DreamersGN Chapter 253 Social Death
Chapter 253 Social Death
Chapter 253 Social Death
Location: Mihua Town, Tianbaiwei Cake Shop;
Time: 13:21 minutes.
When Miwako Sato, who was humming a little song, changed into a white chef uniform, put on an apron and walked out of the dressing room, the first thing that caught her eyes was Katsumi Uehara sitting alone in a corner of the cooking room, resting her chin on one hand while Don't forget to shake the legs regularly.He stared fixedly at the door of the locker room, his eyes were extremely unfriendly.
Like Miwako, he also changed into a chef's uniform, with a crooked chef's hat on his head.The difference is that his face is full of displeasure at the moment.
"Your hair is too long. If you don't tie it well, the chef's hat won't protect you later."
Miwako, who suppressed a smile, saw her boyfriend's hair exposed outside the brim of her hat at a glance, and reminded her kindly.
"Do I need protection? A joke." Uehara Katsumi, who was shaking his legs to cover up his guilty conscience, curled his lips, very dismissive of this.
"uh-huh?"
The woman snorted twice with a smile on her face, walked to the side of her boyfriend, put one hand on his shoulder, half bent down and approached his ear with a teasing smile: "It's still too late to surrender, self-denial. "
"I'm sorry, this lady who is full of lies. The education I have received since I was a child does not allow me to do this." Uehara Katsumi glanced at his girlfriend sideways: "I have grown up so much that I don't even know how to write the word surrender."
"remarkably brave."
Miwako Sato sighed helplessly, but the smiles in the corners of her eyes became more intense.The left hand resting on the boyfriend's shoulder raised and patted his back lightly. After attracting his attention, his lips moved towards the cooking table beside him: "Did you see the materials on that table? Aunt Xia Chuan It's ready for us.
"At the same time, as the manager of this cake shop, Aunt Xia Chuan's professionalism in appreciating food is beyond doubt. She has the certificate."
"..."
Broken and scheduled!
Instinctively, Uehara Katsumi wanted to call his future mother-in-law and ask her to come over to rescue him.
But Miwako Sato who was standing beside him was like a roundworm in his stomach. She guessed what he was thinking as soon as she moved her buttocks. The sharp weapon that can tell the truth is firmly held in the palm of the hand.
"My mother has to go to work today, so don't bother her old man."
Smiling and playing with her boyfriend's mobile phone, she twirled it a few times between her fingers and put it on the cooking table. Miwako Sato winked at her boyfriend playfully, taking the sarcasm beyond words as tolerable or unbearable.
The speechless Uehara Katsumi glanced at the pile of completely unfamiliar materials on the stage, and his face turned dark.
All he knew was that it looked like powder, what exactly was it...well, he could only recognize cocoa powder, after all, it smelled like chocolate.
"Ahem, Miwako, I think it's not good for the two of us to occupy the cooking room in your aunt's shop." Looking around at the cooking room with only the two of them, he rolled his eyes and thought about Uehara's heart Keji immediately changed his excuse.
"Don't worry, there are quite a lot of cooking rooms in Aunt Xia Chuan's shop. After all, private ordering is also part of the cake shop business. Or are you afraid?" Miwako Sato raised her hand and took off the chef's hat on her boyfriend's head, and then replaced it again He put a new bun on his head so that when the hat fell down it would cover it all.
"Am I afraid? Just kidding, I'm just thinking about you."
Seeing that he couldn't escape, Katsumi Uehara took a deep breath, and his eyes suddenly became sharp: "Since you are so persistent, then I will let you lose heartily."
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Miwako Sato watched in amazement as her boyfriend, whose demeanor changed instantly, got up, walked to the cooking counter step by step, washed her hands professionally, and wiped off the water.
A chopping board was taken off the shelf by him and placed horizontally on the countertop;
A plaid-like apron was tied around his waist, looking like a master.
After a few seconds, Uehara Katsumi, who had no follow-up action, turned sideways to cover up his guilty conscience with words: "Come on, what are you looking at? Want to learn my skills secretly?"
"..."
Probably seeing her boyfriend's essence of pretending to be a tiger and eating pigs, Miwako Sato pursed her lips, walked to the edge of the cooking table with a natural expression, stood side by side with her boyfriend, and placed a cutting board in front of her.Then he turned his head and looked at him with a smile.
"..." Seeing that his girlfriend didn't make any next move, Katsumi Uehara glanced at the materials at hand, completely desperate - he probably won't be able to get this kiss today.
"The easiest way to make chocolate chip cookies is to make a base with just four things: flour, cocoa powder, powdered sugar and baking powder."
He took the four bags of powder bags with labels in front of him and weighed them separately. After all, Miwako Sato couldn't help laughing, moved them one by one in front of her boyfriend with trembling shoulders, and introduced: "You just It is necessary to take out some of them according to the proportion, put them on the chopping board and knead them together to complete the production of the biscuit body."
"It's that simple?" Uehara Katsumi raised his eyebrows with suspicion.
Miwako Sato who heard the words shrugged immediately: "Learn from me, Katsumi Uehara."
After saying that, she pulled a small electronic scale with her hand, grabbed the four materials in proportion and placed them on the cutting board.Uehara Katsumi, who learned from others, mixed the four materials together with both hands, and drew Tai Chi on the chopping board——
The smile on Miwako Sato's mouth suddenly froze.
"what are you doing?"
"Have you seen Tai Chi kung fu movies? It's just the practice method of drawing circles with your hands back and forth."
The touch of fingers moving back and forth in the pile of flour and the flipping of the powder obviously touched the nerves of excitement of the man, causing him to raise his hand and gesture twice excitedly: "Don't you think it looks similar?"
Miwako Sato tilted her head, looked at him stirring the flour in a funny way, then reached out and took a large porcelain bowl from the side and placed it in front of his cutting board: "Okay, stop playing, this is for eating Yes. Scoop a few pieces of butter in this bowl and knead it in, and finally break in an egg, and knead it all."
"okay."
Katsumi Uehara clapped his hands subconsciously, wanting to wipe off the powder on his hands——
clap clap!
In the next second, the splashed flour particles directly covered the faces of him and Miwako beside him!
"..."
"..."
The "smoke and dust" dissipated, and the men and women with disfigured faces struggled to open their eyes and looked at each other - they all saw the funny look on each other's faces.
The corner of Uehara Katsumi's mouth twitched, and he forcibly suppressed his smile: "Ahem, I want to say that I didn't do it on purpose, do you believe it?"
Miwako Sato, whose face was covered in black and white, subconsciously turned her head to look at the small mirror not far away. The cat's face made her face darken. She wiped the powder on her face with both hands, and directly attacked her boyfriend without saying a word: "Uehara Self-denial!"
"Hey, I'm also a victim, Miwako, what do you want to do? Don't come here, come again and I'll call—"
"Miss Hinata, your customized birthday cake has been made, please follow me."
The closed door of the cooking room was pushed open from the outside, and a charming young woman in a store manager's uniform walked in with a young lady. Both of them saw the man and woman rubbing each other's faces at the first sight, and they were all stunned. In place.
Katsumi Uehara: "..."
Miwako Sato: "..."
Put a small bowl~
(End of this chapter)