Chapter 712

"The proportion of flour is not right, and there is too much water."

"There's less water. It's too dry."

Cake brother patted Gao Xing on the shoulder and comforted him: "don't be nervous just because you want to participate in the competition. You didn't do well before."

Gao Xing embarrassed smile, wipe the cheek, rub a face of flour, "I don't know how, feel the hand is very stiff."

Then she moved her finger. "It doesn't feel like my own hand. I don't know what happened."

"It's more than half a month away from the game. You can't do that." Cake brother shook his head, "don't be nervous, take a deep breath."

"Well, Huhu..."

"Come again."

"Good."

Cake brother to Gao Xing's training alone is over, Gao Xing goes to find the master.

"It's a little salty. Try not to cut the meat so finely. If it's too finely chopped, it will lose the chewiness and taste of the meat."

"Yes? I'll try. "

"Xiao Gao, do it well, you can do it!"

"Well."

"Well, Xiao Gao, I'll teach you a way."

"What is it?"

The master laughed mysteriously and said in a low voice, "this is my secret recipe. I won't tell others easily."

Gao Xing's eyes flashed and nodded, "thank you, master. Thank you."

"When you mix the stuffing, you think about the people you care about, preferably the people you like. You think that this is for him to eat. How to do it, he will be happy and feel happy after eating. You can do it according to your own heart. You have to remember that food is what brings people happiness. "

Think about the people you care about and like?

Gao Xing bit her lower lip. In that second, a beautiful face flashed through her mind.

I had a busy day and worked overtime at night.

She was embarrassed to let brother pancake and master Fu stay for too long. She said she could, so she let them go back first.

At more than 8 p.m., the painstaking meat bun finally came out.

The white and tender steamed buns are fragrant and greasy.

Gao Xing packed the meat, locked the canteen door and ran to the dormitory.

"Uncle, I made a meat bun. Do you want one?"

Uncle sheguan raised his head and looked at the buns. Then he looked at the girl holding the buns.

After enduring for a long time, he finally reached out and took out a meat bag from the bag. Then, he shook the newspaper and stood in front of his eyes.

Gao Xing spat out and walked up the stairs quickly.

"Pedal pedal pedal", her footstep sound is joyful.

He rushed to Zhou Yao's dormitory and opened the door.

"Captain Zhou, Roubao!"

Everyone in the door was stunned.

Gao Xing is petrified.

Her clothes were still stained with flour and stuffing oil. She held a plastic bag with steaming meat in one hand and a doorknob in the other.

A few seconds later, Zhou Yao stood up and coughed softly: "my father, my mother."

Pointing to the man at the door, he said, "Gao Xing."

Mo Xi ran stands up and smiles: "happy? Hello

"Happy luck." Zhou Yao added.

Mo West dye has not yet reaction, Zhou Yanchen has narrowed Phoenix eyes, thoughtfully will look down on Gao Xing.

Gao Xing: my God! How can there be such a beautiful person in the world!

Is he a fairy?!

Blink an eye, people are still there.

It's real!

It turns out that there is such a good-looking man in the world. He is Zhou Yao's father.

At first sight, his face was so soft and beautiful that he dazzled people. He couldn't distinguish between men and women for a moment.

But at the second glance, there was a cold pride in the softness, especially a pair of Phoenix eyes, which showed a sharp light like falcon.

However, not to make people feel uncomfortable, perhaps because of the people around him, his body revealed a light soft.

Such a complex combination, his personal charm to the extreme.

Zhou Yao is very similar to him, but in some places he is not.

Thinking that old Zhou Yao would be like this in the future, Gao Xing thought it was amazing.

It's amazing. She can't help looking more.

Of course, it's Zhou Yanchen.

Don't you think the sight of this little girl is too much?

Zhou Yao's face was already livid, and Mo Xi ran tried to block Zhou Yanchen's face.

But Zhou Yanchen is the most calm, light cough a mouth: "come in."

My God!

How can you even sound so good?

Gao Xing blushed and took two steps.

This kind of heaven, let her call uncle, she is really not willing to, but not called, and it seems too impolite.

Hesitating for a long time, she spoke softly: "Hello uncle, hello aunt, I'm Gao Xing, the little cook in the canteen."Good, good.

Dad's bewitching skills are the same as before.

No one else, she also

Zhou Yao frowned, angry and annoyed.

Mo Xi ran didn't know his son's thoughts, so he took his arm and said, "Xiao Bao, are you familiar with this girl?"

Zhou Yao is angry, sneer: "not familiar, but she owes me something."

Nodding, moxiran looks at Gao Xing again. Her eyes fall on the hot bag in her hand.

Is that a meat bun?

It looks delicious.

Gao Xing is aware of Mo Xi Ran's sight and guesses that she wants to eat meat buns. As soon as her eyes light up, she smiles: "aunt, I just made meat buns. Do you want to try them?"

Mo West dye a Zheng, take back the line of sight, embarrassed to hide behind Zhou Yao.

What a shame!

"You come here, you're the delivery man?" Zhou Yao spoke lightly.

Gao Xing nodded, feeling that something was wrong with him today. Was it because of his parents?

I should have disturbed them.

"Well, the meat bag just came out of the pot, and it's still hot. Uncle and aunt, Captain Zhou, eat while it's hot. I'll go first."

Gao Xing finished, put the bag on the table, turned his head and left quickly.

Dormitory door closed, Mo West dye toward the bag, just did not wait for her to touch the bag, was cut off.

"Little bag." Frowning, she took her son's arm, "give Mommy one, don't eat alone."

Zhou Yao saw Mo Xi dye one eye, helpless hook lip, "knew."

Untie the knot on the top of the bag, and the smell of the meat bag makes people's saliva secrete automatically.

Mo West dye swallowed saliva, can't wait to take one.

Bite down, juicy, overflowing mouth.

"Delicious! This little cook is really good. "

After hearing this, Zhou Yao drew a bigger curve on his lips and twisted a meat bun.

The mother and the son were satisfied with their meat. Zhou Yanchen went to pour them two glasses of water. After Zhou Yao drank, he said, "Xiao Bao, come out with me."

"What can't you say in front of me?" Murakami said, "you still have to carry me? Well

Zhou Yanchen flicked her forehead with his fingers and said gently, "be honest and wait, and drink some hot water."

Dad shows his love in front of him. Fortunately, Zhou Yao seems to be used to it.

Mo Xi ran still can't fully adapt to it. Her face is a little red. She pushes Zhou Yanchen's arm away and waves her hand: "OK, go quickly. I'm not interested in what you father and son are going to say in secret."

Zhou Yao followed Zhou Yanchen and they went out one by one.

At the end of the corridor, Zhou Yanchen reached out to Zhou Yao.

Zhou Yao looked at the slender white finger in front of him and said with a smile, "what?"

Zhou Yanchen's sword eyebrows were sharp and his eyes were not happy.

He took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket, smoked one and handed it to Zhou Yanchen. Zhou Yao handed over the lighter again. "If mom finds out, you will be miserable."

"Don't tell me." Zhou Yanchen looked at his son and lit a cigarette. "It's been a year. I'm the third one."

"I remember quite clearly."

"If I were you, I wouldn't rush to tease my father." Zhou Yanchen raised his eyebrows and spoke indifferently.

Zhou Yao was stunned for a moment, and narrowed his Phoenix eyes. "What do you mean?"