Chapter 8 Dispatch (II)

Waiting for the two young women to leave with a smile, Lou Qingyu was ready to take a step, and was surrounded by several girls curiously again, "Little brother, I also want a leaflet~"

"Little brother, you are so good-looking, what are you sending?"

"Alley Bakery, brother, are you a cake chef?"

The propaganda leaflets in his hand, without Lou Qingyu's initiative to distribute them, have been taken away by little girls, and that's it, after taking the leaflets, many people still surrounded Lou Qingyu to ask questions.

She has always been jealous and excluded by girls, but she has never faced this kind of fiery enthusiasm, and she was a little overwhelmed for a while, and the cold eyebrows of the "teenager" flashed a little helpless and flustered for a while.

Finally coping with the past, a layer of fine sweat had oozed from the corner of Lou Qingyu's forehead, and while no one had come around, he hurriedly left from the alley, chose a direction at random, and sent it while walking, without waiting for people to look up, the "teenager" who sent the order had already left quickly.

There was no more containment just now, and Lou Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief that he was finally "safe".

Not long after Lou Qingyu left, two tall, handsome men with different styles walked towards this side, one was merry and one calm, one was laughing and one was cold, but they all attracted the attention of many passing girls.

At the sight of those girls, the smile on the corner of the young man's mouth deepened slightly, and his heroic eyebrows were raised, causing the girls to blush.

Looking closely, the man's good-looking peach blossom eyes kept looking left and right, as if looking for something, "Why did those girls go this way just now? Is there a celebrity coming? Or is there a gift pie..."

The man walking with him beside him was silent, dressed in black simple and neat, with thick black and heroic eyebrows, bottomless black eyes like a pool of water, deep facial features were more tough under the wheat-colored skin, standing tall and awe-inspiring, exuding a cold and calm temperament.

Listening to the chirping sound in his ear, the man in black frowned slightly, his expression was a little displeased, "You are very noisy." ”

The man's voice was low and magnetic, and the slightly hoarse voice was itching in the ears, but unfortunately the tone was too cold.

"Third brother, as for it?" Shen Lang clutched his chest and complained with a sad face, "Isn't it just for you to sacrifice your beauty to send orders?

The resentful tone attracted the stunned eyes of passers-by, and also made the man in black instantly darken, "Shut up!"

A cold light flashed in his deep eyes, and the killing aura brought down from the battlefield came directly, and the effect could be imagined.

"Drama Spirit" Shen Lang immediately went offline, and said with a normal face, "That... Third brother, I think it's almost done, let's go back to the store. ”

As soon as the words fell, the man in black took a step and turned around and walked towards a hot pot restaurant with an antique decoration, without any delay, which showed that this dispatch was not a good experience for him.

Shen Lang touched his nose weakly, he didn't expect that the third brother would be popular with girls, and before he took a few steps, he was surrounded by a group of women, you can imagine how stinky the third brother's face was, and his eyes seemed to be quenched cold, and at a glance, those girls were scared to take a few steps back.

"Tsk, I don't understand these girls, what is there to like about this rough man of the third brother?"

Shen Lang muttered in a low voice while following the man in front of him, "Which one is like me, gentle and considerate, suave, and talented, it can be described as a flower in the compound, ah, phew... Is it a piece of grass?"

In the opposite direction of their departure, Lou Qingyu walked back with a leaflet, and five junior high school students in school uniforms behind him followed Lou Qingyu with a cold temperament with small steps.

A pair of dark eyes couldn't help but look at her, curiously throwing out one question after another.

"Little brother, do you have any cakes in your store, do you have matcha cakes?"

"Is cheese milk tea freshly made?"

"Little brother, when did you open shop here, and why haven't we seen you before?"

Lou Qingyu pursed her lips slightly, a pair of black pupils like cutting water to the girls on her side, and her own cold temperament made a few little girls slightly stunned, are they talking too much, little brother is noisy?

The next moment, the bright eyes that seemed to have been dyed by ink bent slightly, and a smile entered the bottom of the eyes, and the delicate and dazzling facial features stunned several little girls.

Wow, changed face!!

I thought that the little brother who didn't smile was already very good-looking, but I didn't expect it to look even better when he smiled.

Before they could calm down, the next wave of "critical hits" struck again.

"Yes. ”

"It's ready-made. ”

"Newly opened. ”

The voice is cold, the words are short, but anyone can hear it, the tone of the speech is gentle and polite, just listening to "him" speaks, I feel that it is a kind of auditory enjoyment.

The five of them followed behind Lou Qingyu with a stupid face, and it was not until they walked into the small shop that they eased up, looking at the "teenager" who was still wearing casual clothes just now, and at this moment he was wearing a neat and clean baking uniform, and the white uniform like snow revealed an aura of asceticism.

Lou Qingyu first took out the gradient matcha mousse cake from the refrigerator, the long knife fell lightly from a high place, rose, and fell again, and the standard triangular cakes were delicately placed on the tin foil by the girl.

As soon as it was placed in the cake cabinet, the five girls instantly surrounded it, and the group of little girls were amazed by the cake that was like a carefully carved artwork.

"Wow, what kind of cake is this, it's so beautiful!"

"How do you do this gradient of green? Is it matcha?"

"Little brother, you are so powerful!"

Lou Qingyu's expression was slightly warm, it was undeniable that she was also a layman, she liked to hear others praise her skills, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up, and she said, "It's a gradient matcha mousse cake, do you want it?"

"If you want it, let's have a piece!"

"Me too!"

Two of the girls nodded without hesitation, and the other three looked a little hesitant

One of the girls glanced at the empty bread cabinet and asked softly in the obsidian-like eyes of Qing Yu upstairs, "Is there bread?"

"Yes, please wait a minute. ”

I saw the white-clothed "boy" walk into the glass house, put on gloves, lift the lid of the box, and gently pull out the silver baking tray.

In front of the window of the glass house, the eyes fell on the baking tray one after another, and the eyes were the beautiful golden puff pastry, like a pineapple-like grid pattern, just looking at it, I could already imagine how crispy and delicious that layer of puff pastry was bitten into!

What's more, there is a trace of clear and audible food fragrance from the tip of the nose, which makes people's hearts tremble.

The girls watched intently as Lou Qingyu picked up the pineapple buns one by one and put them in the clean and tidy bread cabinet, and did not forget to discuss them with each other.

"It's so fragrant~ This fragrance is amazing!"

"This is a pineapple bun, is it so fragrant?"

"Is this pineapple stuffed with stuffing?"

"No, it's a Hong Kong-style pineapple bun. Speaking of this, Lou Qingyu paused, recalled the way to eat in Hong Kong, and asked carefully, "The mezzanine can help you put a piece of frozen butter, do you need it?"

A little girl with a lively personality has already spoken, "Yes, we....", she glanced at a few companions around her, and asked their opinions with her eyes, and no surprise, everyone's eyes were shining.

"Each of us asked for a pineapple bun and two gradient matcha cakes. ”