Pastry House of Superstars

Chapter 21

The bakery was very quiet for the next two days, and Yuan Ou only knew three stars: Yu Zhao didn't show up, Xie Rong didn't show up, and even Gu Yi, oh, he showed up early in the morning on the third day.

At that time, Yuan Ou had just returned from the market, and he was killing a large piece of beef that was too fresh. He was chopping vigorously, and then he heard his weak voice.

Yuan Ou took a look with his apron on, and was terrified by his visually striking makeup, "Oh my mother, why do you look like this?!"

Gu Yi's short hair was blown up violently, standing straight on the top of his head, and it was also dyed a dazzling grape purple.He also has heavy eyeliner on both eyes, obvious eyeshadow at the end of his eyes, and shiny earrings on his earlobes.

The whole bosozoku!

His eyes were bloodshot, and he yawned continuously when he opened his mouth, and his words were full of sleepiness, "So sleepy, so hungry."

Yuan Ou quickly looked outside, "You came here by yourself, you dare to drive when you are so sleepy?"

Before the words fell, Song Zheng hurriedly came in from the outside, and smiled at her, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, what, little boss, you didn't have breakfast, did you? Or, by the way"

His voice was gradually lowered under the pressure of Yuan Ou's murderous and demon-like hot gaze, and finally shrank into a weak and almost inaudible volume.

After glaring at him fiercely, Yuan Ou turned around fiercely, just about to scold Gu Yi fiercely for that unconscious meal, but he was already sitting there and fell asleep.

Later Song Zheng said cautiously, "He didn't sleep all night, he didn't even have time to take off his makeup, and he only slept for three hours yesterday..."

Yuan Ou almost wanted to chop these two blatantly emotional bastards with a knife, but seeing Gu Yi's whole body sleeping almost turned into a liquid and flowed to the ground, she somehow remembered that Xie Rong was in the hospital two days ago. The scene of tears under my eyelids...

Ah ah Yuan Ou Yuan Ou, why are you so unbelievable! ! !

"Drag him to sleep on the deck over there, otherwise he will think it's a murder scene when he comes in."

As soon as she agreed, Song Zheng quickly nodded and bowed his thanks, and carried the dead pig-like Gu Yi over like a hardworking bee, then stood up to wipe off his sweat, and proactively asked, "I can help you." What are you busy with?"

Yuan Ou looked at his eyes, which were also almost closed, and his blink rate was as high as three or four times per second, and finally sighed in resignation, "Go and lie down opposite him."

Damn, I absolutely have to collect money today!
Probably today is destined to be an extraordinary day. When the big pot full of three layers of 24 thin-skinned beef buns with [-] folds just came out of steam, Yu Zhao, who hadn’t seen him for a few days, came to the door.

As soon as he entered the door, he looked around habitually, and was quickly taken aback by the two "corpses" on the booth by the wall.

But fortunately, he is an excellent movie actor, the subtle expressions such as surprise and horror only stayed on his face for less than half a second and then quickly disappeared, just as quickly as when they appeared.

Yuan Ou glanced at him, and said awkwardly, "Apple juice?"

Yu Zhao smiled lightly, and handed her two huge white paper bags in his hand, "A few days ago, I went to Switzerland to shoot an advertisement, and I brought back some chocolate and cheese by the way."

It's more than a point, the two heavy bags weigh tens of catties together, I really admire the quality of the paper bags, they didn't crush them!

Mr. Yu, your way of doing this seems a bit ruthless.

But as expected of Yu Zhao, he has to go to Switzerland with great fanfare to shoot an advertisement, which is far beyond the comparison of ordinary artists who can deal with it casually in the studio.

Swiss chocolate and cheese are definitely world-famous. Yuan Ou immediately swallowed his saliva in a useless manner, then rubbed his hands, "How dare you?"

With a smile in his eyes, Yu Zhao said concisely, "The dumplings from last time."

After everyone said that, Yuan Ou was not pretentious, and immediately expressed his willingness to accept it very cheerfully.

After the things were delivered, Yu Zhao turned to leave, but before leaving, he glanced at the baking room very casually, his eyes were rather subtle.

Yuan Ou is not a fool, and he is short-handed, so he hurriedly warmly invited, "You haven't had breakfast yet, have you? Why don't you stay and eat?"

Before she could finish her sentence, she heard the other party nod her head in a very obedient way, "Okay."

You should excuse me a little bit!

So about an hour later, Gu Yi, who woke up with sleepy eyes, was surprised to find that there seemed to be another fan friend who came to eat.

Yu Zhao, who was sitting upright at the table, looked at him, then nodded in a very friendly way, "Hello."

He and Gu Yi are both actors and singers, and they have different professional fields. The latter has just joined Tingtang not long ago, and he is usually very busy, so he is really unfamiliar.

Gu Yi rubbed his eyes, nodded in the same way, and then ran to the bathroom to remove makeup familiarly.After taking off the makeup, I happened to see Yuan Ou who was busy, and couldn't help complaining in a low voice, "Why is he here?"

Yuan Ou squinted at him, "Then why are you here?"

Gu Yi was stunned for a moment, then understood the implication, and then hummed, "That's different! We are friends, who is he!"

Now seeing the color of his head, Yuan Ou feels a headache, "It's just a meal of steamed buns, what's the matter? And they brought me a gift!"

"Gift? What gift?! When did you two meet?" Gu Yi immediately looked around the room with his brightly colored head, his words and expressions were extremely vigilant.

"It's almost done." Yuan Ou laughed angrily at him, went up and pushed him, "Do you still want to eat buns?"

"eat!"

"Come here and carry it yourself, I'm exhausted."

Yuan Ou is a northerner. He has seen and eaten a lot of buns since he was a child, and later he has learned professionally and systematically. His skills are really good, tsk tsk.

What she wrapped was the kind of big meat bun that is common in the north. It was as big as an adult man's fist. It was plump and steaming. The soft leather was still wrinkled and wrinkled, not to mention how beautiful it was.

The stuffing of the beef buns is made of fresh meat just cut from the cow. It is completely artificially chopped, then added with secret seasoning and mixed evenly. Overflowing!Just mouth watering!
(End of this chapter)