The first food stall in the wasteland

Now that she could meet Fucheng again in the hospital where she practiced, Jiang Ying was indescribably happy.

"Do you have anything going on over there? Let's talk about it later." Shen Lu said.

"It doesn't matter, just hang on."

Fucheng said as he adjusted the viewing angle of the screen so that Shen Lu could see the entire ward.

Jiang Ying also responded, "Are you on the phone? Sorry, I disturbed you."

"I was chatting with my fiancée, and she was very concerned about my health."

"Fiancée?" Jiang Ying was stunned, Fucheng's fiancée?

Is it the one from before, or... the one found later?

I probably found it later.

Not to mention the daughters of wealthy families, most ordinary girls, when they learn that their fiancé is about to die, their first thought is to abandon him.

Jiang Ying felt very sorry.

She just lacks a little luck. If only she could see Fucheng earlier, then she would be the one who can be by his side openly now, right?

"Congratulations." Jiang Ying said reluctantly.

Fucheng gave a faint hum.

The optical brain on Jiang Ying's wrist flashed twice. She clicked on the message and looked at it. "Teacher, if you have something to ask me, I will come visit you next time when I am free."

Fucheng didn't say anything. He and Jiang Ying had a good relationship, and there didn't seem to be any need to visit often.

However, it would be a bit too merciless to say no in person.

So Fucheng chose to remain silent.

After Jiang Ying left, the ward door was closed again, and Shen Lu said in a faint tone, "She really cares about you."

The sourness in the words was so strong that Fucheng couldn't help laughing.

"If you don't like her, I'll just stop seeing her in the future."

"I don't dislike her." Shen Lu hummed, "When she looks at you, her eyes shine."

Judging from her rich experience in watching so many TV series, if this girl named Jiang Ying didn't like Fucheng, she would chop off her head and play it as a ball!

"It's light reflection."

"no!"

"Little deer." Fucheng's whole chest seemed to be trembling, and he smiled thickly, "You seem to be jealous."

"Jealous?" Shen Lu repeated exaggeratedly, "Why should I be jealous?!"

"You are talking nonsense, I will ignore you."

Shen Lu angrily turned off the optical computer and ended the call.

She pulled the quilt up to cover her head and put it down again after a while.

There's no reason. Why is she so angry?

Shen Lu thought for a few seconds and chose to give up after failing to find the answer.

Let's take a nap, it's a rare day off, it would be a shame not to take a good rest.

She didn't sleep long, and Shen Lu woke up within a few hours.

People are awake, but their bodies are still tired. They lie in bed and don't want to move. It's very comfortable to refresh their brains.

Suddenly a message popped up on the screen.

Sang Yue: Boss Shen, can I bake some cakes using the things in the kitchen?

Shen Lu was reluctant at first, but after thinking about it, he agreed.

The permissions for the food room have been opened, and she can go in and get the food today.

Shen Lu guessed that Sang Yue couldn't hold back her excitement and wanted to make a few cakes to practice her skills, and also to determine what products the cake shop would launch.

In order to help Sang Yue open the store early, participate in the King of Kitchen Competition and open the gear of destiny for the eldest prince, Shen Lu really made a lot of concessions.

When Shen Lu had finished lying down and went downstairs, he smelled the rich aroma of butter.

Xiao Lang was lying at the door of the kitchen, his head stuck into the crack of the door, and he breathed hard. Shen Lu walked over and patted his butt, "What are you doing?"

Xiao Lang was startled, quickly pulled his head back, and scratched the back of his head in embarrassment, "Sister Shen, I didn't enter the kitchen, I just smelled the fragrance."

The range hood in the kitchen works very well. When the door is closed, there is almost no aroma outside.

But Xiao Lang's sense of smell is different from ordinary people. Even though he was playing in the greenhouse just now, he smelled this alluring fragrance.

Children like sweet and fragrant things.

"You must be honest." Shen Lu nodded his forehead, "Let's go in with me and see what delicious food your sister Sangyue has made."

Xiao Lang jumped three feet high. He didn't dare to go in and out of the kitchen by himself, but Shen Lu would be fine if he took him with him.

The first one and the second one walked in. Sang Yue was using a piping bag to pipe cookies on the baking sheet.

Shen Lu's baking skills can only be said to be average, and his skills are not as sophisticated as Sang Yue's.

For example, when making cookies, Shen Lu just squeezed them into a lump without any intention of shaping them.

Sang Yue is different, not only the shape is changeable, but the taste is also rich.

For example, what she is making now is rainbow cookies. There are six colors on one cookie. Xiao Lang opened his mouth in surprise when he saw it.

"It's a rainbow!"

So do rainbows taste like cookies?

After piping out the rainbow cookies, Sang Yue put the baking sheet into the preheated oven, stirring the batter while talking to Shen Lu and Xiao Lang.

"Boss Shen, Xiao Lang, can you give me a taste later?"

She didn't know that the pastries she made were not in line with the local tastes. She was afraid that they would be too sweet, so she appropriately reduced the sugar content to highlight the original fragrance of the ingredients.

Shen Lu watched the movements in her hands, and another cookie came out.

It's a matcha plaid cookie. The palm-sized square cookie is divided into four little ones, two in matcha color and two in primary color. It's not only cute, but also small and fresh, very cute.

Shen Lu didn't feel much about the rainbow cookie yet, but this matcha plaid cookie made her index finger move.

She quite likes matcha-flavored things.

"When your store opens, the business will be very good." Shen Lu said sincerely.

Sang Yue not only has the halo of being a heroine, she also has strength.

With such superb baking skills, it is no wonder that the eldest prince fell.

"I also think the business will be good." Sang Yue was convinced.

Without two brushes, how could she open a store with confidence?

But Shen Lu didn't say a word.

Business is good, but there will be a lot of trouble.

I don’t know if Xue Can’s protection in the early stage can be overcome without the protection. After all, in the original book, Sang Yue and the eldest prince confirmed their feelings only after hundreds of thousands of words.

It was Xue Can who helped Sang Yue more than the eldest prince.

Two hours later, all the pastries made by Sang Yue were baked.

Shen Lu called everyone in the store to the fast food restaurant. Everyone looked at a table of pastries of different shapes and exclaimed in unison.

Sang Yue said that she could bake, but everyone subconsciously thought that her skills were average and definitely not as good as Shen Lu.

Today, this view has been shattered.

"Come on, let's try the cakes and snacks made by Sang Yue. You must taste them carefully and give correct and fair evaluations, otherwise it will affect others' opening of the store."

Sang Yue nodded vigorously, "It doesn't matter if you don't like it. You must tell me so that I can make adjustments in time."

The soil and water support a person, and Sang Yue still understands this truth.

Now, she has a certain understanding of the world, and knows that she cannot do things the same way as before.

It has to be localized.

It’s a festival for foreigners, but it’s nothing more than a festival.