"Boss, do you think the flowers can be put on sale at four o'clock?", Lu Zhiang looked at Hu Lei seriously. He did this set of four o'clock flowers with great care, and it can even be said that he did his best, and the effort to press the bottom of the box was all used in one go.

Hu Lei didn't rush to answer, although he couldn't bear to break these beautiful pictures, Hu Lei still picked up a piece of pastry from this, and nodded at Lu Zhiang after tasting it all.

"I think it's okay, the so-called color, fragrance, shape and meaning, your four-season flowers are all high-quality!", Hu Lei nodded, "Marinade, I think this four-season flower bloom once it is put on sale, it will definitely be in short supply." ”

"Hehe, boss, you've won the award, or boss, your creativity is good!"

At this moment, a flash of light suddenly flashed in Hu Lei's mind, and he slapped his head, "Wait a minute, in fact, it can still be more perfect!"

"Huh?", Lu Zhiang looked at Hu Lei in a daze, how could this change in a blink of an eye.

Hu Lei naturally saw Lu Zhiang's doubts, and he patiently explained, "Look, this color and fragrance must have nothing to say, especially this begonia crisp, I think it is much more delicious than what you made before." This shape, naturally, is also a boutique, not that I boast, the entire pastry industry in Yucheng can not find a second shop that can make pastries into works of art. ”

"But this meaning, I think it can be a little richer!"

Lu Zhiang saw that Hu Lei said that the head was the way, he unconsciously nodded his head, he was still very convinced of Hu Lei's creativity, not to mention anything else, the creativity of these four flowers alone is not something that ordinary people can come up with. Moreover, Lu Zhiang also regards the four seasons of flowers as his pinnacle, and he can naturally be perfect.

"What do you mean, boss?"

"How do you think every painting goes along with a poem? Hu Lei looked at Lu Zhiang and asked.

Lu Zhiang pondered for a moment when he heard this, then slapped his slap fiercely, and said excitedly, "Ah, what I had in mind when I designed this arrangement was our Yanhuang ink painting. This ink painting and ancient poems are a perfect match, if they can be matched with ancient poems that are suitable for the occasion, they will definitely be the icing on the cake!"

As he spoke, Lu Zhiang's excitement slowly calmed down, and was replaced by a look of embarrassment, "It's just ......"

"What's wrong?", Hu Lei looked at Lu Zhiang suspiciously, this guy was quite excited when he first heard his idea just now, why did he wilt in a blink of an eye, "Think this idea is not good?"

"No, no, no!"

"It's okay, it's just a discussion, and it's okay if you don't think it's appropriate. Hu Lei said very sincerely, he didn't think that his creativity was necessarily good, maybe others would think that writing poems on the pastry plate was too cumbersome!

"Boss, it's really not. Lu Zhiang hurriedly waved his hand, "I just think it's hard to find ancient poems that fit the occasion, first of all, this poem must be classic, if you just choose some limerick poems, not only will not only not be the icing on the cake, but will also lower the overall grade." ”

Hu Lei smiled, Lu Zhiang looked quite brainless, but he didn't expect to have a lot of thinking ability, which really surprised Hu Lei.

He looked at Lu Zhiang with encouraging eyes, and motioned for the other party to continue.

Lu Zhiang received Hu Lei's encouragement and suddenly became more energetic, "Secondly, I think that on the premise of choosing classic ancient poems, we must also choose poems that match the shape of the flowers at four o'clock, otherwise it will give people a far-fetched feeling of painting a snake." ”

"So ......", Lu Zhiang paused for a moment and then looked at Hu Lei, "I thought about it just now, and the ancient poems I know are completely qualified as plum blossoms." But ......"

Hu Lei nodded, this kid is still quite comprehensive. Well, as a boss, it is necessary to encourage employees to think bravely.

"But, it's obviously four o'clock, but if you only have one poem, it will seem a little nondescript, right?" asked Hu Lei.

"Yes!", Lu Zhiang nodded, he was not surprised that Hu Lei could take his words. After all, the boss is just intermittently neurological, and there is absolutely no problem with IQ.

Hu Lei naturally didn't know that Lu Zhiang was slandering himself in his heart, and he smiled confidently, "You don't have to worry about this problem, I'll solve it." ”

"Boss, have you already thought of it?", Lu Zhiang looked surprised.

Lu Zhiang still has a certain degree of confidence in his own Chinese culture skills, after all, this is also one of the basic skills of classical pastry chefs! To say that Huanghuang Yanhuang, up and down for 5,000 years, he has left behind countless famous poems, and the famous sentences that have been passed down through the ages are naturally countless. There are many verses that simply sing about these four flowers, but it is difficult to find one that matches the picture you have constructed.

If you really can't do it, you can only pick out the poems first, and reconstruct the picture in response to the artistic conception of the poems, but in this way, it feels inferior!

But I didn't expect that this time of hard work, the boss would have come up with a good poem? This really surprised Lu Zhiang!

"Oh, I remembered!", Lu Zhiang looked suddenly, "Boss, you are a top student of the Chinese Department of Yuda!"

"Ahem!", Hu Lei almost didn't choke, how did this sound like he was sarcastic!

"If you don't mention this, we can still be friends!"

"Huh?", Lu Zhiang was confused.

"Alright, let's get down to business!", Hu Lei shook his head, he seemed to be getting lazier and lazier since he got the system.

"Let's talk about begonias first...... The east wind curls up and spreads the sublime light, and the fragrant mist is empty and the moon is in the corridor. I am afraid that I will fall asleep in the middle of the night, so I burn a high candle to shine on the red light. ”

Lu Zhiang was stunned for a moment, and from the poems sung by Hu Lei, a strong sense of picture appeared in his mind......

The east wind stirred faint clouds, and the moon shimmered faintly. The scent of begonias melted into the hazy mist, and the moonlight quietly moved through the cloister in the courtyard. In the middle of the night, I was worried that the flowers would also sleep, so I lit red candles just to enjoy the blooming begonias.

This picture is very close to the artistic conception of his plate of begonia cake. There was even a moment when Lu Zhiang thought that this was specially written for Begonia Cake.

"Boss, this poem ......"

Ignoring Lu Zhiang, Hu Lei's eyes had already moved to the lotus cake, "After all, in the middle of April, the scenery of West Lake is not the same as the four seasons. The lotus leaves are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers are different red. ”

This poem Hu Lei only read it in an ordinary tone, but Lu Zhiang's ears sounded like a chant in some kind of beautiful tone.

He felt as if he had seen layers of dense lotus leaves spread all the way, from his eyes to the sky, and the blue sky was connected together, it was a boundless verdant green, in this lotus pond, the lotus flowers were blooming with buds, and they were particularly delicate and ruddy under the glow of the sun.

"The autumn bushes are like farmhouses, and they are becoming more and more inclined around the edge of the hedge. It's not that chrysanthemums are favored in flowers, and this flower is even more flowerless. ”

As Hu Lei continued to chant, Lu Zhiang felt that the boundless lotus leaf in front of him was instantly shattered. Instead, the sun is setting in the west, and the garden is full of chrysanthemums around the fence.

"The crowd shook off the solitary beauty and occupied the small garden. The shadow is sparse and the water is shallow, and the dark fragrance floats in the dusk of the moon. ”

By the time Hu Lei finished singing all the poems describing the flowers of the four seasons, Lu Zhiang was already shocked beyond measure. Any of these four poems can be called a good sentence for the ages, and more importantly, the artistic conception described in these poems is very consistent with the shape of the flowers blooming at four o'clock, which is incredible.

He looked at Hu Lei dumbfounded, he didn't expect that the problem he thought was difficult to solve could be solved so easily in the hands of the boss.

"How is it, do you think it is suitable?", Hu Lei was very satisfied with Lu Zhiang's expression. Hehe, I'm sorry, but I have a resource to experience the dream with a backlash.

"Boss, I really don't know how to describe how I feel right now. Lu Zhiang sighed, "I don't think there will be a more suitable poem in the whole world, this is like tailor-made for our flowers to bloom at four o'clock!"

"Then you should treat it as tailor-made!", Hu Lei smiled. However, he was also surprised, he didn't expect that the flowers and seasons made by Lu Zhiang were extremely compatible with these classic poems in the experience dream.

Is it a coincidence? Hu Lei couldn't figure it out!

Hu Lei was thinking about it, and Lu Zhiang was really shocked that his jaw was about to drop, "Old, boss, are you telling the truth?"

"What?"

"Are these poems really tailor-made? Are these poems really just written by you?"

"......", looking at Lu Zhiang's excited appearance, Hu Lei suddenly realized that this guy had a misunderstanding!