Sikong Yao broke the silence for a moment and asked, "But you don't have any tools here, can you go to my house?" ”

"What tools do you need?" Qin Hao didn't seem to want to move.

Sikong Yao spread his hands and said, "At least there must be an oven." ”

Qin Hao rummaged through a piece of debris, and the sound of sparse iron colliding was a little noisy.

Sikong Yao took a closer look, they were all baking utensils, which looked to be of a certain age, but they were polished.

Qin Hao pulled out a square box from the pile of iron.

"Now, the oven."

This is a tabletop electric oven that uses radiant radiant heating elements to cook food. Compared with built-in ovens, it is undoubtedly much simpler, but the functions are also relatively limited, and can only process some simple pasta, such as biscuits, bread and the like.

Sikong Yao was a little surprised, he didn't know why someone like Qin Hao would keep an electric oven in his "residence".

"But there's no electricity."

Qin Hao swept away a pile of debris horizontally, revealing a row of plugs, and an external electric switch was connected to one end of the wire.

Sikong Yao sighed: "Okay, you won." However, if you have an electric oven, you can only make some small snacks such as cookies, is that okay? ”

Qin Hao nodded and said casually, "Okay." ”

Sikong Yao stood in place, and Qin Hao continued to sip his cigarette.

After a while, Qin Hao said unhappily: "Why don't you buy materials yet?" ”

Sikong Yao was a little embarrassed, and said shyly: "My credit card was broken, and I'm afraid the remaining cash is not enough." ”

Qin Hao ignored it and said, "Figure it out yourself." ”

Sikong Yao stomped his foot angrily and said angrily, "Hmph, I don't look like a man at all." ”

Sikong Yao was dressed in Qin Hao's coat and picked flour in the supermarket.

The air conditioning in the supermarket was very strong, and Sikong Yao pulled his coat tighter, and the collar of the suit was painted with a gold pattern.

Sikong Yaozai carefully calculated the price of each ingredient, like a meticulous and virtuous housewife.

Cake flour, whole milk powder, baking powder, butter, caster sugar, baking soda, a bottle of mineral water, a few eggs, and some vanilla extract, plus a little black sesame seeds and a piece of white chocolate, are already the limit of Sikong Yao's affordability.

"Hello, a total of one hundred and seventy-three pieces."

The cashier skillfully operated and quoted the final total price.

"Uh...... How did I calculate what seems to be one hundred and fifty-eight? Sikong asked a little embarrassed.

One hundred and sixty yuan, all the cash on Sikong Yao's body.

The cashier replied, "Hello Miss, that is the membership price, do you have a membership card?" ”

Sikong Yao shook his head and said helplessly: "Then, I don't want this whole milk powder." ”

The cashier glanced at Sikong Yao and wanted to say something, but when he saw Sikong Yao's coat, he suddenly laughed again.

"It turned out to be Qin Ye's friend, then these things won't be charged."

Sikong Yao was a little stunned and asked, "Really?" ”

The cashier nodded with a smile and said, "Of course it's true, if you like it, it doesn't matter if you take more." ”

Sikong Yao was a little embarrassed, it seemed that the other party had misunderstood her relationship with Qin Hao.

The cashier continued: "If you don't mind, take two more bottles of juice, okay?" I must be thirsty. ”

Sikong Yao nodded, pleased by the cashier's understanding.

"Thank you."

In the dark streets.

Sikong Yao put aside a bag of materials, and Qin Hao was still smoking there.

He smiled and said, "I thought you were gone." ”

Sikong Yao asked rhetorically, "Why do you want to go?" Didn't I promise to make you cookies? ”

Qin Hao took a puff of his cigarette and said, "A girl like you is easy to be deceived. ”

Sikong Yao began to prepare the food, and at the same time said, "You don't seem to want to be the one who will lie to me. ”

Sikong Yao threw a jar of juice to Qin Hao and continued: "Smoke less, it's not good for your health." ”

Qin Hao glanced at it, then threw the cigarette into the bonfire, and turned to look at Sikong Yao and noodles.

Mix 100 g of sifted cake flour, 25 g of powdered sugar, 10 g of whole milk powder, 1/4 tsp baking powder, 1/8 tsp baking soda, 1/4 tsp vanilla extract, synthetic fabric. Mix 20ml of water, 25 grams of melted butter, 35 grams of egg yolk, all mixed together and mixed into a batter.

Qin Hao asked, "It's that simple?" ”

Sikong Yao responded: "Of course, biscuits are the simplest snack. ”

Obviously, Sikong Yao is very confident in this.

The batter was kneaded into a ball, and Sikong Yao lowered the strength of kneading the dough, kneading it little by little until the surface of the dough was smooth.

Qin Hao continued to ask: "If you always knead your dough like this, won't your arms become very strong, can a girl like you accept it?" ”

Sikong Yao put the dough on the board, rolled it into a thin crust, folded the two sections of the flakes in half, and folded them in half, just like making four layers of puff pastry, and then rolled it out again, repeating it three times, while responding to Qin Hao's question.

"Of course I can't accept it, so every night I massage myself and knead it to let my stiff muscles loosen."

Qin Hao continued to ask, "Isn't that hard? So why make desserts? ”

Sikong Yao glanced at Qin Hao, and cut the dough into small strips 0.5 cm wide and 15 cm long. Take two small strips as a group, twist them into twists, and then knead them into round rods, and respond: "Aimei is like this, how many people with bright appearances, who can see the hard work they have paid behind their backs?" And I like to make desserts, it's my hobby. ”

Qin Hao was silent.

Sikong Yao continued to pinch the biscuit strips and continued to ask, "Qin Hao, can you help me preheat the oven?" 185°。 ”

Qin Hao walked away silently, Qin Hao's technique of adjusting the oven was very skillful, and it seemed that it was not the first time he had done such a thing.

Bake 20 sticks of similar thickness in the middle of the oven for 15 minutes.

During this period, Sikong Yao melted a piece of white chocolate and boiled it into a syrup with black sesame seeds and milk powder.

The baked biscuit bar is rolled in a circle of white chocolate liquor, hung up with a milky white coat, and some black sesame seeds on the door, which looks very tempting.

Sikong Yao squatted beside Qin Hao and introduced: "This is called a kola stick, which originated in Europe, they originally wanted to imitate Chinese twist flowers, but they misunderstood the use of frying and baking, so this kind of casual snack was born. ”

Qin Hao took a cola stick handed over by Sikong Yao, this feeling is not much different from a finger biscuit, but it is obviously much thicker, and the shape is not so rounded, but the thick milky fragrance on it is very attractive.

Qin Hao swallowed the entire kola stick into his mouth in three bites and enjoyed it in a big gulp.

The exterior is a silky white chocolate icing with a rich aroma of black sesame seeds, followed by a delicious crust with a crispy crispy aroma, and then a fluffy biscuit with a milky aroma, adding a strong warmth to the slightly bleak dark street.

Qin Hao stretched out his hand and asked, "Give me some more." ”

Sikong Yao gave Qin Hao all the kola, dragged his cheeks, looked at this bad boy who gobbled up, it didn't seem to be as annoying as he imagined, and then asked: "Qin Hao, when I went to buy something, when the cashier saw your dress, he didn't even accept the money, and insisted on giving me two bottles of juice." Do you bully them every day, so scared that they are scared when they see your clothes? ”

Qin Hao casually uncovered the canned juice pull-up ring, and said casually: "You're talking about the supermarket at the corner of the street, right?" When they first opened the store, they were made troubled by a group of people to collect money, and I took a hand when I passed by, so it should be like this. ”

Sikong Yao nodded, and also opened a bottle of juice.

Qin Hao took a sip of mango juice, which tasted a little sour, and then looked at the packaging: "New product?" It doesn't taste very good. ”

Sikong Yao also looked at the juice in his hand, and responded: "It's indeed a drink I've never seen before, which company made it?" ”

With a "poof", the canned juice in Qin Hao's hand spilled all over the ground.

Sikong Yao suddenly felt as if her neck was being grabbed by an iron tong, and the huge force made her breathless.

Sikong Yao looked at the person in front of him in horror, it was Qin Hao with an angry face.

Qin Hao's wide-eyed eyes bulged out and were bloodshot, and the scar on his right eye looked even more hideous.

Qin Hao bit his lips tightly, trying his best not to spew out foul mouth, and a trace of black blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

Qin Hao's voice was low and violent, "I said how could you come back, and you dared to poison you." ”

Qin Hao is one and a half meters tall, a head and a half taller than Sikong Yao, and one hand is enough to lift her up.

Sikong Yao grabbed Qin Hao's thick forearms with both hands, his feet hung in the air and kept waving, and he said angrily: "Qin Hao! What are you doing, let me down. ”

Another mouthful of reverse blood gushed up, Qin Hao spit it out, and some blood droplets splashed onto Sikong Yao's face.

The warmth of the blood and the rusty smell of iron made Sikong Yao a little stunned, and the woman's intuition gave her an ominous premonition.

Sikong Yao asked in surprise, "Qin Hao? ”

Qin Hao closed his eyes tightly, and raised his hand holding Sikong Yao higher, he was trying his best to endure something.

Just when Sikong Yao was on the verge of suffocation, suddenly Sikong Yao was put down again.

Qin Hao's voice had become a little hoarse, revealing a sense of powerlessness.

"It's not you, run."

Sikong Yao hugged Qin Hao and hurriedly asked, "Qin Hao, what's wrong with you?" ”

Sikong Yao followed Qin Hao's line of sight, and there was juice flowing all over the ground, bubbling with some white foam.

The next moment, from the front of the dark street, a large group of people poured in from all directions.

They dragged the clanging water hoses, brandished the intersecting watermelon knives, axes, broadswords, all kinds of control instruments, and the shouts of the crowd, like an avalanche.

The leader shouted: "Kill! ”

Then there was a hundred calls, one after another, and a killing sound was formed, and they rushed towards Sikong Yao's side.