023 Ricky

"My name is Ricky, and others will call me Little 7 or Chery, a college student who has graduated for a few years, majoring in Western cooking that is not easy to find a job but is still quite popular. Since I was a child, my hobby has been cooking my own food and making my own coffee drinks, and my friends also like what I make, they have always been my motivation.

However, this industry is really difficult to find a suitable job, I used to hear seniors say that after graduation, they all worked in Western restaurants, bar, kitchen or waiter, a bit of a mixed meal and waiting to die, but I shouldn't be like them, I thought so at that time.

But life always likes to give you a blow, after graduation I finally walked on the path that the seniors once walked, living in various western restaurants and hotels as a waiter and bar, cake shop and cake shop also stayed for a while, but this is useless, the future is still confused.

I also thought about opening my own café with a friend, free and in line with my interests, but I didn't think about it after missing a few opportunities. My friends think it's a pity, and I think so too, but there's no turning back in life, isn't it? ”

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A young man who looks a little decadent walks into a café that he has discovered.

The young man came back to his hometown to take a break for a month or two before going out to look for a job, and there was so much pressure at work that he had to give himself a long vacation to relieve the pressure. His family is actually not the kind of family with very poor money, his parents have a good income, and the money he has obtained from his work in the past few years is used by himself, how much is used, and he rarely thinks about what to do in the future, and he doesn't need to think about it.

has a job, although he doesn't have much money, he doesn't have to ask his family for money, and his family won't wait for his little money to live, and it doesn't matter how willful Ricky's life is.

"There is a café with a fate, what a broken name, well, as long as the café opened in this kind of small county town is passable, then there will be no customers, and what name does it matter. "Ricky walked into this 'Destiny Cafe', and all he saw at the entrance was two guitars hanging on the wall, and a small blackboard with today's recommendations written on them.

Vanilla latte / sun-dried yergacheffe / Colombian / domestic YN small grain / charcoal roasted coffee.

There are indeed a lot of types of cafes in small places, but I don't know how the barista operates. The café is decorated in a decent way, with a quiet feel, and the surrounding walls and decorations are in the same tone, which complements the wood-grain cabinets.

He likes the feeling here, it is very different from the noisy feeling of the big city outside, there is no work trouble, there is no tight pace of life, sitting in the café and ordering a cup of coffee, he feels that he can sit all afternoon or evening.

"Hello, what do you need to order, drink or snack?" The short, glasses-wearing waitress handed the menu to Ricky.

Ricky sits at the bar, he likes to sit at the bar in every café he goes to, the bar is a very interesting place, not many people usually like to sit here, but this place can observe the whole café, the customers or the bar.

"Recently, I wanted to order a cup of coffee beans. Ricky said to the waiter, he had always thought it was a little strange to go to a café to drink other drinks, and that it was so difficult to drink a drink in a casual bar bubble tea shop or something, so why did he have to come to the café to drink.

Ricky has never understood this behavior, but it is someone else's choice, and he doesn't care too much about it, just be himself.

"The items on the small blackboard are all recent recommendations, and the items on it are all beans that have been roasted by our store manager himself in the past few days. The waitress said to Ricky, "If you don't like the recommendations, then you can try our Mandheling, although after a few days, the flavor is still quite good, and now there are only a few glasses left." ”

Boutique Mandheling is indeed a good bean product, produced in Indonesia, and the flavor is very strong. Ricky has also tried a lot in the coffee shops outside, hand-poured siphons, and each café has its own different methods and unique styles.

Ricky has always believed that the charm of coffee lies in this, with different baristas producing different flavors, each time you try it, it is like enjoying a new coffee.

"Then have a Mandheling, don't you mind if I watch the operation?" Ricky also wanted to see if the café in his hometown could surprise him.

"Absolutely, the manager is a very good sharer, and he thinks that a good cup of coffee can bring happiness to people. The waitress replied with a smile, "If you don't mind, we can also put the operation location on the seats, and many customers like this." ”

"I still sit at the bar, I prefer to sit at the bar. Ricky rejects the waitress's offer, he is a more assertive man who generally sticks to his opinion.

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Boiling water at 86 degrees Celsius, the water flows slowly into the pour-over pot, and flows down from the filter cup through the paper filter paper, and a serving of 18 grams of coffee beans brews out a cup of less than 200 grams.

The barista is very skilled, and every step is almost accurate to the second, so even without the use of a timer, you can feel the time required for each step empirically. It's like watching a work of art come into being, and a good barista, every cup of his work is a work of art.

The barista is a small water flow method, the water flows slowly, the coffee beans that are ground into powder expand slightly with the brewing of the water flow and adhere to the filter paper, the time is calculated by the second, the barista does not deliberately care about the weight, stops when it feels like the taste is about the same, and waits for the water to flow down gradually, the dark brown coffee slowly takes shape in the sharing pot, and the aroma overflows from it.

There are about 200 grams of coffee in the sharing pot, which is suitable for two or three people to share, but Ricky came alone, and no one shared with him.

"Why don't you taste this cup of yours?" Ricky said to the barista. The barista was a young man about his age, if it was just by the looks.

Wearing a pair of glasses, he seems relatively quiet, and it may be a bit rude to describe a man as quiet, but Ricky's relatively scarce vocabulary can't find other suitable adjectives. The hair is also relatively dry, and the man who can control the inch is really handsome.

The barista sat next to Ricky, there were not many customers in the café at this time, they had already ordered and did not need service for the time being, and there were not so many rules here, it didn't matter if the guests didn't need to be casual, just don't delay work.