"I said marinade, you can't be the legendary Heavenly Scar. After all, Hu Lei still couldn't hold back his curiosity.

Lu Zhiang, who was talking eloquently, was stunned when he heard this, and looked embarrassed, "Boss, you're joking, my parents are quite good in their hometown." ”

"Hmm......"

In this case, is it not such a terrifying character as Tiansha Lone Star, that is......

"Could it be that you were cursed?", Gu Qianqian made a reasonable association.

The corners of Lu Zhiang's mouth twitched, and he said in his heart that this girl's brain hole is too big, and she was about to explain, but she heard Hu Lei also start to speculate, "It may also be that she was lowered." ”

"Bow your head?", Lu Zhiang felt as if he had heard some strange term.

Hu Lei looked at him in surprise, "Don't you know that lowering your head is a kind of witchcraft originating from Southeast Asia, and practitioners often behave strangely, have bad luck, and even schizophrenia or even ......."

Lu Zhiang has a black line, why would he mention such a strange thing inexplicably, I'm just unlucky!

"It's possible for you to lower your head, but it's ......," Gu Qianqian continued, "I think it's more likely to be cursed, after all, we are in Yanhuang." ”

Hu Lei nodded seriously, "What you said also makes sense, but is it possible that you said it could be Miao Jiang Gu Technique." ”

Boss, your painting style is off track, hurry up and take it back for me!

Gu Qianqian was thoughtful when she heard this, and said after a moment's silence, "It's not impossible to have this possibility, the legend says that Miao Jiang's Gu Technique is all-encompassing, and it is not surprising that there are ways to deprive others of their luck. ”

Hey, it's really nice for you to be so serious about this kind of issue! Again, I'm just unlucky, unlucky! It's not the kind of situation you think it is!

Although he was already flipping the table in his heart, Lu Zhiang's expression was still calm, and it took him a long time before he finally found a chance to speak, and weakly explained, "I'm just unlucky." ”

Hu Lei waved his hand casually, "Believe me, you are by no means simply unlucky, you have already been so serious that it has harmed others!"

Lu Zhiang's egg hurts, watching Hu Lei and Gu Qianqian ignore themselves again, and start to study their "crux" seriously, and Hu Lei has begun to tell some inexplicable home remedies to try for himself, Lu Zhiang suddenly began to regret it.

Why should you keep your bad luck in your heart, just hide it in your heart. It's good now, but if you don't, you'll become one of those strange remedies.

No, I want to save myself.

"By the way, boss, were you drinking before I entered the store just now?"

A new topic appeared, and Hu Lei and Gu Qianqian finally suspended the discussion of those things with "abnormal painting style".

"Why do you say that?", Hu Lei asked.

"When I entered the store, I was greeted with a refreshing aroma of sake. ”

Hu Lei was quite surprised, he raised his eyebrows, "Dude, you are a dog's nose!"

It's no wonder that Hu Lei made a fuss, it was still morning when he made the seven-step drunken drink. Until Lu Zhiang entered the door, the seven-step drunk had already been put away for a few hours, and the aroma belonging to the seven-step drunk had already dissipated at that moment, even Hu Lei and Gu Qianqian couldn't ask for a trace of taste in the store. But Lu Zhiang said in one word, what kind of nose is this Nima.

In the face of Hu Lei's surprise, Lu Zhiang seemed to be accustomed to it, and he smiled, "To tell you the truth, I have a sharp nose since I was a child, and I can recognize an extremely thin smell from the air. And, as long as I smell it, I'll never forget it. ”

Hearing this, Hu Lei and Gu Qianqian looked at each other, is there such a god, this can already be regarded as a special function.

Hu Lei suddenly thought, if Lu Zhiang's nose is really so awesome, then shouldn't the reinforcement he got through the third destined person be the nose?

Thinking of this, he patted Lu Zhiang with some fear, "In the future, it will be up to you to lose things at home." ”

Lu Zhiang was stunned for a moment, wasn't he talking about the smell, why did he lose things, and what did it matter to him to lose things. For a long time, a flash of light suddenly flashed in Lu Zhiang's mind, and then his face instantly darkened. Nima, this new boss is using himself as a police dog.

Lu Zhiang felt so tired and wanted to retire.

He suddenly realized that talking to Hu Lei must not follow his rhythm. This boss's thinking is so scattered, it is estimated that even the brain circuits are not the same as normal people, and talking at his rhythm will definitely be led into the ditch.

So he decided to force the topic back on track through his own practical actions, "Boss, let's talk about wine!"

"Ah, oh, wine!", Hu Lei was usually used to this way of talking and chatting, and he didn't know that he had almost persuaded the newly recruited pastry chef to quit just now.

Although the topic was pulled back by Lu Zhiang, Hu Lei still persistently praised, "Your nose is really awesome." ”

Please stop my nose anymore, okay, Lu Zhiang feels like he's about to collapse.

"Speaking of wine, you're really asking. For the seven-step drunk, since Lu Zhiang asked, Hu Lei didn't plan to hide it. After all, it's going to be on sale this afternoon, and there's nothing to hide.

"But we weren't drinking, we were making a drink. ”

This time the topic finally got back on track, Lu Zhiang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and his expression slowly returned to normal, no longer the tangled look of the embarrassment with egg pain before.

Speaking of which, it's really not his bragging about the nose. Maybe it's really talented, although sometimes Lu Zhiang is also worried about his overly sensitive sense of smell. But it has to be said that for a pastry chef, having a keen sense of smell is definitely a very beautiful thing.

Moreover, just now, not long after eating Mao Feng Crisp, Lu Zhiang even felt that his sense of smell had improved again. The most direct manifestation is that when he was making begonia cake just now, he even felt that he could sense the temperature of the oil through his sense of smell, which was impossible to do before.

It was from that time that Lu Zhiang suddenly felt that the vague aroma of wine in the store seemed to become more obvious. It was for this reason that he came up with an idea.

"Boss, I wonder if you can lend me a little bit of this wine. Lu Zhiang cautiously put forward his request, in his opinion, the aroma of this wine permeated the air, for a long time, it was definitely the best wine and very valuable. It was a bit too much to ask for this when he first arrived, but he still wanted to give it a try.

Hu Lei's is not as much as Lu Zhiang thought, but when he said "borrowing", he was really a little curious, "What are you going to use it for." ”

"Don't hide it from the boss, I was suddenly thinking just now, when making begonia cake, if you can add a little bit of this wine, maybe it can improve a lot in terms of color, aroma and taste. Speaking of this, Lu Zhiang was suddenly a little excited, "It's hard to replicate the legendary "Drunken Begonia". ”

"Drunken Begonia?"

"I also heard my father say that there is another form of this begonia cake, that is, drunken begonia. This drunken begonia is said to be an authentic court pastry of the former dynasty. Speaking of drunken begonias, the method is also very simple, that is, adding an appropriate amount of wine during the production process. ”

"Many pastry chefs have tried to make drunken begonias, but no matter which wine they use, it seems that they can't combine perfectly with begonia crisp. Either the smell of wine is too strong and noisy, or the taste of wine is so thin that now everyone regards this drunken begonia as a legend. ”

"That's right. Hu Lei nodded, this should be regarded as a rumor in the pastry world, he doesn't know much. However, if Lu Zhiang can really make the legendary drunken begonia with seven steps of drunkenness, it will be of great benefit to both Lu Zhiang and the small shop, "You can try it, you wait for me." ”

With that, he turned and left, and within a few minutes he was back in the kitchen with seven steps in his arms.

"This is the wine I used just now, seven steps drunk. ”

Lu Zhiang shrugged his nose, a burst of red appeared on his face, and he was full of intoxication, "It's really a good wine, I seem to be able to smell the unique aroma through the wine jar." ”

"Can you lend me a favor?" Although Hu Leiken could already explain the problem by taking the wine, Lu Zhiang couldn't help but ask. He is very excited and apprehensive now, and he has a very strong premonition that he will definitely be able to remake a drunken begonia with these seven steps of drunkenness.

Hu Lei nodded, of course, he generously handed the wine jar to Lu Zhiang, "A little drop is enough, this wine is easy to get drunk." ”

Lu Zhiang nodded, and solemnly took the wine jar from Hu Lei's hand, at this moment his expression was solemn and solemn, as if he had received not a jar of wine but a thousand heavy burdens.

"Poof. ”

The black mud altar was opened, and the aroma that belonged to the seven-step drunk diffused out.

After several edifications of seven steps of drunkenness, Hu Lei and Gu Qianqian no longer smelled and drunk. But Lu Zhiang is different, this guy is still the first time to come into contact with the seven-step drunk, and his mood just now has fluctuated violently, and the most important thing is that his sense of smell is much, much higher than that of ordinary people.

At this moment, Lu Zhiang fell backwards on his back.