187. Cake maker

He wasn't surprised to catch a glimpse of me, but glanced past Allen as he landed towards the door, "Who is this person?" ”

"One of the cake makers said he wanted to challenge your dessert."

There are black lines popping out of his forehead, and Allen, the pastry chef, becomes a cheap "cake maker" in his mouth. However, Allen's attention was not on him at this time, and after staring at Zhou Liang for a moment, he asked, "You can make desserts?" ”

Zhou Liang raised his eyebrows and responded directly: "No, I will only cook." ”

Speaking of cooking, I have tasted Zhou Liang's craftsmanship, and it may be an exaggeration to say that it is a miracle to turn decay, but it is absolutely amazing.

But Allen couldn't help frowning after hearing this, and turned to glaring at Zhou Yu angrily: "You take a cook to compare with my professional pastry chef?" You're kidding me! ”

Zhou Yu sneered, didn't look at him directly, and only provoked Zhou Liang: "It seems that some people look down on you as a chef." ”

"you, isn't it enough to bother me? Don't use these agitation methods on me, Lao Tzu is not free tonight. The pavilion is almost finished, you have to eat your own food, and the materials are all in the kitchen. As soon as he had said that, he was ready to turn and leave.

Allen suddenly raised his voice at this time: "Jia Ru, how do you know such a levelless person?" ”

Uh, I looked at Zhou Yu next to me, and then at Zhou Liang, it's really not level. But in the end, it still has to be maintained: "Actually, they are just ......" a little crazy, and then dragged a little.

"Who has no level?" Zhou Liang paused, asked in an unkind tone, and looked Allen up and down and said, "It's just a cake maker who dares to call himself a pastry chef?" I don't think you know what dessert is. ”

The corners of his mouth twitched, the character of their Zhou family is very consistent, but it seems that there is a good show to watch later.

Allen wasn't angry this time, squinted his eyes and said to Zhou Liang: "It's not up to you to decide whether you understand or not, and whether you have the strength or not has to wait to be compared." Let Jia Ru be the referee, and we will each make three desserts for her to taste and see who can win. ”

Zhou Liang grinned, "Okay, which three desserts are you best at?" ”

"Do you have enough materials?"

"Basically, you will have all the materials you need, and you can go and see them yourself."

I watched in amazement as the two figures disappeared behind the door, and they really had to compare when they came to an agreement. Or do you want me to be a referee?

"What's this Allen?" When I asked this, Zhou Yu got up and automatically found the tea leaves, and skillfully washed and warmed the tea before bringing it to me.

I waited for his tea to fill the cup before replying, "He's the master who taught me how to make drinks." ”

At this time, Zhou Yu was holding a teacup, and when he heard my words, his wrist froze in mid-air, and he turned his head with more doubts in his eyes: "Isn't he a cake maker?" Why do you know how to make drinks again? ”

I smiled, and it was a coincidence that I had met Allen.

At that time, I left the courthouse, and I didn't think about opening a drink shop for a while, and when I passed by Allen's coffee shop, I couldn't help but pause when I smelled the aroma of coffee, and when I looked up, I saw two words on its sign - Encounter.

So from that day on, I went to the shop every day and ordered a cup of coffee, but I never took a sip.

Almost a month later, Allen came up to me out of the blue and asked me why I didn't drink my coffee every time I came in. I told him he just wanted to smell the coffee, but I didn't like it. This behavior is undoubtedly strange in the eyes of others, and Allen also asked me why I came to the coffee shop since I didn't like coffee.

I thought about it, pointed to the door, and said, "Because of the name of your shop."

Encounter, that is, the meaning of encounter. In the vast sea of people, the people who walk in the door, the people who miss it, the people who pass by, how many can really meet? Few and far between. Even the simplest encounters have to accumulate luck for a long time.

Maybe I'm right for Allen's temper, he will give me an extra piece of cake every time I come over. I wasn't originally a dessert lover, but the cake was so tempting that I couldn't resist taking a bite and became Allen's royal taster. After it was ripe, he still asked the original question, why don't you drink coffee but like to smell the aroma of coffee?

I paused and said that I used to like coffee very much, but someone said that drinking too much coffee is not good for the body, so I slowly quit coffee. But I can quit the coffee factor, but I can't quit the fragrance, and I feel better all day when I smell it.

Allen didn't say anything at the time, and a few days later he offered to bring me a cup of coffee, but suggested that I try it. I didn't refute him, and took a sip and found that it looked like a cappuccino, but it didn't taste like a cappuccino, but it smelled cappuccino. Allen says that since I want to smell coffee and not drink it, make it a drink with the smell of coffee.

I drank all the cappuccinos that day, and an idea popped into my head - is it possible to make a drink that has the taste and aroma of coffee in terms of appearance and taste, but it is not real coffee, but a special drink.

Allen's eyes lit up, and the next day he brought me a cup of "mocha", which I tasted and said it tasted a little worse. The next day he gave me another cup of "Blue Mountain", but there was still something missing. When he gave me a "latte", the bitterness was slightly sweet, and the mellow aroma of the coffee suddenly hit my taste buds.

I found the feeling I wanted.

Once I asked Allen why he didn't sell it in his shop, and he said it was made just for me, and it was for me.

I immediately came up with the idea of making this drink, and Allen gave me the recipe without reservation and taught me how to control the temperature and the integration of the ingredients. That was the first time I was interested in anything other than law, and I was willing to put my heart into it, and I would study with Allen for an hour or two almost every day.

Later, when my shop opened, there were fewer opportunities to go to his side, but as long as I passed, he would still give me a newly developed dessert to eat, and I was still his taster.

After listening to this, Zhou Yu made a judgment: "So you don't have any doubts about him from beginning to end." ”

Of course, how could someone who taught me how to make drinks turn around and hurt himself.

"And what did you go to him for?"

"I think if it's a peer-to-peer taboo, then the problem must be the drink. It's no secret that I studied at Allen's place at the beginning, but someone who inquired about it knew about it, and I wanted to see if I could ask this person from Allen. ”

Zhou Yu immediately understood my intentions: "Are you afraid that there will be too many people in the store?" ”

Obviously, so I let Zhou Yu annoy Allen, and this trip took place.

At this time, the door that had been closed for a while was pushed open from the inside, and Zhou Liang and Allen walked out from the inside one after another, both holding a delicate small bowl in their hands. When the bowl was put down, I realized that it was made of poplar nectar, and then both eyes were fixed on me.

Seeing this, Zhou Yu first broke the silence: "It's done?" I'll try it first. He was just about to pick up the spoon, but was scolded by the two people in front of him: "You are not allowed to move!" ”

Allen looked at me, "Jia Ru, you can taste it." ”

Zhou Liang's attitude was to be a little more dangling: "Hurry up, he only believes in your judgment, anyway, the third child can pick out thorns in whatever he eats." Zhou Yupi replied with a smile: "If I don't pick a thorn, I have to have no thorns to pick." ”

I took a spoon and tasted Allen's poplar nectar first, as always, it was to my taste, not too sweet, the mango flesh was very tender, but slightly sweet. I tasted Zhou Liang's dish again, and the first bite I felt in my mouth was too light, and I frowned slightly, but when I picked a piece of mango pulp and ate it, I was suddenly surprised, this taste ...... Why can't I eat mango? But its taste and sweetness are just right.

I couldn't help but ask, "Do you have mangoes in here?" ”

Zhou Liang shrugged his shoulders, "What else can it be if it's not a mango?" ”

"But why doesn't it smell like mango?"

"I have a set of methods in it, you can eat a little bit."

I listened to the advice, opened the mango and ate a spoonful of sago. In the end, I gave my own judgment pertinently, pointing to Zhou Liang's part, "Personally, I will like this taste more." ”

Allen's face sank when he heard this, and his eyes were firmly fixed on Zhou Liang's Yangzhi nectar. At this time, Zhou Yu said on the side: "I can't afford to lose." Allen glared at him when he heard this, then turned around and dropped a sentence: "Again!" ”

When they entered the back kitchen again, Zhou Yu unceremoniously took away the dessert in front of me, noticing that it happened to be Allen's portion.

I asked him why he didn't even eat Zhou Liang's cooking, and he didn't even look at it and said that the little thing that the second child made was nothing more than a trick, and he was tired of it. What mango doesn't have a mango flavor, is that still the original color of food?

Although it is a fallacy, it is not without a certain amount of truth.

I happened to be hungry, so I didn't say anything polite to anyone, and ate Zhou Liang's dessert. But it wasn't long before I realized that it was a bad decision, as they came up with two other desserts, one for mousse and one for Napoleon.

I was already feeling full when I ate the mousse cake, but when they brought Napoleon up, I couldn't help but eat it again when they looked at the crunchy puff pastry. The last two desserts were agreed upon by them, and I was allowed to taste them all before making a judgment. So after tasting two servings of Napoleon, I had to come up with a choice.

Since it's a fair matchup, I don't plan to be biased, and I love it from the bottom of my heart.

So the choice from the heart is the desserts made by Zhou Liang, that is, his things will always give people a sense of freshness and amazement, so that I can never guess what he has hidden in it.