My Wang Da is rebellious [Quick Transmigration]

Chapter 69 Apple Pie

Looking at the girl's flushed cheeks, Tang Zhi didn't really want to be a messenger of love, but this was Nian Qibai's peach blossom, and he had no position to block her.

Tang Zhi was about to go to the back kitchen to call Nian Qibai to come out, when he turned around and bumped into someone, it turned out that Nian Qibai just came out from the back kitchen, maybe he heard the movement from the counter, he walked over directly, politely The brooch was pushed back.

"Sorry classmate, I have someone I like."

As soon as the words came out, everyone present was stunned for a moment, and then the girl's face turned even redder. She took back the brooch, blushed, paid the money, and then walked out of the dessert shop. The rest of the people probably felt a little embarrassed, and followed out. Soon, only Tang Zhi and Nian Qibai were left in the shop.

It was not surprising that the girl was rejected by Tang Zhi, but when Nian Qibai said that he had someone he liked, his heart skipped a beat.

Is there really someone you like, or is it just an excuse?

"I really have someone I like."

After hearing the voice, Tang Zhi came back to his senses, only to realize that he had asked what was on his mind, and his face began to burn instantly.

Tang Zhi looked at Nian Qibai with some embarrassment, "Go and do your work, leave it to me at the cash register."

"it is good."

Nian Qibai walked into the back kitchen with a smile, took out the freshly baked apple pie and let it cool.Tang Zhi was left alone in embarrassment in front of the cash register. Obviously, the way he changed the topic just now was too deliberate. Isn't this the reason that there is no silver 300 taels here?

But fortunately, the store quickly became busy, and customers began to enter the store one after another, so I didn't have time to think so much when I got busy.

After being busy for a while, Tang Zhi's speed of collecting money and packing has also increased significantly, and he bought the last piece of bread, and this afternoon's business is considered to have come to an end.

Normal dessert shop business is to buy new products while buying back kitchens, but Nian Qibai does not do this. He only opens in the afternoon and evening, and only makes a fixed number of desserts each time. When they are sold out, they will be gone. Business is usually very good at that time, so he has more rest time in the afternoon.

Lock the door of the store and open the small sign that is at rest.

Nian Qibai brought out an apple pie, "Thank you for your hard work, I will have apple pie and mulled wine for afternoon tea today."

Sunlight poured into the small shop through the glass windows, Tang Xing was taken aback when he saw Nian Qibai's expression.

It really seems that the appearance of wearing an apron and holding afternoon tea is exactly the same as in the dream.

Before Tang Zhi could think about it, Nian Qibai had already sat down. Because it was his own afternoon tea, Nian Qibai specially made a big apple pie. The round pie had been cut into eighths in advance. It is also dotted with white piping cream, and some boiled applesauce is placed on the cream. The sauce has a delicious luster in the sun. Although the sweet smell is everywhere in the dessert shop, the refreshing apple aroma is still occupied a place.

The sliced ​​fan-shaped apple pie is placed in a small plate, gently cut a piece with a fork and put it in the mouth together with the cream. The first thing you feel is the hardness of the pie crust, and then the sweet and sour apple filling with a little cinnamon The unique aroma, followed by the sweetness of the cream, chewing gently, three different flavors will be mixed together.

The taste of the apple filling occupies the main body. When chewing, can you still crush the flesh of each piece? The soft outside and some hard fruit inside make the taste of the apple pie even more brilliant.

Tang Zhi chewed carefully, then picked up the hot red ball beside him and took a sip. It still tasted like red wine, but it was much more sour than uncooked red wine. The taste of spices is well integrated in the aftertaste of red wine with a hint of sweetness.

Although it sounds like a dark dish, it tastes surprisingly good.Moreover, the alcohol in the red wine has also been evaporated, and now the mulled wine is more like a drink with a special flavor, but people who don't like cinnamon may not be used to it.

"Do you like this dessert very much?"

"I like it." Tang Zhi looked at the apple pie in front of him with some hesitation. He always felt that he had eaten this apple pie somewhere, maybe because the taste of apple pies was similar?

"As long as you like it, this is the second time I've made this dessert for others, and I'm afraid I can't make it well."

The man sitting opposite was smiling, with the shadow of apple pie reflected in his eyes, Tang Zhi sipped his mulled wine and looked at him suspiciously, "But aren't you a dessert chef?"

Nian Qibai smiled, "It is now, but it was not before."

"That's it."

Tang Zhi didn't ask any more questions, and soon the two finished their afternoon tea. Nian Qibai returned to the back kitchen to continue preparing the desserts to be sold in the evening, while Tang Zhi moved a small bench and sat at the door watching each other busy.

If he was sure that Nian Qibai had a very familiar feeling after eating the Lantern Festival that day, then the relationship just now made him even more sure.

Because this person has a very strong sense of sight no matter what he talks or does. Tang Zhi thought about it and thought that maybe he could get more information in the dream, or maybe the reason why he felt that Nian Qibai was so Familiarity is because dreams are at work.

Thinking of this, he started to feel drowsy again, his head was shaking little by little, and he fell asleep leaning against the door frame after a while.

In his dream, Tang Zhi seemed to see that familiar house again. He and Nian Qibai were sitting by the window, and there was a pot of very lush mint on the window sill. They seemed to be drinking afternoon tea.

There was a piece of half-eaten apple pie on the table, and Tang Zhi heard the person on the opposite side calling himself with a smile, "Tang Zhi, do you mind if I call you that?"

Then he heard his own voice, "Just bark like this, domestic dogs always have some privileges."

Then Tang Zhi couldn't hear what the person in the dream said, and a sweet smell of sugar and cream began to waft from the tip of his nose. Tang Zhi watched him and Nian Qibai go out in the car together, seeing Watching them eat together, I even saw the young version of Nian Qibai leaning against the blue brick wall holding an oil-paper umbrella.

The pictures that can be seen in the dream are always fragmented, and when Tang Zhi wakes up again, it is almost the evening business hours.

The business in the evening is very good, because the dessert shop is on a commercial street, and many people who are off work will be attracted by the fragrance when they pass by.

Tang Zhi was dizzy in a hurry, and finally waited until there were a little less people. He was about to take a sip of water when he was patted on the shoulder.

He turned his head and saw that Nian Qibai seemed to be handing something over, he opened his mouth and subconsciously swallowed it, a refreshing feeling rushed straight to his brain, and the brain that had felt a little tired just now became sober in an instant.

"This mint is so choking."

"It's only useful if you choke." Nian Qibai took over the work in Tang Zhi's hand, "There are not many guests left, you go to rest first, there is still apple pie left in the back kitchen, eat it first when you are hungry point."

"it is good."

Rubbing his stiff shoulders, Tang Zhi walked into the back kitchen and saw a piece of apple pie and a cup of steaming milk tea on the small table.

It is almost nine o'clock now, and he has been busy since the afternoon tea. To be honest, he is almost tired and hungry.

Take a sip of hot milk tea, the sweet milky fragrance spreads between the lips and teeth, and a stream of heat slides down the esophagus into the stomach, which is very warm and comfortable.

I don't know if I'm too hungry, but Tang Zhi felt that even the apple pie had become sweeter, and after two or three mouthfuls of delicious food, there was finally something in his stomach.

After drinking the last sip of milk tea, Tang Zhi came to the cash register. It was close to closing time, and there were still a few customers in the store. Tang Zhi sat on the high stool and stared at the mint potted plant on the counter, and suddenly said, "You What kind of collar do you prefer? Leather? Metal?"