qi as a diary.

Mu Qi was finally able to put the stirred custard into the cake mold with peace of mind, set the temperature of the oven according to the teacher's request, and put the mold into the oven.

During this period, he was still not used to it, and subconsciously looked at the watch interface.

The child is quite obedient at this time.

Fifteen minutes later, Muqi's cake came out of the oven. Accompanied by a strong milk fragrance, it instantly attracted the attention of the surrounding students. The teacher also walked over with a smile, tested the softness of the cake with the tip of a spoon, and nodded with satisfaction: "This A male student came here on the first day, and he was more successful than many old students in making cake embryos. Although the method of cake embryos is simple, the taste of the actual cakes is very different. You can exchange ideas with male students. "

The students of the Cake Workshop were all enthusiastic. They really gathered around and chatted with each other: "Big brother is really happy to be your partner, envy."

"Husband, can you learn from others? When can I eat the cake you made?"

"Brother, can you teach me? Why does my cake taste so solid and choking?"

……

He pulled the brim of his hat lower, deliberately controlled his voice, it was a little thinner than usual, and briefly responded to everyone's questions.

It's been a long time since Mu Qi talked so much with so many strangers, and he still feels uncomfortable, but if everyone doesn't recognize who he is, it seems... not as uncomfortable as imagined.

He only answered, and didn't take the initiative to bring up the topic, and the people around him gradually dispersed.

After finally surviving a class, Mu Qi sighed, and once again lamented that enrolling in a dessert class was purely for himself.

Holding the cake box in his hand, he walked around the snack area and bought two bags of snail powder.

It happened that the promoters of the supermarket were selling cherries, and the display board said that the place of origin was Chile, and it cost 500 yuan a box.

Back to the neighborhood.

Before Mu Qi approached the building where his house was located, he saw A Yuan on the balcony of his house, waving at him enthusiastically, obviously squatting there the whole time, waiting for him.

Mu Qi stood still, looked at him silently for a while, then entered the building, took the elevator up to the 11th floor.

Ah Yuan pushed open the door a long time ago, looked at him with a smile, and reached out to take the heaviest cherries in his hand, "Wow, this is a fruit that Ah Yuan has never eaten before."

After Mu Qi changed his slippers, he looked at the living room, "Where are Brother Fan and the others?"

"Just adjust the equipment and leave. It's very simple. Ah Yuan can do it himself. You don't have to bother them to run around. Just upload the video from the Internet to brother Xiaozhang." Ah Yuan's learning ability has always been excellent. Very strong, I have learned all the steps of downloading and uploading.

He twitched his nose, and his gaze involuntarily fell on the cake box in Mu Qi's hand, his eyes were slightly bright, but Mu Qi didn't hand him the cake, but placed it in the corner of the living room table at will.

Today is the first day of cake learning, and a simple layer of white cream was spread on the cake base. Although the teacher praised him repeatedly, Mu Qi still felt that he couldn't do it, and he didn't intend to give it to Yuan.

He said, "Go to the kitchen and get a bigger bowl, soak the cherries in salt water, and then eat."

Ah Yuan's attention instantly returned to Cheerilee, "Yeah!"

Mu Qi went to wash his hands, went to the bedroom to change clothes, accidentally glanced at the camera on the top of the wall, and confirmed that the red light inside it was flashing and it was still operating normally.

Mu Qi went to the kitchen, thinking about what to eat during A Yuan's live broadcast today. He picked up the packaging bag of snail noodles, wondering if A Yuan could get used to the taste.

This time, I will buy him such instant food first. If I really like it, I will make it for him next time.

Suddenly, he found that the child who had been making noise beside him was silent for a while.

He went out and found A Yuan sitting on the sofa, staring intently at the pot of soaking cherries in front of him, watching Mu Qi approaching, and asking, "Master, is it ready?"

Mu Qi glanced at the time, almost half an hour had passed, "Well, you can eat."

Ah Fang took it excitedly and washed it with water, took it and sat next to Mu Qi.

"Master, why are some of them dark in color and others light in color?"

Mu Qi was inspecting the equipment at first, and looked over immediately after listening, only to realize that some of the cherries are really dark in color, and some are light in color.

He frowned. The promoters of that supermarket were not authentic, and the cherries they put out looked juicy, but the quality of the actual ones they got was so uneven.

Looking at Ah Yuan, the curious baby, Mu Qi's hesitation dissipated a little.

I suddenly remembered the naive look of Ah Yuan when we first met.

Mu Qi's heart moved, "The light-colored ones are more delicious, while the dark-colored ones are overripe and bitter. Try it."

After finishing speaking, Mu Qi was afraid that his expression would be unnatural, and also afraid that he could not help laughing and reveal his secrets, so he didn't look at him, and turned to adjust the lights for the live broadcast, but his thoughts kept pulling Ah Yuan's side.

The strange thing is that there is no imaginary "aw", "ah" and "bah" at all, only the tender and juicy chewing sound of sucking the pulp.

Mu Qi looked up unintentionally, then froze.

There are cherries in front of Ah Yuan, and she is biting the last dark cherries in her mouth.

"you……"

Ah Yuan blinked, "I don't think the dark ones are bitter, they're so sweet!" He swallowed, and smiled obediently at Mu Qi: "I ate all the dark ones, the rest are better Leave all the food to the master."

Mu Qi's heart trembled, he looked at him silently, and finally a sentence came out of his lips: "Fool."

His eyes were gentle, and he messed up Yuan's hair in the past.

A Yuan picked up a light-colored cherries and handed it to Mu Qi's mouth, "Master, try it."

The gentleness on Mu Qi's face froze instantly.

Really shooting myself in the foot.

In Ah Yuan's little eyes full of hope, Mu Qi closed his eyes, and ate the cherries with hatred.

The moment the teeth bared open, an unspeakable sourness flooded Mu Qi's Tianling Gai.

With a far-fetched smile on Mu Qi's face, he gritted his teeth and said, "Thank you."

The author has something to say: man, as always, I owe, I owe.

I wish you all a happy new year and auspicious year of the ox.

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