The two young women made a good start, and within a few minutes, customers pushed the door one after another, at first attracted by the "teenager" at the workbench, and then turned their eyes to the rich aroma of bread and cakes.

"I want two croissants and a bottle of pure milk, thank you!"

"A total of $20. Lou Qingyu skillfully packed it and politely handed it to the old woman in front of her.

"Little brother, how long can this cake last?" The interrogator was a young girl wearing elaborate makeup, wearing a stylish short-sleeved top and hot pants.

Lou Qingyu's eyes were a little helpless, this is the fifth time today, and he said lightly with red lips, "It won't melt within two hours, if you want to keep it longer, try to put it in the refrigerator." ”

As soon as Lou Qingyu's voice lit up, several customers in the store were stunned in an instant, and the melodious and melodious voice like a silk bamboo musical instrument drilled into their ears, and the words entered their ears, giving people a feeling like jade, cool and pure.

Oh my God, that's a nice sound, isn't it?

This baker is handsome, and his voice is so good, it's a bit of a waste not to go to the entertainment industry for development.

"Little brother, I want two, thank you!"

Lou Qingyu didn't want to correct it anymore, so he tore off a piece of tape with his fingertips, stuck it on the carton, and gently handed it to the young girl, "36 yuan, thank you!"

"Thanks, little brother!"

It didn't take long for the guests to slowly walk away, leaving only the soft music playing on the speakers, and the soothing and gentle female voice slowly flowing in my heart.

Qingjun's "young man" raised his eyes and looked around the small shop, the two types of bread in the cabinet had been sold out, and there were only two pieces of cake left, and after a glance at the time, it was already 10 o'clock in the morning, and it was estimated that not too many people would come in during this time.

The white figure Shi Shiran walked into the glass house next to him, and he could clearly see through the crystal glass, and took out a box of eggs, sugar, flour and other materials from the refrigerator.

It looks like it's time to start making a new batch of bread or cake.

The white fingers gently took out an egg and knocked it on the table, and the crack instantly appeared on the surface of the eggshell, and the shell fell off, revealing a small crack.

The transparent and viscous liquid seemed to break through in the next moment, and with a slight pull of the crack with his fingertips, the crack was opened, and the egg wash and yolk fell down the silver egg splitter underneath.

Lou Qingyu's movements did not stop, and continued to crack the eggs in the box until the egg separator was filled with several round egg yolks, and poured the egg yolks into the egg beating basin.

The slender fingertips picked up the silver metallic blender, and the sound of "dang dang dang" rang out, and the steel wire cut through the egg yolk, and in an instant, like a punctured balloon, the wrapped liquid burst out, like the dissolution of a volcanic eruption.

The girl held the blender in one hand, and poured sugar and vegetable oil in the other, which quickly melted into the egg yolk.

The corn-like liquid swayed in the steel wire, and the deep vortex became deeper and deeper with the agitation, until the feeling of silk came, and Lou Qingyu stopped moving.

The movements of the figures in the baking room are like water, pouring matcha milk, stirring well, gently sifting the powder, beating the egg whites, and stirring, each action is like practicing thousands of times.

Just as she was putting the dishes in the oven, the wooden door of the shop was pushed open again, "Feather, I'm coming!"

A shoulder-length girl wearing a blue and white school uniform walked in, although her appearance was not particularly stunning, but there was a bit of eccentricity and arrogance in her eyebrows and eyes, which was unforgettable.

What's more, the pair of PMOP limited edition sneakers she stepped on, the sneakers that had been fried to 10,000 yuan, were worn on her feet with a big grin, and before she came in, she had attracted many knowledgeable boys.

As soon as he came in, he put down his schoolbag on a chair and pushed open the door of the cash register directly, and threw himself directly into Lou Qingyu's arms, shouting excitedly, "Feather!" The height of about one meter six is only to Lou Qingyu's shoulders.

Lou Qingyu was stumbling on her feet, she didn't like intimate contact very much, she pushed away the girl in her arms a little helplessly, glanced at the school uniform on the girl's body, and smiled helplessly, "Xi Yue, don't you have to go to school today?"

Xi Yue, who was pushed away, raised her eyebrows, and Nunu mouthed with a slightly dissatisfied face, "Feather, don't ask this question, we are still friends." ”

The corners of Lou Qingyu's mouth hooked up a shallow smile, Xi Yue was one of the few friends in her junior high school.

When he was in junior high school, Lou Qingyu still had long black hair, and his delicate appearance and refined temperament quickly attracted the jealousy of many girls in the school.

It wasn't until Lou Qingyu beat a cheap-mouthed boy in public that everything changed, and that ruthlessness really scared these teenagers, and they didn't dare to offend Lou Qingyu easily.

Therefore, Lou Qingyu also spent a relatively peaceful and comfortable campus life in junior high school.

The only thing that is more special is that I made friends with Xi Yue, the eldest lady.

Xi Yue was born in one of the five wealthy families in the magic capital, with a quirky personality, a bit rebellious and arrogant, with good grades, but he is a restless member of the school.

Skipping class, smoking and drinking, and going to the bar are all common things, and they are the objects of headache in the eyes of teachers.

However, among her classmates, Xi Yue's popularity is extremely high, and she once danced and played drums at the campus art party, which made her show her style in junior high school.

It's a pity that she only stays with a few familiar friends.

Therefore, when Xi Yue and Lou Qingyu became friends, many people were surprised.

"Ever since you went to the New West to learn baking, there's nothing in the school that attracts me, and I'm bored and moldy. Xi Yue shook her hair as she spoke.

She deliberately changed her hairstyle today, and the black hair on one side was braided into three small braids, revealing three-dimensional and good-looking facial features and small ears, and she wore a ruby stud earlobe on her white and tender earlobe, with a bit of rock and roll punk handsomeness.

Xi Yue suddenly remembered something, took out a bundle of promotional leaflets from her schoolbag, and showed it to Lou Qingyu proudly, "Besides, this is my first investment project, and on the first day of opening, I will definitely come over to help." ”

Lou Qingyu took out a sheet and took a closer look, only an A4 paper-sized single sheet was a little delicate.

The "Alley Bakery" is hand-painted, and the border is surrounded by hand-painted cakes and breads, which looks very kawaii, and it is the Q Meng style that modern young girls like.

It can be seen that Xi Yue spent a lot of effort to design this promotional leaflet.

The corners of Lou Qingyu's mouth hooked slightly, "You have a heart." ”

There was a bit of laughter and softness in the silky bamboo-like voice, and a pair of obsidian-like eyes crossed a few points of light, like a shooting star shining in the dark night, and the delicate face that was indisputable made Xi Yue shake her eyes even more.

Her expression couldn't help but stagnate, what should I do, since Lou Qingyu's hair was cut short, she has become a cold teenager, it is simply her dish!

Tall and handsome, a person who looks cold and indifferent, and a little gentle and soft when he laughs, how can he break it, I really want to attack her?!

Fortunately, Xi Yue was stunned for a few seconds before coming back to her senses, and uncomfortably brushed her hair on one side, "Of course, this is the shop of the two of us." ”

This store is funded by Xi Yue, and Lou Qingyu is responsible for the operation and management, although it is said to be management, but now there is only Lou Qingyu in the small store.

The short-haired girl chuckled again, and the voice like heaven came into Xi Yue's ears, even if it wasn't voice-controlled, she couldn't suppress her heartbeat.

Oh my god, the lethality of the feather laugh is too strong!

Must evacuate where you are!

Xi Yue waved her hand, took off her school uniform jacket, and rushed out of the store directly, and a fluttering voice came from the air, "Look at the store carefully, I'll send a leaflet." ”

Lou Qingyu looked at his friend who was in a hurry, and walked back to the glass house with a little amusement, continuing the baking process that had just been unfinished.