Author: Xiao Longyue

Looking at what he said, it would be unreasonable for Nan Zishu not to give him, the "trainee master", a full-time job.

Nan Zishu was stunned for a long time and didn't even notice Ling Bei coming over with juice and snacks.

"Why aren't you talking?" Ling Bei put the glass and porcelain plate in his hand on the coffee table, smiling knowingly.

"Oh. It's okay."

Nan Zishu came to his senses in response. Before he could catch Ling Bei's cunning smile, his attention was attracted by the snacks on the table: "What is this?"

Nan Zishu took out a piece of exquisite pastry on a porcelain plate with great interest, looked at it from the inside out for a long time, and finally looked at Ling Bei with curiosity: "Is this your new menu again?"

"It doesn't count." Ling Bei's smiling eyes never left Nan Zishu: "I found some ancient records during this period, and then tried to make some classical pastries.

"It's a new taste. I don't know if the taste will suit your taste."

As Ling Bei spoke, he introduced several cakes of different colors on the plate to Nan Zishu: "The one with golden petals embedded on the surface is the sweet-scented osmanthus cake."

Nan Zishu came closer and smelled it, and said in surprise: "This really smells like osmanthus!"

Ling Bei's smile grew wider: "Of course, I saved the sweet-scented osmanthus during the Mid-Autumn Festival and kept it in the refrigerator. When I take it out again, it tastes almost the same as freshly picked."

Nan Zishu picked up the delicate osmanthus cake and looked at it from left to right, not knowing where to start: "Oh my god. I have only seen such exquisite osmanthus cake in pictures. I can't bear to bite it, okay?"

"

Nan Zishu finally understood what those delicacies that food bloggers boasted about as "reluctant to eat" looked like.

Ling Bei watched her shaking her head at a piece of pastry, and couldn't help laughing as she promised: "In the future, whenever you want to eat, I will make it for you. There is no need to be so reluctant to part with it.

"If you want to learn, I can teach you."

Speaking of this, Ling Bei suddenly remembered something and curled his lips slyly: "You forgot, you paid tuition here before."

"study……"

Nan Zishu originally focused his attention on the delicate osmanthus cake, and unconsciously repeated the "key points" of Ling Bei's words, but immediately sensed a dangerous undertone in Ling Bei's deliberately lowered voice.

"I don't want to learn yet."

Nan Zishu realized that this was another hole dug by Ling Bei. She winked playfully at Ling Bei and took a bite of the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in her hand without hesitation: "Yeah! It tastes great!

"It has a faint scent of osmanthus, and the soft and hard texture is just right. It is definitely worthy of its attractive appearance."

If Nan Zishu was a little bit a little bit agitated when she took the first bite, then it can be said that her taste buds were completely "kidnapped" by this little sweet-scented osmanthus cake.

In the end, I saw Nan Zishu stuffing the sweet-scented osmanthus cake into his mouth without any leftover bite, then glanced at Ling Bei beside him, and deliberately added: "Such a delicate pastry, my clumsy hands can still waste less food.

good.

"So I still have to trouble our great Chef Ling to save my taste buds from now on!"

As a result, when he looked up, he saw that Ling Bei wanted to interrupt but was blocked by Nan Zishu. He had no time to say a word, so he could only continue to put on an expression of aggrievedness and despair.

So Nan Zishu couldn't help but continued to laugh and pretend to be silly, teasing him: "Hey, what's going on?"
Chapter completed!