Raiders Counterattack [Quick Transmigration]

    "So, a friend has a birthday, and you want to make a cake for him." Chu Qianze learned the situation and concluded. "There are so many kinds of cakes, you should think about which one to make."

    "Well, I've read a lot on the Internet, and I personally prefer fruits." Yun Tianjie said.

    Chu Qianze glanced at the cake embryo on the table: "Can I taste it?"

    "Of course, but the taste is not very good." Yun Zhoujie said, took out the knife and fork from the kitchen and handed it to Chu Qianze.

    Chu Qianze tasted it, and was silent for two seconds: "Actually, it's okay."

    It is edible.

    "Too ordinary." Yun Zhoujiao also tasted it, frowned, not satisfied.

    After eating the craftsmanship of Yangsheng Zhai, he has higher and higher requirements for desserts, which is obviously not enough.

    "You want to give it away?" Chu Qianze asked casually.

    "Yes, so I want to do better. But I still feel a lot worse. I have limited experience and can't think of any way, so I can only ask you for advice." , Seeing that Chu Qianze did not speak, the movement of his hand stopped.

    Speaking of which, I am too embarrassed. How can there be a knock on the door at night, and someone will help you make a cake. He put down his fork: "Otherwise, I'll do it myself."

    Feeling a little embarrassed, he took out a fruit platter from the bag. "I bought a lot of this, you try it, it tastes good."

    "Huh? I was a little lost just now, thinking about what to do with this cake," Chu Qianze smiled and tasted the cake again: "I have already agreed to come together to find a way, There's no reason to quit midway. Since it's a gift for a friend, we have to prepare well to surprise him."

    Yun Zhoujie was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "Well."

    "You whip the cream first, do you know that person's taste preference?" Chu Qianze asked.

    "He likes sweets very much, and he doesn't seem to have any taboos, but he has high standards for the word delicious. I want to at least meet that standard." , said while saying.

    "Then you can only follow your own thoughts." Chu Qianze said: "The standard of deliciousness is too low. Unforgettable for a week."

    Hearing this, Yun Tianjiao made a sigh, feeling that it was too full. Glancing aside, just as he was about to speak, he saw that the other party was dealing with the things at hand, very seriously.

    Yun Tianjiao regained her senses and lowered her head to handle the things in her hands. "Then please."

    "Of course, you have the right partner."

    The two researched the cake together, and used several parts of the ingredients. When the finished product came out, they looked at each other.

    Chu Qianze is not too worried, he knows what level he is. Although this was mainly done by Yun Tianjie, who was assisting by himself, it was not much worse than expected.

    “Try it?” he said.

    Yun Zhoujie picked up the spoon, dug a mouthful, and then stayed in place for a long time without follow-up. After a while, he continued to take another bite. After about half of the cake, he stopped with self-control, but he was still reluctant to part with it.

    "How is it?" Chu Qianze asked, although he already knew the answer from the other party's actions and expressions.

    "It's delicious." Yun Zhoujie said, with an unconcealed admiration in her eyes. Then he seemed to feel that this sentence was not strong enough, and continued: "It's really delicious, the sweetness of the cream is very suitable, it won't feel greasy, the cream is just right with the cake embryo and fruit, um, I don't seem to be able to. Say it. But if you let me taste it, I can definitely eat it all in one sitting.”

    Even if it hurts to the stomach.

    Chu Qianze heard this, "That's good, it should be about the same."

    "However, when are you going to deliver it? If the cake is left for a long time, it will affect the taste." He reminded.

    "Actually there is still a period of time, I'm going to make another copy at that time." Yun Zhoujie said, holding up the book beside him to show Chu Qianze: "So I have already used the dosage. All recorded, you can follow the record above."

    Chu Qianze leaned over to take a look, the dosage was accurate to grams, and all times were calculated in seconds. Suddenly remembering the miniature electronic scale and stopwatch he just saw, he realized something.

    "Do you always use these when cooking?"

    Yun Zhoujie: "It is not used very often. It will only be taken out when there is a requirement for accuracy. Preparing the raw materials in advance and determining the ratio can save a lot of trouble."

    This is indeed a method. Although for someone like Chu Qianze, who relies entirely on his hand, it is a bit unbelievable.

    "Good."

    "Then when you're ready to make the cake, let me know. I can help you take a look next to me." Chu Qianze said.

    Yun Zhoujing stopped, looked up at Chu Qianze, and said sincerely, "Thank you."

    My eyes fell on the extra copies on the table, which were all overturned during production. In fact, the taste is also very good, but the appearance is not very beautiful. "What are you going to do with these leftover cakes?"

    Yun Tianjie was silent, he really didn't think about it. "You take a few copies and go, as for the rest..."

    "Up and downstairs?" Yun Zhoujie hesitated, he had never dealt with the people who went upstairs and downstairs. "Of course it's fine, but I'm not familiar with them."

      Fortunately, it's not too late. The grandma upstairs doesn't know if she's sleeping. She can go and see later. She can't eat more cream and these things, but she can get more fruit. But the others are still awake, the kid downstairs Head especially likes cakes."

    Yun Zhoujie glanced at the things on the table: "Let's go together."

    "Okay, let's pack it first. Do you have a box or a disposable plate here? They can just throw it away after they eat it, so they don't have to send it back." Chu Qianze saw that the other party was somewhat With a dumbfounded expression, he knew the truth. "I seem to have some at home, wait, I'll go back and get it."

    After all, he went home by himself.

    Chu Qianze was very fast and quick, and he made several copies in no time. He put two of them in front of Yun Tianjing: "Let's go."

    Yun Zhoujie had one hand and one hand, so he followed behind Chu Qianze and walked upstairs.

    Chu Qianze glanced at the door and found that the light was still on. It seemed that grandma was not sleeping yet.

    Knocked on the door, the door opened from the inside.

    "Grandma, my neighbor just made some cakes and some fruit, just for you to try." He raised a good smile and handed over the box in his hand.

      "This is the egg that my relatives raised by myself. I can't finish it all by myself, so I wanted to give it to you. It's just right, it saves me a trip now." She turned her eyes to Yun Zhoujie: "Young man, Try it too."

    Yun Tianjiao didn't expect that she would be cued suddenly, so she said after a few beats. "I will, thanks grandma."

    "Then you go to bed earlier, it's not too late, your health is important." Chu Qianze said.

    "Sleep later." The two said a few more words, and grandma closed the door.

    Chu Qianze restrained the well-behaved smile just now, noticed Yun Zhoujie's gaze, tilted his head and asked, "What are you looking at me for?"

    "It's fine."

    Next, Yun Tianjiao looked at the other door, which was opened by a man. The two children rushed out from the inside when they heard the sound, and threw themselves on Chu Qianze.

    "Is this cake?" a child asked.

    "Yes, this brother made it, and it's delicious." Chu Qianze pointed to Yuntian mustard.

    "Thank you bro!"*2

    Yun Zhoujie pushed her eyes and hummed softly.

    After the cake was delivered like this, Yun Zhoujie discovered that Chu Qianze was very famous in this building. Facing the friendly eyes of those people, he was at a loss for a moment.

    Yun Zhoujiao generally lives his own life, working every day, visiting people to communicate with others, and this kind of thing is completely out of his consideration. Therefore, he had never had the experience of delivering things up and downstairs before.

    "Are you familiar with the people here?" When returning home, Yun Rijing couldn't help but ask.

    "It's alright. We all know it." Chu Qianze responded casually, and suddenly realized that something was wrong with Yun Zhoujiao, turned to look at him, and saw this man looking at him, showing a kind of A very inexplicable expression, like being touched.

    "You are quite amazing." Yun Tianjie said.

    Who is still visiting now? Everyone is busy with their own business, and they play with their mobile phones when they are free. The neighbors across from the door may be fine, but between going up and down the stairs, they are basically strangers.

    Yun Tianjiao felt that every time they met, this person was refreshing his senses of him.

    "Really," Chu Qianze replied, "Maybe it's free time."

    The two walked to their own floor.

    "Then I'll go back first, you rest early." After saying goodbye to the other party, Chu Qianze returned to his room.

    Yun Zhoujie glanced at the closed door, went home, sat in front of the computer for a long time without moving, and finally, he touched his heart and suppressed the throbbing feeling.

    Next day.

     mustard: [About Mianji, how are you thinking? If it is convenient, please reply by Saturday. 】

    Healthy Zhai: [What if I refuse. 】

    After Chu Qianze sent this message, he looked at the other party for a few seconds and then said.

     Mustard: [Then continue to communicate online, it has always been like this. ] Although it is a pity.

    Chu Qianze looked at the deadline on Saturday and wondered if Saturday had any special meaning?

     After checking the calendar, Chu Qianze found out that Sunday was his birthday. During the live broadcast, a fan asked and he said it.

    But I don't hold birthday parties, I do whatever I want. I'm used to being alone, and I live almost every day, and I don't care when my birthday comes.

    That cake…

     Staring at the screen, Chu Qianze had some guesses in his heart.