Tang Yuan waited at the door of Yu's restaurant for three full days, but Yu Jianguo still snorted coldly without any good looks.
He smiled wryly and lit a cigarette, squatting on the ground with his head lowered and not knowing what he was thinking.
He vaguely felt someone standing next to him. He thought it was a customer waiting for a seat, so he silently moved to the corner to make room for them. He was still immersed in self-blame and guilt.
Huang Nuan and Chen Xinyi observed it for a while before they managed to match up with Yu Jian's description. Judging from the facial features, it was indeed pretty good, but no matter how you looked at it, he looked like a decadent uncle. The stubble on his face
, you have to stop shaving for several days, right? The posture of holding a cigarette is very handsome, but the behavior of squatting on the ground is really indecent.
"You're not admitting your mistake, are you?" Huang Nuan pulled Chen Xinyi's sleeve and asked softly.
Although there are some differences, it should be generally correct. The black clothes should be the legendary Western chef uniforms, right? Chen Xinyi has seen it in the TV series Smecta, and it is unmistakable. Plus Yu Jian
She talks about being cool. Obviously everyone is a chef, but they insist on wearing black clothes in a different way. Doesn’t it just confirm what she said?
So, absolutely right. After clearing her throat, she called out: "Chef Tang Yuantang." It was a complete affirmation.
Tang Yuan raised his head in confusion, a strand of hair on his forehead resting on his eyes. He blinked desperately and saw clearly that the people in front of him were two young girls. One was wearing a goose-yellow jumpsuit and tied up.
She wears a ponytail and wears simple black T-denim jeans. She looks about the same age as Yu Jian, and her whole body exudes a youthful atmosphere.
"I am." He replied in a hoarse voice.
…
The orange of the sunset, the purple of lavender, and the green of the trees are combined with the yellow of the earth, which is a perfect scene of Provence under the sunset.
Tang Yuan wore a mask and held a large California almond in his hand. The knife gently scratched several marks. When he released his hand, the apricot turned into neat and uniform apricot petals.
The shortbread is taken out from the oven, filled with a strong aroma of milk. Squeeze out the butter petals and draw a circle along the edge of the shortbread. Squeeze thick apricot jam on the inside. Then carefully place the fresh apricot petals and serve with it.
A few small purple flowers are the Provence apricot tart that Tang Yuan made for Yu Jian.
In order to make it easier to eat, the apricot tart is about the size of a palm. Tang Yuan carefully packed it in a packaging box and handed it to Chen Xinyi.
He asked her again: "Please help me say thank you to the little boss."
"Not sincere." Huang Nuan muttered to the side.
"What?" Tang Yuan seemed to hear her speak, but he didn't hear her clearly.
Huang Nuan waved his small fist, and the wind of the fist blew past Tang Yuan's face, and simply let go of his voice: "I said you are not sincere! If you want to thank me, go and say it to A Jian yourself! We are not the ones who want others to block it.
Knife man!”
At this moment, the entire Lantingxuan kitchen fell silent for an instant.
This topic has been taboo at Lantingxuan recently. Anyone who dares to bring it up will have to endure the low pressure from the chef. Yang Jianxin swallowed hard and took a few steps back to avoid the center of the storm. He sympathetically
Looking at this little girl in a yellow dress, she is still too young...
Sure enough, Tang Yuan froze for a moment, his hand stopped midway before he could retract it, his eyes darkened again and again, and finally he said in a low voice: "You are right, how can I not thank you face to face.
"But he can't see her. I heard that Uncle Jianguo locked her up at home and didn't allow her to go out, nor did he allow others to find her at will.
And what kind of emotion should he use to face her when he sees her? He is the one who made her almost unable to hold a pot anymore!
He seemed to be able to understand Yu Jianguo's mood. When a close relative suffered pain in front of his eyes, if it were him, he would not have a good look, but he would be light-hearted. Beating people up severely would be his style.
Huang Nuan fiddled with the bag for a long time, and finally found something. He stretched his hand in front of Tang Yuan, pouted and said: "Here!"
Tang Yuan took a closer look and saw a string of Arabic numerals on the screen. He suppressed the ecstasy in his heart and asked, "Yu Jian's mobile phone number?"
"Hurry and write it down, this is also the number on WeChat. Remember to add her." Huang Nuan urged impatiently, and then said, "Don't say I told you..." Otherwise she would definitely be unable to eat and walk around, Yu
The uncle's angry look... She flinched, it was too scary for a good old man to get angry...
"Thank you!" Tang Yuan said solemnly, and quickly took out his mobile phone to save the number. He hesitated for a long time in the name column and typed three words: little girl.
Huang Nuan was in a good mood. She finally walked out of the fishing village, could be with her friends again, and was about to enter the university campus, and maybe she could be a matchmaker. Thinking of this, her steps became much more brisk, and she carried the
Apricot Tart’s arms kept shaking.
"You seem to be seeking death." Chen Xinyi followed her a short distance away and said slowly.
What?
Huang Nuan suddenly stopped and looked back at her doubtfully.
This guy has grown taller but not wiser. Pointing to the box in her hand, Chen Xinyi said: "It has Lan Tingxuan's LOGO on it. If Chef Tang contacts A Jian, anyone can tell that it must be from
The two of us revealed it. But Uncle Yu knows that I will definitely not, so it is only you..." My child, you should take care of yourself and maintain a good attitude to welcome Uncle Yu's anger.
Tai! That's right! Huang Nuan stamped her feet in annoyance before she realized what she was doing. She struggled for a long time, picked up the cake box and looked at it again and again, and finally said: "Otherwise...we won't give it to Ah Jian, and we will do it ourselves."
eat?"
Chen Xinyi: ...It’s flattering to say that she doesn’t have a brain. She has no brain at all!!
After all, the box of apricot tarts arrived in Yu Jian's hands safe and sound. She looked at the pattern on the box and was stunned for a while. Finally, she pursed her lips and curled her eyes, feeling the happiest she had been in these days.
Huang Nuan told her that these apricot tarts have a nice name, called Provence under the sunset. She also specifically checked this place online, where there is an endless sea of lavender flowers, exquisite French courtyards, and vineyards all over the mountains.
and olive groves, with the oldest French delicacies.
Yu Jian is a little fascinated. One day, she will travel to every corner of the world in search of those lost dishes that are so haunting.
"Apricots are so sweet~" Yu Yuan still crossed his legs and pinched an apricot tart in his hand. He was licking the cream on the corner of his lips, and sighed from time to time. Seeing his sister's gaze, he also
Don’t forget Amway: “Sister, you eat too, the apricots are so sweet!”
With his behavior like this, people who didn’t know it thought he was the real owner of these pastries!
Summer is the season of apricots. Yu Jian also picked up an apricot tart. Her nose was filled with fresh fruit aroma, mixed with cream, and it tasted sweet even without eating it. When she took a bite, the handmade apricot jam was rich in taste.
The tart body is crispy, the cream is lightly sweet, and the apricot flesh overflows with juice in your mouth. It has a rich texture and feels fresh and refined.
Yu Jian slowly felt the delicious taste of the pastries. She glanced at the flashing screen of her mobile phone and saw a friend verification message popping up. She clicked it with her finger——
Arrogant as I am, I request to add you as a friend.