For some inexplicable reason, instead of opening her learning software or checking job postings as usual, Zi Xi typed "cake and dessert recipes" into the search bar.
The search results popped up, and the dazzling array of recipes and instructional videos overwhelmed her.
Zi Xi clicked on a video about making a basic cream cake and watched as the skillful hands on the screen transformed ordinary eggs, flour, sugar, and cream into a fluffy and tempting pastry.
She became so engrossed in watching that she clicked on several videos in a row, ranging from the simplest cookies to complex decorated cakes.
Just then, an advertisement that popped up in the lower right corner caught her attention.
"Sweet Dream Workshop Baking Experience Class, beginner-friendly! First trial class is only 100 yuan, and you can take home your own creation!"
One hundred dollars.
For Zi Xi, it wouldn't have been possible before today, but today's unexpected windfall allows her to use one hundred yuan.
But Zi Xi kept looking at the advertisement, her mind in turmoil.
One hundred yuan is enough for her to buy groceries for a week, or to buy her mother a good box of pain relief patches.
Go learn how to make cakes?
This sounds too unrealistic, too extravagant.
Ultimately, impulse prevailed over reason.
Zi Xi clicked the reservation button and selected a time slot for the afternoon of the following day.
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After delivering the lunch rush orders the next day, Zixi followed the navigation to find Sweet Dream Workshop, located in a quiet alley.
It was a small and cozy shop, with all sorts of exquisite desserts displayed in the window, and the air filled with the rich, sweet aroma of butter and cream.
Zi Xi pushed open the glass door, and the wind chimes made a crisp sound.
"Hello, are you Ms. Qin who booked a trial class?"
A young female teacher wearing a clean apron and with a warm smile came to greet us.
"Yes, hello teacher."
Zi Xi nodded.
"Just call me Teacher Lin. Today we'll learn how to make the simplest butter cookies, which are perfect for beginners."
The female teacher warmly led her inside.
The necessary materials and tools were already laid out in front of the workbench. Zixi changed into the apron provided by the store, feeling a little unsure about these unfamiliar tools.
There were two other students in the class, who looked like college students from the neighborhood, chatting and laughing in a relaxed manner.
Zi Xi stood silently in front of her workbench, took a deep breath, and tried hard to recall the steps from the video she had watched last night.
As the lesson began, Teacher Lin explained the steps and key points. Zi Xi listened attentively, her eyes glued to the screen, afraid of missing a single detail.
When it was her turn to do it herself, she was initially a little clumsy.
But she didn't get discouraged; she simply cleaned up quietly and started over.
Teacher Lin walked over to her and observed her movements for a while, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.
This somewhat quiet girl possessed an unusual stability and patience.
Her stirring and mixing movements quickly went from clumsy to smooth and precise.
On her second attempt at piping, she seemed to have mastered the technique, applying even pressure and producing cookie doughs that were all the same size and had a regular shape.
"very good!"
"You have a great feel for the ball, very steady. Many beginners need to practice for a long time to master this level of strength."
Teacher Lin couldn't help but praise her.
Zi Xi looked up, smiled a little shyly, and blushed slightly at the joy of being affirmed.
As the oven was being baked, the entire studio was filled with an enticing aroma of milk.
With a ding, the oven timer went off.
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