The strongest system: Raiders of various thunder dramas

Chapter 191 Don't Stop Me, I'm Going to America to Sell Spicy Tiao

It seems that Guan Changchang will never have a chance to win in front of Ni Gui.

Guan Changchang rolled her eyes, if this continues, she will quit!System, she wants to apply to sell spicy noodles in the United States, don't stop her!
"Ding—the host's request is reasonable, and when the time comes, I will send Ni Gui to you as a servant."

"..."

Forget it, she is still making biscuits honestly now, a girl with a hard head must have ambition!

After recalling the steps, Guan Changchang started to do it.

And Ni Dashen stood aside with his chest folded, watching quietly.

Put the kneaded dough into the container, and Guan Changchang began to extrude the shape of the biscuit.

The first one squeezed out was obviously unsatisfactory, but Guan Changchang did well in the next few.

Ni Gui didn't do anything to help until the biscuits were put in the oven.

Guan Changchang seriously doubts Ni Gui's purpose in wearing the apron. Could it be... transvestite?

Looking at the biscuits being baked in the oven, Guan Changchang had an inexplicable sense of accomplishment.

Ten minutes later, the fragrance permeated the air.

With a "ding" sound, the biscuit is baked.

At this time, Ni Gui, who had been on the sidelines, finally played a role.

Wearing an apron, he silently took the gloves from Guan Changchang's hand and brought out the biscuits.

If it wasn't for Ni Gui's eyes revealing the meaning of "you are a little dwarf", Guan Changchang would definitely think that Ni Gui is a good child who is willing to help others.

The biscuits are still warm, and the work is not officially completed until they cool down.

It was a success once, and Guan Changchang was very satisfied with it. He found the beautiful box he had bought from the cabinet, and Guan Changchang was ready to pack it up.

"Wait." Ni Gui stopped her. Doesn't this girl know what it means to be polite, and won't even invite him to eat?Do you have to let him ask for it?

After choosing a biscuit with the best shape, Ni Gui ate the small biscuit in one bite with Guan Changchang's resentful eyes.

Does it have to be like this?Why choose the prettier biscuits she picked out for boxing instead of the ones that were eliminated and put aside?

Seeing Guan Changchang's pained expression, Ni Gui couldn't bear to comment on the taste of the biscuits.

Anyway, he doesn't eat it, so it doesn't matter if it tastes bad.

Ni Gui's refusal to comment doesn't mean Guan Changchang won't ask.

"Is it tasty?"

"Absolutely." Ni Gui didn't say anything, the biscuit actually smelled of pepper.

"Really?" For Guan Changchang, it was really rare to get such a high evaluation from Ni Gui, so she also prepared to eat a piece, "It seems to be good."

"Wait," Ni Gui intercepted the biscuits she was sending into her mouth from Guan Changchang's hands, and made a suggestion, "I didn't make much, so put the prettier ones on top, and the bottom ones as obsolete ones. It tastes the same anyway..." Not good.

It's reasonable to say, it's true that I did a little...

Guan Changchang touched his chin, and finally heeded Ni Gui's suggestion.

Looking at the already full box, Ni Gui nodded in satisfaction.

As for birthday gifts or something, it's better to give them casually, why bother to spend so much time.

Taking off the apron on his body, Ni Gui patted Guan Changchang on the shoulder, and jumped out of the window again.

Acting as a frog...well, the frog prince has no pressure... Guan Changchang finally added the word "prince" after the frog.

One must be honest, Ni Gui is indeed good-looking.

"Bouncing and bouncing..." It's so cute.

Guan Changchang hummed an out-of-tune tune, and put the small box containing the biscuits away.

"Chang Chang, do you need help?" Wen Zhilin knocked on the door.

"No need, brother, I'm done." Guan Changchang opened the door as if offering a treasure.

Looking at the small box tied with a ribbon, Wen Zhilin patted Guan Changchang's head: "It's awesome."

"The elder brother came to clean up and make lunch, so Changchang will go out to rest first."

"Ah."

Seeing Guan Changchang holding the small box out of the kitchen like a baby, Wen Zhilin shook his head and chuckled.

But soon, he couldn't laugh anymore.

There was obviously some dust on the window sill of the kitchen, and he, who had always had a sensitive nose, smelled the faint smell of mint.

(End of this chapter)