A Walk-on Actor Who Wants to Be A Baker - Chapter 10

Fang Qiao intends to bring Lu Yanzhou back to his own cake shop to cook hot pot, so he went to the supermarket to close the door to buy a la carte.

When passing the shelf, Fang Qiao asked very intimately: “Do you want to buy a packet of instant noodles?”

“The stuff is preservatives, don’t eat.”

“Would you buy some snacks?”

“It’s all pigment additives, don’t eat.”

Fang Qiao: Then you are hungry, so special.

In the winter, the day is short. When the two people are out of the supermarket, it is already dark. They have not been hit by the road for more than 20 minutes. The drivers are rushing home to eat the New Year’s Eve, all refused to carry, and the taxi software also received an order. None of them.

The cold wind blows, Fang Qiao freezes his nose, and looks at the lights in the city at the moment, and sings in his mouth that “the children of the family are like treasures.”

Of course, except for this one.

Next to this is a stinky fart. I don’t want him to soak in the hot springs in the New Year, and inexplicably bring him out of the cabinet. Now he has to stand on the road to blow the cold wind.

Fang Qiao sucked his nose and proposed: “We don’t take a taxi, take the subway.”

“Don’t sit.” Lu Yanzhou answered simply.

In fact, Lu Yanzhou was also cold and trembled. The cashmere coat on his body was not frozen in the cold wind. But he wants to maintain the last dignity, and the president of the city is squeezing the subway like it!

Fang Qiao closed his eyes and forced to resist the urge to throw Lu Yanzhou on the road: “Then ride a shared bicycle!”

“…”

Lu Yanzhou carried a dish with one hand and swayed the ring with one hand. When I was on the subway, my shoes were stepped on two feet, and two shoe prints were clearly printed on it.

He looked at the shoe prints hungry, and even began to regret some of his heart, he should not run to suffocate him, or now may have been sitting in the Lujia mansion to enjoy a rich New Year’s dinner.

The cake shop is not far away, just three stops. Lu Yanzhou stood at the gate, looked at the store, and looked at the school gate behind him. Make sure that this is the one he has been to. Ask Fang, who is opening the door: “How do you have the key to this store?”

“Lu always looks up again, what is this store called?”

“Fang Shifu cake shop… Did you open it for a long time? Yes, there are side jobs.”

“That’s not, if I don’t want me anymore, I have to support myself.”

Lu Yanzhou praised: “Fang Shifu has a good mind.”

Master Fang is polite: “With the help of Lu You, I have the start-up funds.”

Lu Yanzhou felt very strange. The little stars he had raised, holding his money outside, would play more than one, and for the first time saw the investment.

“Fang Master has made persistent efforts to open the branch as soon as possible.”

Fang Qiao: “…” Then I have to sleep how many times you have enough!

There is a small kitchen in the store, which is usually used for clerk and cake master to eat. Fang Qiao went in and smashed the electric hot pot out, poured the water into the electricity and sprinkled a bag of pot bottom into the inside, then waited for the gap to be boiled and took the freshly picked vegetables out for washing.

Fang Qiao was busy with a group, but he did not see any movements of Lu Yanzhou, neither snoring nor coming to help.

Fang Qiao secretly confided that the president was really squeaky, and he was too lazy to do anything. As a result, President Lu received the bag of cream from the refrigerator and was squeezing his head into his mouth.

It seems that it is really hungry.

Fang Qiao sighed while speeding up the washing of vegetables. I thought that this year, I could soak in the hot springs of the resort, enjoy a luxurious dinner after the massage, and I didn’t expect to come back to eat the hot pot.

Lu Yanzhou laughed as he watched Fang Joe washing the dishes. He imagined that he might spend a night lying on the hotel bed, and imagined going home to make a chicken jump, but he did not expect to follow. Fang Qiao squeezed a creamy stomach in the kitchen of a cake shop.

“This cream tastes good.” Lu Yanzhou was very satisfied.

Fang Qiao proudly stood upright: “Don’t see who did it.”

“Is it learned before?”

“After coming out of the orphanage, I went to learn the production of West Point. I was born in the class and I also passed the test.”

Lu Yanzhou came to the interest: “How can you grow up in an orphanage, what about your parents?”

“I haven’t seen it. I remembered it in the orphanage. The aunt in the courtyard said that it was from the trash. It was very sad at first. Later, I went to the elementary school and asked a classmate around me. Their parents said yes. I am not upset from the trash.”

“…” Lu Yanzhou put down the cream in his hand, and his look suddenly became serious: “I am not embarrassed.”

“Oh, I will make a joke. I know that you are not in the trash. You are born with RMB.”

“I am my father who was born outside with other women.”

“…”