The two of them rested for a while, and their strength gradually recovered.

Meng Shi proposed, "Let's get out of here first, the public area is too dangerous." ”

Sikong Yao nodded and agreed to Master Meng's proposal: "Okay." ”

The two returned to the novice village, and it was already dark.

The sky was covered with clouds that looked like fish scales, shining in the red light. Under the glow of the setting sun, the new village looks extraordinarily quiet and serene.

Sikong Yao and Meng Shi quietly watched the flying geese in the sky, enjoying a comfortable time.

Meng Shi secretly glanced at Sikong Yao, if it weren't for the afterglow of the sunset shining on the two of them, others would be able to see Meng Shi's slightly red face.

Meng Shi said: "Sikong Yao, when will you go offline?" ”

Sikong Yao smiled and said, "What's wrong?" Want to drive me away? ”

Meng Shi was busy explaining: "No, no, I just thought, if you're not in a hurry, I'll cook you a meal, right?" ”

Sikong Yao asked with interest, "Oh? Do you also cook things? Then I'd like to try it, anyway, I live alone, and I'm not in a hurry to go back. ”

Meng Shi nodded, slightly excited, and said, "Okay, then go to the restaurant in the village and borrow the kitchen utensils there." ”

Sikong Yao found that Master Meng was a very considerate person, because he asked Sikong Yao about his taste.

"Sikong Yao, do you have any food to taboo? Is it acceptable to fry steak? ”

For Master Meng's question, Sikong Yao obviously praised it very much, for girls, if there is an assertive boy to accompany her, it is a very happy thing.

Generally speaking, girls hope that the other party can take the initiative to appear more reserved. And if you throw the question of choice to the other party, whether it is a boy or a girl, it will probably be a little disgusting.

Therefore, when Master Meng directly asked Sikong Yao if he accepted fried steak, Sikong Yao nodded with satisfaction and said, "No problem, I'll eat everything." ”

Meng Shi's move made Sikong Yao have a great impression of him. And compared to this delicate mind, Sikong Yao obviously admired Master Meng's cooking skills even more.

The chops fall into the hot iron pot with a sizzling sound, and the heat quickly locks in the juices of the steak and retains the delicious fat.

When the steak was about five ripe on both sides, Meng Shi quickly stir-fried the garlic in olive oil and cooked the brandy over low heat. After the brandy is dried, it is tasted with red wine, and butter, pepper and salt are added to the soup to enhance the flavor of beef gravy.

The broth is drawn into the meat through the pre-sliced flower knife surface of the steak, and the aroma begins to spread.

Master Meng was still delicately grasping the heat, completely locking the aroma of the wine into the meat steak.

Sikong Yao took a deep breath, feeling the thick fragrance wafting in the air.

Outside the kitchen, some diners who don't know why are starting to get excited.

"Ouch? Have you changed the chef today, this fragrance, tsk. ”

"It's brandy, oh my God, this restaurant is going to be on fire."

After the red wine is also burned, the aroma of wine, garlic and meat is harmonious, and it lies perfectly on the delicate plate. Meng Shi decorated it with flying broccoli and sliced tomatoes, and placed them in front of Sikong Yao.

In the end, Master Meng poured the dried juice that had just been boiled. As soon as the sauce was revealed, the heat began to rise, and the pleasant sound was tempting, and Sikong Yao couldn't help but eat it.

Master Meng brought a glass of aperitif and put it in front of Sikong Yao, and said proudly: "Pan-fried dried fruit brandy steak with aperitif, I hope Miss Sikong Yao can like it." ”

Sikong Yao raised the knife and fork, and the tip of the knife lightly touched the steak, and the soft meat opened with a touch. With a "zila" sound, the mellow gravy that was perfectly locked in the steak seeped out along the texture of the meat surface.

The fragrance wafted out, and the people around looked at Sikong Yao, eager to snatch the steak over and enjoy it by themselves.

Sikong Yao elegantly took a small piece of beef tenderloin into his mouth, and the steak with just the right heat did not have a trace of blood, only the ultimate aroma of meat and the pure aroma of brandy.

The carefully painted steak melted in her mouth, depriving Sikong Yao of her taste buds with the aroma of brandy, and she couldn't help but eat most of the steak in a row before she began to ease up.

Sikong Yao praised: "Master Meng, your skills in frying steak are not bad!" ”

Seeing Sikong Yao's satisfied look, Master Meng also smiled knowingly, and responded humbly: "I just know how to grasp the heat, but it's a pity that the ingredients are insufficient, otherwise I can make a better steak." ”

Sikong Yao took the fork in his mouth, licked the gravy on it, and said sadly: "Master Meng, I haven't eaten enough, I still want to eat." ”

When Sikong Yao said this, the people around him suddenly focused their eyes on Meng Shi's body, and that look seemed to say, "Please, do more for me." ”

Master Meng shrugged helplessly and said, "Spare me, the amount of this steak is tailored to your body type, and if you eat more, you will gain weight." ”

Sikong Yao had no choice but to give up and said reluctantly, "Okay...... Let's go for a walk. ”

Master Meng nodded and said, "Okay." ”

The sky had completely darkened, and the night sky of the novice village began to hang with a few bright stars, shining movingly.

Meng Shi and Sikong Yao lay on a soft pile of malt, enjoying their leisure time after dinner.

Master Meng raised a malt, shook it in front of Sikong Yao, and said: "In Germany, the owner of the ranch will use the malt left over from brewing beer to feed the calves, so that when the cow grows up, it will exude a mellow aroma of beer all over its body. ”

Sikong Yao snatched the malt from Master Meng's hand, played with it casually, and asked, "Master Meng, why do you want to be a Western chef?" ”

"My family is dealing in traditional Chinese food, and my parents want me to inherit the family business, but I prefer Western food, I don't like to stay in the workshop, I prefer the joy of grasping the heat," Meng said. ”

Sikong Yao sighed thoughtfully, closed his eyes, and did not answer.

After a while, Sikong Yao spoke again: "Then we are very similar, my father also hopes that I can go back to inherit the family business, but I have no interest in business management or anything." I just want to be an ordinary pastry chef, open my own pastry shop, support myself with my own hands, and travel the world with the people I love. So I came to St. Eudelou's College to prove to my old-fashioned father that I could live well without him. ”

Meng Shi nodded, the two of them had similar experiences, which immediately resonated, and Meng Shi'an persuaded: "Well, don't worry too much, of course, only you can decide your future." ”

Sikong Yao smiled and said: "Of course I know this, that's why I worked so hard to learn dessert skills, if I can't pass the assessment after half a year, I will be sent home by the academy, if I want to go back to face that old-fashioned man, I would rather wander." ”

Meng Shi continued to persuade: "Sikong Yao, don't you want to be too extreme, is there anything in the family that can't be explained clearly......

"Okay, okay, don't say it, I know what you're going to say, and I know it, but my dad won't understand."

Meng Shi didn't know how to appease, the two of them were silent, and the atmosphere was suddenly a little awkward.

Meng Shi had to find a topic that Sikong Yao was interested in to alleviate it.

"Sikong Yao, can you tell me about desserts?"

As soon as he heard the dessert, Sikong Yao suddenly cheered up and said excitedly: "Okay, where to start...... Is it a classification of desserts? Or the origin of dessert? Or the history of desserts? Oops, it's hard to choose. ”

Meng Shi smiled and said, "Why don't you talk about chocolate?" ”

Sikong Yao sat up, nodded violently, and began to say, "Okay, let's talk about chocolate." You should know that Dove, right? ”

Master Meng nodded.

Sikong Yao continued: "Around 1919, Princess Charlotte married Prince Felix, which was a happy event, but it was too busy for their pastry chef Leon. Leon's fingers began to crack due to the high workload, and while he was cleaning the wound, he was discovered by the prince's distant relative, Princess Bazaar, who felt sorry for Leon and threw him a medicine bag. Because of Bazaar's empathy, Leon began to pursue Princess Bazaar. However, due to the system of aristocratic marriages, the Duke of Bazaar was ordered to marry the princes of the nobility, and Leon was very sad. On the wedding day, near the end of the dinner, Leon used hot chocolate to write 'DOVE', which means 'Doyouloveme?', on top of Princess Bazaar's ice cream, but then the chocolate melted and Princess Bazaar didn't understand the pastry chef's intentions. Four years later, when Bazaar was plagued by a bad illness, Leon found Princess Bazaar again and told her about it, and although the two were not able to get together in the end, chocolate became a gift for lovers to express their love for each other. ”

Meng Shi quietly listened to Sikong Yao's story, and then asked, "Is every piece of chocolate a piece?" ”

Sikong Yao nodded: "Of course, the story of chocolate was originally a confession, although now that chocolate has become popular, this statement has been diluted." But one day, I'll make a chocolate that belongs only to someone and give it to them! ”

Master Meng smiled and said, "It seems that I can't eat it." ”

Sikong Yao also smiled and said, "If you want to eat, I can also make some for you, such as black truffle chocolate or something." ”

Master Meng shook his head and said with a smile: "It's not too early, let's go back." ”

Sikong Yao nodded and acquiesced to Master Meng's proposal.

Sikong Yao turned around and jumped off the malt pile, and a streamer suddenly crossed the starry night sky, and Meng Shi silently made a wish.

Sikong Yao urged below: "Master Meng, if you don't come down, I won't wait for you." ”

"Here we are." Master Meng responded.

The meteor disappeared at the end of the sky with Master Meng's wish, and the novice village also disappeared into silence.