Curacao: "..." In other words, it is better to stay in this villa and deal with others?
For a moment, listening to the faint sound of the wind outside the window, an organization cadre fell into deep entanglement.
...
The little episode of walking in the wrong room was not noticed by anyone other than Belmode.
Soon, the group put down their luggage and returned to the lobby on the first floor.
"It's so cold outside." Suzuki Soko hurried in the warm room, and realized that her feet were frozen outside.
Thinking of the snow and snow that I saw just now, and thinking about the legend of the snow girl and the lost woman, she had no intention of going out, turned to Jiangxia and Maori Ran and said, "Why don't we just play in the house and play cards or something."
As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly came to her senses and covered her mouth regretfully: "Wait, forget it, still..."
"Go and make chocolate." A voice came from the side, saving a poor high school girl from the hell of playing cards with the European Emperor.
Suzuki Yuanko looked back and saw the female photographer who was with the traveler gang taking pictures of her breasts and said reliably: "I will teach you!"
Suzuki Yuanko breathed a sigh of relief and responded quickly: "Okay, okay! I can finally see how this magic chocolate is made."
Judy, who pays great attention to food safety for some reason, couldn't help but look up alert when she heard this: "It shouldn't be that old lady who teaches chocolate? Why did it become yours?"
The female photographer waved her hand indifferently: "Are you just melted chocolate? Isn't it just pour it into the mold to shape it, and then decorate it casually?"
She pointed to herself and the short-haired woman beside her: "We come here every year and we know the process of making chocolates more well than Yuasa's grandma."
Seeing everyone looking at them with this sentence, the short-haired woman smiled embarrassedly: "My mother-in-law is old and her hands are shaking. Making chocolate is a burden for her. I was idle and I took this job over. Moreover, those who come here to make chocolate are all young girls. Everyone talks while doing it, and they have more common topics."
Speaking of the young girl, the female photographer suddenly remembered something and slapped her forehead: "I remember there was a passenger coming yesterday. I have to teach her anyway. Let me ask her to come and go together - Yazi, you bring the guests here first, and I will arrive later."
Jiang Xia glanced upstairs, got up and left with the others.
The female photographer turned around and planned to find the lady named Shirai.
Soon, she came to that room and raised her hand and knocked on the door: "Miss Shirai, are you here?"
The knock on the door was like the opening bell, which made Curacao, who had not yet decided whether to survive in the snow or stay here, feel a little shocked: "..."
...It's about to start so soon?
She did not respond and subconsciously looked at the window: It was too late to jump down and run into the woods, but would this reaction hit Uzzo's thoughts instead?
Just as he was thinking, the person outside the house said again: "We are planning to go to the cabin next door to make chocolate. Do you want to be together? There are more crowds and more lively, so everyone can also share the tricks and ideas of the production."
"..." Curacao stopped wandering and looked at the door, as if he saw a road leading to the stage slowly spreading in front of her.
She instinctively wanted to refuse, but before she spoke, as an intelligence agent who was good at capturing details, she suddenly realized a problem.
"'There are more lively people'... That's right, according to my understanding of the group of people in Tokyo, they probably will all go to the chocolate house to join in the fun." Curacao thought to himself:
"And the others in the villa have already left for various reasons. If I don't go, wouldn't I be the only one left in the villa?"
It seemed as if someone was performing passionately on the stage, and she was alone in the backstage to face the director's sight. In an instant, Curacao's mind saw scenes such as "the bomb exploded the entire building", "an avalanche buried the entire villa", "a gas leak and explosion", "a group of murderers broke into the villa with guns to plan a massacre" and so on.
...Apart from the last one, it can be tolerated, other situations are undoubtedly huge troubles.
In the flash of lightning, Curacao made a decision. She walked over and looked at Maoyan, and said to the female photographer outside: "Wait, I'll go out now."
Although I am afraid I will be forced to step onto the stage this time, there are audiences on the stage and logic. And in the shadows below the stage, I don’t know what is there.
...
On the other side.
The group followed the traveler's girlfriend to the cottage specially used for chocolate making.
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"Although Sister Shiguo said just now that it is very easy to make chocolate, there are many tips when it comes to making it."
The short-haired woman said to them as she walked: "In addition to the materials, temperature and environment are also important. This house is the most suitable place to make chocolates - although Yuasa's grandma seems to be very Buddhist when opening a shop, she actually pays great attention to the tourists' experience."
Officer Sato remembered the old lady who asked them to take the keys to find the room, cook by themselves, and asks the passengers to teach the passengers to make chocolate, and briefly fell into silence: "..." Really? This sounds like there is no credibility.
"Come in quickly."
The short-haired woman did not notice the little murmur in the guests' hearts and stepped forward and pushed open the door.
The house was quite spacious. When others were looking at it, the short-haired woman walked to the cabinet and found the ingredients needed to make chocolates in a familiar way.
"Okay, girls see how I do it, boys..." The short-haired woman raised her hand and pointed to the table and chair in the corner, "You can go out and play for a while. If you think it's cold, you can play cards there, there is poker in the cabinet."
Unlike Valentine's Day in the West, Valentine's Day here is made for girls to give chocolate to boys, and the boys will not return the gift until White Valentine's Day in March.
Calvados realized this later, and was slightly stunned, looking at the new doctor next to him.
Calvados: "..." I almost forgot that the goddess seemed to be disguising herself as if she was disguising herself as a man.
...So if neither of them makes chocolate, what will he eat?
An organizational cadre who wanted to eat chocolate made by the goddess by any means found that the script seemed to be off the track he expected.
"Why not change the angle..." Calvados thought deeply, "According to my original plan, make a chocolate for her?"
Next to it, the short-haired woman separated the guests by the male and female bands, then held the materials and placed them on the table, and placed them one by one.
At this time, the door of the house opened and closed again, and the female photographer led another tourist in.