didn't expect Sikong Yao to appear in such a way, and everyone was shocked.

On one side is a wicked ruffian with a vicious smile, and on the other side is a vibrant girl with frowning willow eyebrows, seeing the two staring at each other, the scene is extremely tense, and everyone gasps.

For a while, no one dared to speak rashly, but quietly prayed that nothing would happen that would hurt the innocent.

Sikong Yao glanced at the student who was injured by Qin Hao, and a dislocated arm hung down softly, very uncomfortable.

Sikong Yao snapped his hands, and under the long eyelashes, a pair of jet-black beautiful eyes contained anger.

"Why did you hurt him?"

Qin Hao tilted his head, shrugged his shoulders, and said casually: "He himself rushed up to intimidate me, but I was just defending myself." ”

A scoundrel, that's a scoundrel.

This was Sikong Yao's first impression of Qin Hao.

Sikong Yao took a deep breath and forcibly held back the anger in his heart.

Causing others to be injured because of himself is something that Sikong Yao absolutely can't bear.

Sikong Yao continued to ask, "What do you want to do?" ”

Qin Hao responded: "It's nothing, I just want to eat something that people eat." ”

Qin Hao wiped a handful of cream with his fingers, licked it, and continued to provoke: "Could it be that the dessert department of St. Yidelu College doesn't have a normal pastry chef?" ”

Several students were furious, waving their fists to rush forward.

Sikong Yao stretched out his hand, stopped them all, and continued to Qin Hao: "Okay, if you want to eat something delicious, I'll make it for you." ”

"Sikong Yao, you ......"

A student was obviously very dissatisfied with Sikong Yao's avoidance of this approach, at the age of twenty, he was already the most strong.

However, before he finished speaking, Lin Qing shook his head and motioned for him to shut up.

Lin Qing could see that the girl in front of her was obviously more angry than any of them.

Qin Hao not only injured the Cooking Academy, but also insulted Sikong Yao's most desirable dessert department, such a festival will definitely not stop there.

Sikong Yao turned around and took away a bag of matcha powder.

Low-gluten flour, baking powder, and matcha powder were sprinkled together by Sikong Yao at will, which seemed to be rough, but the dosage was extremely accurate.

125 grams of cake flour, 25 grams of baking powder, 6 grams of matcha powder.

Anyone can see that the anger in Sikong Yao's heart is being suppressed by her efforts.

A teaspoon of salt, 70g of butter, and two egg yolks are stirred together with the above powder to form a fluffy and bright batter.

Qin Hao stepped down and looked at Sikong Yao with interest, several students were startled, for fear that Qin Hao would hurt Sikong Yao, so they hurriedly stepped forward to stop them.

However, they were glared at fiercely by Qin Hao, but they were terrified in their hearts, and they did not dare to interfere by force.

Sikong Yao's method of harmony was tepid and orderly, as if the heaven and earth were collapsing in front of him and not moving, even Qin Hao leaned forward and didn't look at it.

Qin Hao nodded, and muttered to himself: "So much baking powder, do you want to make cookies?" No, you're a dessert genius, how to make such a rudimentary dessert. ”

Sikong Yao ignored Qin Hao, still quietly chattering with the batter, and finally took a sharp-spouted piping bag with a few grooves, filled the batter, and squeezed it on top of the baking tray lined with tin foil.

The oven begins to preheat at 180°.

The last batter in the piping bag hangs up, and thirty matcha cookies are framed, and there is nothing left. Look at the 30 identical prototypes, whether it is color, shape, size, they are all the same, and they are exactly the same.

Preheat the oven and place in the middle plate for 15 minutes.

Handmade cookies are one of the most popular foods in the world, and although different cookies have their own characteristics, they do not affect their place in the minds of many people. Such fluffy crispy biscuits have always been known as "small and flat cakes".

Since the introduction of cookies to China from Europe and the United States in the 80s of the 20th century, there have been more than 100 kinds of cookies.

And what Sikong Yao made is the most widely circulated matcha cookie among handmade cookies.

With a "ding" sound from the oven, the matcha cookies are baked, and the high-temperature roasted cookies are coated with an elegant pale green coat, giving off the unique charm and aroma of matcha.

Sikong Yao placed a few pieces of matcha cookies on a delicate porcelain plate and placed them in front of Qin Hao.

Qin Hao was greedy, and just as he stretched out his hand to take food, Sikong Yao protected the biscuits with both hands.

"The freshly baked cookies haven't gotten rid of the heat yet, and the texture is fluffy, so you can't eat them until they're cool."

Qin Hao nodded obediently and said, "Okay, then I'll wait slowly." ”

"Waiting? Who allowed you to wait? ”

Sikong Yao suddenly glared viciously, and before Qin Hao could react, Sikong Yao jumped up violently and slammed a punch into Qin Hao's face.

"This punch is for the classmate you wounded!"

Qin Hao's eyes widened, he didn't expect the delicate girl in front of him to suddenly attack him.

What I didn't expect was that this girl's strength would be so domineering. Qin Hao had to turn his legs and turn over and retreat three steps, unloading his fist, which was really startled.

Qin Hao touched the swollen place on his face that was punched by Sikong Yao, and before he had time to sigh, Sikong Yao chased after him like a ghost again.

"This punch is for the glory of the dessert department of St. Edro!"

Because of his height, Sikong Yao's fist landed on Qin Hao's chest, and he took a few steps back before he ate the punch, and a trace of blood oozed from the corner of Qin Hao's mouth.

Sikong Yao didn't give up, as if he had turned into a Shura, and rushed towards Qin Hao again.

After being punched twice, Qin Hao, who was caught off guard, also reacted, smacked his lips, and immediately raised his hands in front of him to parry.

Compared with Sikong Yao's Wing Chun boxing skills, what Qin Hao used was a more fierce and domineering and ferocious fighting technique. Sometimes with his hands, sometimes with a strong chest to carry Sikong Yao's attack, is a combat strategy that focuses on offense.

Fists, elbows, knees, and legs were all turned into Qin Hao's weapons, and Qin Hao's attacks slanted out like a storm, but Sikong Yao was also able to completely resist them with his superb Wing Chun skills.

The speed of the two shots was like a hurricane, and few people could keep up with them.

Different from Sikong Yao's dexterous and changeable attacks, Qin Hao made good use of a fighting style with big ups and downs, big opening and closing, just like a straight fist and a whip leg. Wherever the fist goes, the wind sounds suddenly, the leg strength reaches, and the sand and dust rise.

Everyone began to gradually retreat, for fear of being swept into the battle circle.

Wing Chun prefers defense, and the offensive moves are only a handful of tricks such as inch fists and wrenches, but fortunately, they are extremely flexible and can change at any time after the shot, and everyone is Sikong Yao's classmates, and they are not afraid of being implicated.

But on the other hand, Qin Hao is not like this. Whoever provokes Qin Hao's punch will only be lucky to lie in the hospital for a few days.

Qin Hao dodged Sikong Yao's attack with an extremely chic somersault, touched the hot and hot sore spot on his face, and jokingly said: "The little girl is beautiful, and the things she makes are delicious, I didn't expect to be so emotional." ”

Sikong Yao glared at Qin Hao angrily and reprimanded, "Don't talk nonsense, today I will let you be carried out of the St. Yide Road Academy lying down." ”

After speaking, Sikong Yao rushed forward again, and a few hurried and simple horses narrowed the distance between the two.

Seeing Sikong Yao's fist swinging over again, Qin Hao closed his eyes and snorted coldly.

Qin Hao stretched out his left hand and grabbed Sikong Yao's wrist, and pulled it violently, just for a moment, his right hand grabbed Sikong Yao's jade neck.

That domineering hand strength made Sikong Yao breathless, Qin Hao lunged, and with a slam press, Sikong Yao's whole person fell to the ground.

The severe pain did not come like this, feeling the leg that Qin Hao was padding under him, and the strength that was dispersed by Qin Hao at the last moment, Sikong Yao opened his eyes that were closed in horror.

Sikong Yao wanted to struggle, but was tightly grabbed by Qin Hao and couldn't move.

Qin Hao's face with a hideous scar was about to stick to himself, and Sikong Yao was startled.

In such intimate contact with a boy, Sikong Yao began to feel that his cheeks were slightly hot, and said angrily: "Let go of me!" ”

Qin Hao carefully looked at Sikong Yao's delicate face, slender willow eyebrows, bright black eyes, high nose bridge, pink lips, and the faint fragrance on the hair, which was really tempting.

Sikong Yao's face was already red like a ripe apple, and he was a little at a loss for a while, so he had to look at the arrogant young man in front of him in a daze, and his resolute handsome face was also very handsome.

Qin Hao smacked his lips, nodded meaningfully, and said jokingly: "The little girl looks really Peugeot." ”

Sikong Yao was like a lamb to be slaughtered, with no strength to resist, thinking uneasily about what this young man wanted to do.

"I just don't know if this dessert is good or not?"

Qin Hao suddenly dragged Sikong Yao up from the ground and walked towards the matcha cookie, which was already cold.

With a touch of freshness in his mouth, the vitality in Qin Hao's body seemed to be stirred up again.

When I took a bite of the cookie, the crispy and fluffy taste and the aroma of matcha exploded violently, and the mellow aroma of tea polyphenols broke into Qin Hao's body like a gushing clear spring, spreading all over the body through the throat, as if the blood of the whole body was infused with the fragrance of green tea.

The fluffy texture of the cookies and the unique fragrance of matcha combine to create the ultimate delicious dessert.

Qin Hao ate six cookies in a row, glanced at Sikong Yao meaningfully, and nodded contentedly.

"Yes, a genius. Today's trip is worth it, compared to this delicious dessert, this pastry chef seems to be more moving. ”

Sikong Yao covered her reddened cheeks with both hands, and was speechless for a while, and it took a long time to squeeze out a sentence: "You...... What more do you want? ”

Qin Hao took away all the remaining cookies, leaving a piece and throwing it to Sikong Yao.

Qin Hao glanced at Sikong Yao thoughtfully before leaving, and left a sentence: "If I want to eat in the future, I will come to you again." ”

Seeing that all his hard work was taken away by Qin Hao, Sikong Yao held the cookies in his hand, stomped his feet angrily, and said angrily: "I don't want to see you again!" ”