MTL - I’m Not a Badass-Chapter 40 The taste of cookies

  Chapter 40 The Taste of Cookies

   "Afan, what's the matter with you?"

  Bai Mufan came back to his senses, and saw Liu Haoyu who was sitting across from him shaking his hands, and jokingly said with a smile, "Is this song so good? I'm so engrossed in listening to it."

   "Yes, it really sounds good." Bai Mufan smiled, returned the earphones to Liu Haoyu, and continued to bury his head in his meal.

   If it becomes popular, let it be popular, and it should be used as a welfare for people who have turned the world upside down. After all, this song is a good work.

  Doing live broadcast is just an attempt out of his curiosity, it does not mean that he will take advantage of this great opportunity to enter the entertainment industry that turns the world upside down, he has no intention of concentrating on developing in this area.

In fact, with his conditions and the famous songs from the normal world in his mind, it may not be difficult to make a name for himself in the entertainment industry, but he has not yet developed this interest into a Lifetime career plans.

  The entertainment industry is a well-known Vanity Fair, and there is a lot of muddy water in it. He doesn't like that kind of environment, and it's enough to sit at home and do live broadcasts when he's in the mood.

  The lunch break is over, and the class will continue in the afternoon.

  The first class was a relatively boring physics class. Many students were drowsy, but soon came the second class, home economics class.

"This class is to learn how to make cookies. I believe that after learning, everyone can make delicious cookies at home." The home economics teacher stood on the podium, smiled and winked at the students below, smiling Said: "Of course, you can also give biscuits to the person you like. Whether it is a boy or a girl, as long as you send out something you have made with your heart, then this kind of heart must be more or less in the other person's heart." Add some impression points."

  The students immediately understood and showed tacit smiles.

  Next, after the home economics teacher explained to the students and practiced in person, he asked everyone to make biscuits in pairs.

  Bai Mufan was naturally in the same group as Liu Haoyu. He looked at the raw materials and tools placed in front of him, and started directly.

  He first put butter and soft white sugar in a container, and then mixed the two with an electric egg beater.

  During the stirring process, he added the animal whipped cream to the whipped butter three times and stirred evenly. The whole process was very skillful, as if he had done it many times, and he was completely different from other students who were in a hurry around him.

  After a series of preliminary work, the biscuit batter is finally ready, soft and golden yellow, very beautiful.

  Liu Haoyu, who had been standing beside Bai Mufan eagerly watching Bai Mufan's busy work, was refreshed, and immediately walked over with the nozzle: "Leave this kind of effortless work to me. You can't let Afan do everything."

   "Can you do it?" Bai Mufan took a few steps back with a trace of suspicion, watching Liu Haoyu put the batter into the nozzle, and then squeeze it out from the end, and suddenly a crooked little flower appeared.

   "Hey, it became like this accidentally." Liu Haoyu stuck out his tongue in embarrassment.

"Let me do it, you just stand by and watch." Bai Mufan stepped forward with black lines all over his face, snatched the nozzle from Liu Haoyu's hand, and carefully drew a beautiful flower. The lump of objects is in stark contrast.

  Liu Haoyu couldn't help lying on the table in shame, buried his face in his arms, and said sullenly: "Afan, it seems that I will not be able to catch the stomachs of those stinky women with my cooking skills in the future."

  Bai Mufan didn't bother to talk to him.

  Used up all the batter, and conveniently remade Liu Haoyu's broken one, and Bai Mufan put the things in the oven.

  After setting the time, Bai Mufan sat next to him, played with his mobile phone, and chatted with Liu Haoyu.

   Thirty minutes passed quickly, and there was only a light ding from the oven. Bai Mufan got up and opened the oven door, and a strong fragrance filled the air immediately!

   "It's done." Bai Mufan let out a sigh of relief, with a smile on his face.

  I saw that every cookie on the baking tray was baked golden, even in color, and exuded a tempting aroma!

  At the moment of completion, he felt a sense of accomplishment spontaneously.

   It was this sense of accomplishment that made him fall in love with cooking and enjoy the process of making it.

  This feeling is like planting a seed in the field with my own hands, and then slowly waiting for it to bloom and bear fruit.

  Liu Haoyu had already left behind the frustration of being hit by Bai Mufan before, and immediately got together to grab a cookie.

The biscuit just taken out of the oven was still hot, but Liu Haoyu put the biscuit on his mouth and blew it easily, took a bite carefully, and chewed carefully, his eyes lit up immediately: "Good time!"

  The movement on Bai Mufan's side also attracted many students around him. At this moment, they didn't even care about the biscuits he was making, and they all gathered around, exclaiming one after another.

   "Wow, it smells so good!"

   "It looks delicious!"

   "Wow, I'm drooling."

   "I feel that Bai Mufan's biscuits are better than those sold in stores!"

   "It's over, compared with Bai Mufan's biscuits, the biscuits we make ourselves can't be on the table at all!"

Liu Haoyu stood beside him, with his hands on his hips triumphantly, and said in a showy tone: "Of course, you don't even look at who made it. You should have tasted Afan's cooking skills many times in the past three years. He Even the teacher praised what he made!"

   "Can we have a taste?" A boy turned his head to look at Bai Mufan, and the others also looked at him eagerly.

   "Of course, just eat it." Bai Mufan smiled slightly. In the past, every time he took a home economics class, he often shared the delicacies he made with everyone, which is also one of the reasons why he is very popular in the class.

"Very good!"

   "Today I have another delicious meal!"

  The students cheered one after another, leaned forward and grabbed the steaming cookies that had just come out of the oven and ate them. Naturally, there were all kinds of unsparing praises.

   Not far away, Xue Xiaoyan was standing alone in the corner, and she was the only one in the class that no one wanted to form a team.

  Xue Xiaoyan looked at the charcoal-like biscuits she had just made on the table, and then at Bai Mufan's table not far away, which was crowded with water, pursed her lips, and a trace of hesitation flashed in her eyes.

  Biscuits made by Bai Mufan himself, if you can eat them...

But she looked at the classmates happily eating biscuits, and Bai Mufan, who was surrounded by everyone and was extremely dazzling. Her eyes dimmed, and she grabbed the charcoal-like biscuit in front of her and took a bite. The bitter taste spread in the mouth.

so bitter.

  Bai Mufan, who was surrounded by his classmates, suddenly glanced at Xue Xiaoyan who was standing in the corner, tilted his head and thought for a while, as if he had thought of some good idea, the corner of his mouth twitched, and then continued to chat with other students as usual.

   Soon after forty minutes of a get out of class, the bell rang for the end of class. The students in the home economics classroom cleaned up the tables and chairs, left here talking and laughing, and returned to the classroom.

  Xue Xiaoyan stood in the corner, waited until everyone left, put her hands in her coat pockets, and was the last one to leave the classroom.

  She had just stepped out of the classroom, and within a few steps, someone from behind suddenly patted her on the shoulder.

  Xue Xiaoyan raised her eyebrows, thinking that someone was looking for trouble for her, she immediately looked back with a sullen expression, but when she saw the person behind her clearly, she couldn't help being slightly startled.

  Bai Mufan leaned against the door of the classroom, stood there with his arms folded, as if he had been waiting here for a long time.

   "Is it strange to see me?" Bai Mufan smiled, handed over a small bag the size of a palm in his hand, and winked at her: "I reserved it for you."

  Xue Xiaoyan took the bag subconsciously, and looked down. There were cookies in the small transparent bag, which still had a trace of warmth. They were made by Bai Mufan himself in class just now.

Xue Xiaoyan was stunned. She remembered that the students had already eaten all these biscuits, but there were still some here. Combined with Bai Mufan's words just now, it was obvious that Bai Mufan secretly packed a small part of the prepared cookies and kept them gave her.

  Xue Xiaoyan was silent for a moment, then asked: "Why?"

   "It's a return gift from the morning." Bai Mufan smiled, turned and walked briskly.

  In fact, seeing Xue Xiaoyan standing alone in the corner just now made him inexplicably feel sorry for this kind-hearted girl, so he left some biscuits for her.

  Watching Bai Mufan leave, Xue Xiaoyan opened the bag, threw a piece of cookie into her mouth, and chewed it carefully.

   so sweet...

  (end of this chapter)