Qin trace and sword shadow [online game]

Chapter 177 Dessert Master

With half a month left in the holiday, Fu Lin took the address and phone number his father had given him and went to find his future master.

The other party is a good friend of his father who has known him for more than ten years. He once taught in &wales's baking major. He has opened shops both at home and abroad.

Fu Lin heard these things from his father. He didn't know much about this industry. He just did some homework in the past two days and read a few reports about this person.

From the various titles in the professional reports, it can be seen that the other party is really a very powerful person.

Fu Lin was a little excited, but also a little nervous.The note in his hand was crumpled by him. On the way, he kept wondering what kind of person the other party was and whether he would be difficult to get along with... Because it was his father's face that gave him this opportunity to study, So I feel that I should work harder and strive to learn more.

Fu Lin originally thought that the address given by his father was the address of a dessert shop, but after driving for two hours and walking for a quarter of an hour, the place he finally found was a private residential area with all beautiful small bungalows in the courtyard.

No. 3, District C, is this building.

The door downstairs was not closed, and there seemed to be no one in there.Out of courtesy, Fu Lin didn't go in directly, and rang the doorbell downstairs.

"Come to the roof." A man's voice came directly from the intercom at the door.

Fu Lin took a deep breath, pushed the door open and entered.

The interior of the house is decorated in a typical European style. There is a faint scent of black tea in the air, and the hands of the grandfather clock make a clicking sound in a quiet environment.There are a lot of very expensive classical furniture in the hall, Fu Lin walked up the wooden stairs carefully, for fear that he would damage the owner's things.

A three-story building with a roof garden on the top floor.

The moment Fu Lin stepped in, he was in a trance. The ground was covered with lawn, surrounded by green leaves and white and light yellow flowers.The top shelf is covered with wisteria, and the hot sun can't shine in at all.

There are comfortable sofas on both sides of the garden, and there are several exquisite small round tables in the center. On one of the tables, unused refreshments are placed, and three beautiful ladies in bright clothes sit beside them.As soon as they saw Fu Lin appearing, they immediately stopped chatting and looked at him curiously.

"That..." Fu Lin asked, "I'm here to find Mr. Li."

The ladies looked at each other blankly.One of them picked up the teacup and stirred it gently with a small spoon: "Who is Mr. Li?"

Fu Lin looked at the note in his hand again, and confirmed the name: "It's Mr. Li Rongfa, the pastry master..."

"Shut up!!" A vicious voice interrupted him, "If you call me by that name again, I'll throw you off the stairs!"

Fu Lin: "..."

I saw a man coming out from behind a clump of boxwood.Yes, that's right, this person is the pastry master he had seen in the report before.It's just that compared to those picturesque photos in formal attire, this man with disheveled hair and leaves on his head...seems a bit behind.

"Ah, I remembered." The lady put down her glass and covered her mouth with a smile, "Isn't Li Dafa Lester's real name? I'm used to calling him Lester every day, and I've long forgotten that he still has such a simple and lovely real name... "

The other ladies all laughed.

"Hurry up and forget about it!" The man said with a dark face, "Otherwise I will never entertain you again!"

"Oh, don't be like this, Lester's desserts are our source of energy."

The man moved his eyes to Fu Lin, as if he was examining something.

"Are you Fu Mingyuan's son?"

"Yes." Fu Lin immediately introduced himself, "My name is Fu Lin, and I'm a student at University T.

"Okay." The man looked around enough and nodded.

"As for me, I have a very easy-going personality. Basically, there are no taboos except not to call me by my real name." The man added an extra accent to the word "real name".

"Usually you can call me Lester."

"Got it, Lester." Fu Lin replied obediently.

"Now I want to ask you a few questions."

coming.Fu Lin thought, this is the first level of the master's apprenticeship assessment, and he must answer it well.

"Can you cook home-cooked food? For example, Kung Pao Chicken, can you do it?"

"meeting."

"Is there no problem with housework such as cleaning and laundry?"

"……No."

"Do you have any bad habits?"

"……No."

"How is your English level?"

"……generally."

The man clicked his tongue lightly, and his satisfied expression changed slightly.

Fu Lin's heart tightened suddenly.

"Well, I'll assign you a task."

"Ok."

The man took him down the stairs to the third floor.Fu Lin originally thought that the other party was going to take him to the kitchen to test his basic skills, but...

The man opened the door to one of the rooms and pushed him in.

"Help me clean up, I'll check later."

"..."

Judging from the layout of the room, this is probably a man's bedroom.

In stark contrast to the cleanliness outside the room, this room was a heinous mess.

Clothes were randomly thrown on the chair, stacked one on top of the other, almost reaching the height of the back of the chair; waste paper that had not been thrown in was scattered beside the wastebasket; everything that could be used seemed to be displayed on the desk, and the The quilt was rolled into a big ball, and many messy books took up one-third of the bed area.

The bookcase is obviously empty, so why put it outside?The closet is obviously empty, why not hang it in properly?There is also the uneven arrangement of things on the table, which can kill obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Before thinking carefully about why the other party wanted to do this kind of work by himself, Fu Lin couldn't help tidying up.

In just half an hour, he restored the room to order.

Lester opened the closet, opened the drawers, and saw that everything was sorted and put away, he patted Fu Lin on the shoulder and praised: "Very well done."

He touched his stomach: "I seem to be a little hungry, how about you?"

With such a question, Fu Lin also felt empty in his stomach.

What a wonderful experience it would be to enjoy a free afternoon tea at the master's home and taste the taste of top-notch desserts.

After a few minutes--

Fu Lin was wearing an apron and standing in front of the stove holding a spatula.

"Help me make Yangzhou fried rice, thank you, I'll make tea."

"..."

The plot seems to be getting weirder and weirder.

Although he didn't understand why the task changed from the normal baking to the inexplicable fried rice, Fu Lin still earnestly completed the tasks assigned by the master.

Think of it as a test on the road to learning skills...

But it's really weird...

Fu Lin and the man named Lester bowed their heads and ate a plate of Yangzhou fried rice, with a pot of fragrant and rich Ceylon black tea beside them.

"Given by a friend, the best estate tea in Sri Lanka." Lester poured him a cup.

Fu Lin very much agrees with the other side.The taste and aroma of the tea can kill everything he's ever drank before.

But what the hell is black tea with Yangzhou fried rice?

Fu Lin began to wonder if the man would boil assam and coffee together.

"The day after tomorrow, there will be a solo art exhibition in the Sky Garden of D City. The exhibit is the work of my partner Jonathan." Lester wiped his mouth with a paper towel after eating.

Fu Lin listened carefully.

"He's a cake designer."

"Designer?"

"Yes. If you read his works, you will understand that cakes are not only food, but also works of art." Lester raised his head and asked, "Do you want to see it?"

"think……"

"Then book a plane ticket. Two tickets, you and me, leave tomorrow."

Fu Lin was taken aback for a moment: "Wait a minute."

"Any questions?"

"Is it too sudden..."

"Fu Lin." The man called his name meaningfully, "What did your father tell you when he called you over?"

"...study hard and listen to you."

"So." The man stood up with a decisive tone, "Go back and pack your luggage. Let's go to City D to watch the art exhibition first, and then go directly to Qingshi Township."

He turned his head, looked at Fu Lin's stiff face, and showed a comforting smile: "Don't worry, I will bring you back before school starts."

"..."

They will come back before school starts, which means they will go for at least half a month! ?

"You put away the plates, then come downstairs and give me your identity information."

The man walked to the door and looked back at him again.

"The fried rice is delicious, thank you."

On the way back, Fu Lin called his father in a complicated mood.

The other party is preparing for a new store with his partner recently, and he is too busy to touch the ground.

"Ah? He wants to take you to City D? Then go, you, a big boy, may not be afraid of being trafficked."

Fu Lin was silent and did not reply.

"He does things in a hurry. He looks a bit strange, but his character and professionalism are absolutely fine."

Fu Lin still didn't speak.

Father finally came to his senses: "Aren't you clingy enough with your boyfriend? Don't want to separate?"

"dad……"

"What's the point of not seeing each other for ten days and a half months after being convinced by you conjoined twins?" The father's tone immediately became agitated, "What's the point of showing affection in different ways all day long!"

"..."

"I give you two words - you deserve it!"

The phone hangs up.

Fu Lin touched his nose, wondering if it's time to find a stepmother for himself?

In case his father is psychologically unbalanced all day long.

When I got home, I didn't see Wen Jingyao when I opened the door.

When he entered the kitchen, he was found standing in front of the refrigerator, stuffing ice cubes into his mouth.

"……What’s wrong with you?"

There is obviously ice cream in the refrigerator, why do you want to gobble up ice cubes?

"Hot." Wen Jingyao answered him with ice in his mouth, his lisp was cute.

Fu Lin stepped forward and poked his bulging cheek.I thought that if I didn't see anyone for more than ten days, it would be the longest separation since they became lovers.

"How's the swelling today?" Wen Jingyao continued to ask inarticulately.

"When I met the master, his personality was a bit strange, but it didn't feel difficult to get along with..." Fu Lin recounted today's experience. "Letting me do those things should also be a test for me, right?"

"En." Wen Jingyao stroked his hair reassuringly.

Eyes meet, lips stick together naturally.

Fu Lin felt a chill, very comfortable.The tongue can't help but push the jaws open and poke in, wrapping around the ice cube that has been mostly melted by the warm mouth.Wen Jingyao wanted to snatch it back, and the two of them started an offensive and defensive battle while kissing, until the last small piece of solid matter disappeared on the tip of their tongues.

Fu Lin put his arms around Wen Jingyao's neck, and buried his face deeply on the side of his neck.

"The master asked me to go on a business trip with him."

"When?"

"……tomorrow."

"..." Wen Jingyao was stunned.