NOVEL NEXT Chapter 20
Due to the rapid development of science and technology, few people could cook with their own hands anymore, and most of them had home robots.
In terms of taste, home robots used advanced seasonings to enhance the appearance and nutrition of food, giving people a neurological feeling that the food was delicious. However, it was only edible. Despite its nutritional value, it had long lost the true taste of food.
Barlow had loved making his own delicacies since childhood, even though his family initially laughed at him. Despite coming from a famous family, he couldn’t stand those who always use nutritional supplements.
For him, making desserts and crafting mechas were indistinguishable.
However, his family views making desserts as a low-level activity, not befitting their status. “Humph, what do they know? Making desserts is a blend of body and soul, just like the resonance between mental power and mecha. It is a wonderful feeling,” Barlow asserts when discussing his passions.
Others think he used mecha as a metaphor for dessert, but Chu Muxi understands that both were his favorites.
“I think so too,” Chu Muxi agrees, responding to Barlow’s gaze. “Making desserts requires integrating emotions, just like integrating mental power into driving a mecha. You should treat the food in your hands and the mechas you fight with equally.”
Mr. Barlow, testing something, asks, “Do you really think so?”
Chu Muxi nods sincerely, “Yes. If possible, I want to learn to make desserts. Doing what you like is the happiest thing.”
“Is that why you went to the acting department?” Barlow asks, staring into Chu Muxi’s eyes.
Chu Muxi, momentarily stunned, looks embarrassed. He lowered his eyes with a pitiful face, “I—”
“Grandpa Barlow, why so many questions? We’re just here for afternoon tea. Don’t scare my junior,” Cen Xue intervenes, having investigated Chu Muxi.
Barlow, frowning, attempts to say something.
Chu Muxi lifted his head and responded, “At first, no. I wanted to achieve things to show my family. Unfortunately—” He smiles bitterly, shakes his head, then adopts a firm expression.
“But now I realize I have to live for myself first. Only by being responsible for myself can I be responsible for those who love, care, and support me.”
“Little kid, you have a lot of thoughts. Now it seemed that you are indeed better than your grandpa.” Barlow blew out a smoke ring, laughs after a moment, and stood up to make cakes in the kitchen.
Cen Xue breathed a sigh of relief, “Muxi, you’re amazing.”
“What’s wrong?” Chu Muxi looked at her doubtfully.
“You don’t know; there were people who discussed this with the old man before. Those people spoke strangely and talked a lot. In the end, the old man kicked them out and refused to let them into the store.” Cen Xue drank the tea.
“Only you, the old man not only didn’t kick you out but also praised you. Oh my God, I never knew he could praise others, no, he also praised someone before.”
“Oh? Who is it?” Chu Muxi asked.
Cen Xue pursed her lips at the wall. “No, it’s Marshal Lu, who is omnipotent and invincible in our empire. Everyone knows about it!”
Chu Muxi had heard or seen it several times in just a few days. By now, Lu Junzhi always had these three words.
‘Did I have such frequent contact with him in my previous life?’
“What are you thinking about, junior?” Cen Xue pushed him gently.
Chu Muxi came back to her senses. “No, I just think that Mr. Barlow is actually quite cute.”
Cen Xue curled her lips and said, “Only you would think so.” She looked around, fearing that Old Man Barlow would pop out of nowhere.
She whispered, “Look at those pictures on the wall. They are either rich or noble. This old man doesn’t even look at them. But he looks at you differently. It shows that you are very awesome, junior.”
Chu Muxi smiled and said, “He compliment me so well. That’s awesome.”
After a while, Mr. Barlow came out with two plates.
Chu Muxi hurriedly stood up and wanted to take the plate, but the old man avoided him and said, “Your hand is injured, don’t move it.”
He put the plate in front of him and the other in front of Cen Xue.
Cen Xue was flattered, “Wow, what a cute cake.”
The old man made two types of cakes respectively. The one in front of Chu Muxi was a matcha mille-feuille, dotted with white roses.
In front of Cen Xue was a cherry and raspberry dessert.
“Try it.” The old man held a cigarette in his mouth.
Fortunately, the injury was on his left hand, which did not hinder his movement. Chu Muxi picked up the fork, took a small piece of cake, and put it into his mouth.
Although the old man was holding a pipe in his mouth, he stared at him unblinkingly.
The taste of matcha was refreshing and paired with the light sweetness of vegetable cream. “It’s so delicious. There’s also a little juice extracted from cherry blossom petals in it, right?” Chu Muxi asked with a smile.
Mr. Barlow sat up straight. He stared at Chu Musi closely, “Can you eat it?”
He made desserts as he pleased. The same matcha cake would be made with different ingredients, so it was impossible for anyone to rely on rules to tell him. What ingredients will you use today?
In other words, the boy in front of him tasted it himself.
Mr. Barlow narrowed his eyes, “You have a very sensitive tongue.”
Chu Muxi smiled and said nothing but took another bite slowly.
Mr. Barlow seemed a little anxious. He kept tapping his fingers on the table and hesitated to speak. He was very confused about what to say to the other party.
Cen Xue blinked and pretended she didn’t exist.
She discovered that the two people in front of her were two foxes.
A little fox, an old fox.
Now that two foxes were fighting, she should stay away to avoid being harmed.
Chu Muxi was not in a hurry at all. He didn’t come here with any purpose, but when he arrived, he realized that the man in front of him was Mr. Barlow.
A rough plan immediately came to his mind, until his hand was injured, and the old man’s attitude began to change.
That plan was gradually taking shape, and now, it was time to wait for the fish to take the bait.
Sure enough, after a while, the old man seemed to gradually calm down and then fell into deep thought.
He just kept staring at him during this period, seeming to be thinking about something.
“Senior sister, does yours have Sophora japonica in it?” Chu Muxi said firmly.
Before Cen Xue could answer, Mr. Barlow had already jumped up, “You know this too? How did you know?” He stared at the other party suspiciously.
Chu Muxi pointed to his nose and said, “I can smell it.” He was serious and confident.