Just when Sikong Yao looked at the photo and thought about it carefully, a female voice suddenly sounded behind her, although she said this language that she didn't understand, but she was still generous, and she recognized it from the pronunciation, Sikong Yao could know that it was French.

Sikong Yao didn't have to think about it to know that the woman who appeared at this time was the legendary Bastian, the chef who ran this Randy dessert shop.

As soon as the female voice fell, Roman Monet laughed happily.

"Forgive me, this guy has been kicked out by the French royal family, hahaha!"

"After so many years, you still hurt me like this."

Bastian and Romain Monet started to fight as soon as they met, and the two old friends who had been separated for many years now met, not to mention how refreshing.

Sikong Yao turned around, and what greeted her eyes was a lady who looked extremely kind, the reason why she was described as a lady was because she didn't give people the feeling of nearly fifty years old at all, if she didn't know that Sikong Yao knew in advance, she would at most think that Bastian was only thirty-seven or thirty-eight years old, so it would not be too much to call her a lady.

Bastian's round eyes were very attentive, conveying a charming color, with a little light crystal green, as if it could hook people's souls, Sikong Yao couldn't help but be fascinated.

Batisian was also a little surprised when he saw Sikong Yao, glanced at Roman Monet and said, "This can't be your daughter, right?" ”

Batisian suddenly had the idea that a little girl who was not yet twenty years old could not be Romain Monet's little lover after all. The Roman Monet he knows is not such a person, and the age gap is too big, even if it is controlled by an uncle, he will not look for this, so Roman Monet thinks that Sikong Yao is the daughter of Roman Monet.

However, Batisian did not confirm his guess, because Sikong Yao's facial features were very exquisite, no matter how he looked at it, he didn't look like he was mixed with French blood, and his pupils were as black as gems.

In Canada, a country that tolerates cultural differences, mixed-race children are common, and Batisian has spent most of his life dealing with mixed-race people. She could tell the bloodline of the other party that had mixed into that place almost at a glance. And Sikong Yao gave her the feeling that there was a genuine, not a little adulterated Asian, and a Chinese with an elegant temperament.

"It doesn't look like it." So Batisian added. Roman Monet could not have given birth to such a beautiful daughter.

Roman Monet gave a blank look. Some frightened words, "She? Spare me. If my daughter were like her, I'd probably be exhausted. ”

Batisian snorted and said, "I don't look like it." So who is she? ”

Roman Monet was silent for a moment, this question is not easy to answer, how to say? The little girl you met in Mt. Nara? Or a referral who introduced her to work? Or in a sense, Sikong Yao is now even Roman Monet's food and clothing parents.

The corners of Romain Monet's mouth twitched slightly, and he said helplessly: "A very talented little girl who will become my student in the future." ”

Roman Monet came up with an excellent answer, once he entered the Saint-Edro Culinary Academy and became a teacher, then Sikong Yao really had to call him a teacher, so Romain Monet was not wrong to say this.

Batisian was a little surprised, "You're a teacher now?" Don't plan to open your own dessert shop? ”

Batisian was a little surprised, with Roman Monet's ability, he was fully capable of being a chef in a dessert shop, although he was not as famous as her Randy doughnut, but he would definitely not starve to death, and at least it would be much easier than preaching and teaching.

Roman Monet smiled and said: "Forget it, let me deal with those complicated trivial matters, I can't stand it, anyway, I don't lack much money, I can just eat." ”

Batisian glanced at Roman Monet and said with some amusement: "You are still the same as before, nothing can make you troubled, carefree, and live really comfortably." ”

Roman Monet laughed self-deprecatingly, he was so beaten by Bai Xia that he couldn't raise his head a few years ago, Battisian really overestimated himself.

The two of you have a word for me, and there are endless old feelings to tell, which is understandable, and it is a matter of course.

But this is Sikong Yao, who was waiting dryly on the side.

Roman Monet and Battisian also cared about everything, and they stood and chatted endlessly when they met, but Sikong Yao was standing stupidly on the side uncomfortably, and the two master-level dessert chefs were standing, where did she dare to sit down?

But if you don't sit down, just stand stupidly, it's not decent, Sikong Yao felt completely redundant and uncomfortable at this time, so he couldn't help it at the moment, and interjected to Roman Monet and complained: "You are going to leave me aside like this?" ”

Romain Monet then remembered that he still had a Sikong Yao, but he felt a little embarrassed, and Batisian gently apologized: "Sorry, little girl, I have wronged you." ”

"Eh......" Sikong Yao didn't know that Batisian could also say Chinese, and he was suddenly a little embarrassed.

Sikong Yao and Roman Monet are already very familiar with each other, and the two hit it off again, which can be described as a year-old friend, so when speaking, Sikong Yao also completely treats Roman Monet as a peer, without those literary honorifics, but this is only limited to when no one else is present, if necessary, Sikong Yao will still give Roman Monet the necessary respect, at least in the presence of Bastien, Sikong Yao can't behave too big or small.

Originally, Sikong Yao should not have interjected, but Sikong Yao never thought that Batisian could also speak Chinese, this time it will be troublesome, in case Batisian thinks that he is an uneducated wild girl, it will be trouble.

You know, Batisianko is a member of the Pastry Master Competition, and she also runs this Michelin-starred dessert shop, which is definitely a god-level character, and if she develops a sense of disgust with herself, it will be troublesome.

Batisian was born in Canada, her grandmother was also Chinese, and in fact Batisian herself was a mixed-race child, although it is clear that she did not inherit the small Asian eyes, but grew a pair of large eyes with her Indian mother. At the same time, her skin color is a bit like buckwheat, but the diluted cocoa drink looks very healthy, and it is really appropriate to describe it as a doughnut without chocolate sauce.

Sikong Yao hurriedly apologized: "Ah...... I'm sorry, I didn't know you could understand Chinese, I don't have the slightest contempt for Master Mona, please forgive me. ”

Battisan was amused by Sikong Yao's carefulness, and said with a smile: "The little girl is really sensible, it's okay, Mona is like this, his friends around him talk to him like this, you can get along with him so harmoniously, it means that the relationship between the two of you is very good, if you behave too much, I will still feel a little estranged." ”

Sikong Yao was glad, fortunately, this Batisian was not a narrow-minded pedantic person, so his good impression of her also increased.

But Sikong Yao still said modestly: "Where, this way is thanks to Uncle Mona's care." ”

In just between these two sentences, Sikong Yao has turned Master Mona into Uncle Mona, quietly bringing the relationship between the two closer, and not making Batisian feel disgusted.

Roman Monet said with a smile: "No, no, no, this way is thanks to your care, so that I will not eat Batisian's doughnut tomorrow." ”

Sikong Yao puffed out his cheeks and didn't speak, he couldn't be poor at this time, Batisianke was still watching from the sidelines.

Batisian laughed and said, "Okay, let's all sit down, it's not like talking to you while you're standing, I've managed to slip out of the bake, I'm looking forward to a good rest." ”

Everyone nodded their heads and did it together.

Batisian boldly showed the friendship of the landlord, and greeted generously: "Come, tell me what you want to eat, I have a treat for this meal, and you don't need to be polite to me." ”

Roman Monet smiled: "That's natural, I won't pay for it, I don't have a penny on me." ”

Sikong Yao asked Batisian enviously: "Sister Batisian, I heard that the doughnuts you made are Michelin-stard, and I have long wanted to taste them." ”

Roman Monet frowned slightly, and some children said awkwardly: "Why do you call her sister, when I come to this uncle, obviously we are the same age." ”

Battisian teased, "Come on, no matter how you look at me, I'm only in my thirties, okay, you uncle." ”

Batisian not only speaks Chinese, English, French and Hindi, but also switches freely, and does not feel awkward at all, because Canada does not have a mother tongue, and most of the people who live here know two or three languages, so now the three of them sit down and communicate in Chinese together, but there is no sense of disobedience.

Sikong Yao enjoyed such a harmonious atmosphere, and at the same time felt that he was really blessed, and he could meet people who could speak Chinese in Japan or Canada.

Roman Monet sighed helplessly, it seemed that Sikong Yao and Batisian were a united front.

Batisian then explained to Sikong Yao: "The Michelin star I got five years ago, and Randy also started to develop it at that time, and now I think about it, it's really an unforgettable experience." ”

Roman Monet nodded and said: "Anyway, you only have donuts here, just say hello, I still want the chocolate sprinkled with sweet powder, don't add anything else, that taste is the most classic." (To be continued......)