Xia Xiaoran said angrily: "who let you move, deserve so much pain."
In the final analysis, she still felt sorry for Zhang Qian. After all, Zhang Qian was injured because of himself. But she could not help saying such words when she thought that he still had a banter smile on his face.
Zhang Qian is not angry either.
After taking the medicine, Xia Xiaoran prepared a clean room for Zhang Qian to go in and have a rest. He continued to work in the kitchen and wanted to make some good snacks to make the shop's business better.
This is also a helpless thing. After all, these bullies will not stop like this. They will definitely come again next time. The best way to make peace is to spend some money.
But her shop has no business, so naturally she needs to find a way to make good snacks to make money.
Thinking, Xia Xiaoran was busy all night.
Early the next morning, Zhang Qian came to find Xia Xiaoran... Looking at her face full of dark circles, Zhang Qian's expression became very complicated: "have you been busy all night?"
"Of course, I must take good care of the shop business. If you want to make a contract with the restaurant to make me a permanent supplier, you can only make snacks that everyone will like. In fact... I also know that I'm wrong. It's useless to make Furong crisp like fengyuelou. The most important thing is that everyone will like it, and I have to make the characteristics of my shop. "
When Xia Xiaoran is smiling, her eyes are full of longing.
Zhang Qian also unconsciously moved: "you..."
"Well?" Xia Xiaoran looks back, her eyes are still shining.
"It's OK. Let me help you."
Zhang Qian is about to move forward. Xia Xiaoran quickly pulls him back: "don't move. Your injury is not good now. You'd better stop and have a good rest."
"Are you afraid I'll get in the way?"
"That's not..." Xia Xiaoran thought of Wu's mother telling him that Zhang Qian had no sense of taste, and then he couldn't help admiring him more. After all, as a pastry master, if you want to make a good pastry, you must have a good sense of taste. When he has no sense of taste, the snacks he makes can't even be affirmed by himself. In this case, how can he be affirmed by others? Every time he makes a snack, he will wait for others to evaluate it without any confidence in his heart, and he can't understand the right and wrong that others evaluate.
This kind of feeling is actually very flustered, Xia Xiaoran also mostly can realize.
"Come on."
Xia Xiaoran gives way to a position and lets Zhang Qian make it himself.
This time, she was watching.
The more she looked at it, the more surprised she was. The dim sum she made herself lacked many of the processes Zhang Qian had on hand. This time, what he did was not Hibiscus crisp, but other snacks. That pair of slender fingers after playing, the hands of the flour was carved out of a variety of different shapes, looks very cute.
Xia Xiaoran has to feel that the appearance of Zhang Qian's dim sum is absolutely beautiful. It's just the taste... I'm afraid he can't help himself because he doesn't have a taste
She sighed a little. She didn't know if Zhang Qian had heard it.
After watching it for half an hour, the snack is ready... It looks very nice, but it's just the taste
"Try it."
Xia Xiaoran tasted a piece, and was surprised to find that Zhang Qian's dessert was not as sweet as before... On the contrary, the taste was just right, which was a match with that of fengyuelou.
"I think you should know that I don't have a sense of taste?"
Xia Xiaoran suddenly raised his head, as if he didn't understand why Zhang Qian would suddenly talk about it.
"In fact, I had a sense of taste at the beginning. I was a pastry chef in fengyuelou at the beginning. Then, because the snacks I made made made fengyuelou famous, I was envied. Someone poisoned my food. After I used them, I lost my sense of taste. Since then, I can't make delicious snacks any more... "
Xia Xiaoran didn't expect that Zhang Qian had such a thing in the past. Just listening, he felt a little distressed. It's not natural for him to lose his sense of taste, and then he was driven out of fengyuelou because he lost his sense of taste.
The more so, the more Xia Xiaoran felt that Zhang Qian was not easy.
He originally had too much, but he just lost one thing, and then he lost all of them... Those people in fengyuelou are also too aggressive! They will only remember when Zhang Qian made money for them, and once Zhang Qian lost his use value, he was kicked out
The more Xia Xiaoran thought about it, the more he felt aggrieved. He quickly said, "are they too much?"
She finally knew why Zhang Qian was so angry at that time. He should have rejected fengyuelou in his heart. Thinking about it, she added: "believe in yourself, you can make delicious snacks. What if you don't have a taste? This is delicious! "
Zhang Qian shook his head: "no, I can't. I'm not sure about this kind of dim sum. It's just a dim sum made by the memory of many times. But if you want to sell well, you have to try all kinds of flavors. You can't make the same kind of dim sum. "
Xia Xiaoran was slightly surprised, then raised his head, eyes shining: "then why don't I help you taste it?"“ Everyone's tastes are different. I'm not sure about that. " Zhang Qian said thoughtfully, but when he said that, he seemed to have some hesitation. Xia Xiaoran looks at his appearance and thinks that this plan seems to be able to try. But this is not the way to go on for a long time, she will leave after completing the task, and then let Ji Xiaoxi continue to taste it for him? This seems to be good, but in the end, it still gives Ji Xiaoxi trouble. Xia Xiaoran can't guarantee whether Ji Xiaoxi is really willing to do this, so she should try to help Zhang Qian recover his taste as soon as possible. Now that it has been decided, Xia Xiaoran has a short-term plan in mind. Thinking like this, she had more confidence. After the two discussed, they were busy in the kitchen for the next few days... In fact, Xia Xiaoran was still very distressed for Zhang Qian. Every time he finished the snack, he would put away his banter and stare at Xia Xiaoran with his eyes, waiting for her answer. But if you want to make delicious snacks, then you need to seriously evaluate, so some snacks taste problems, Xia Xiaoran is straightforward. If there are too many failures, Xia Xiaoran sometimes is really a little afraid of hurting Zhang Qian. But Zhang Qian never put these things in mind, every time as long as Xia Xiaoran is not satisfied, he will do it again without saying a word. After a long time, Zhang Qian was able to make some special and delicious snacks. When he does it, the happiest person is Xia Xiaoran. She was almost excited to hold Zhang Qian. Fortunately, she thought that men and women were not compatible in ancient times, so she stepped back and laughed awkwardly: "Congratulations, you see, you are still very capable?" Xia Xiaoran is sincere praise, but Zhang Qian pondered with a smile: "do you know that I have the ability on the first day?" Xia Xiaoran is slightly sweating. After preparing the snacks, he takes them out and sells them