After eating, everyone went home together, and the sun was already a little hot at noon in May, so everyone sat on the sofa and took a break on the carpet in the morning.

Lang Yangyang still had to go to the store in the afternoon, and they took advantage of the noon rest, washed the fruit, and froze beer and drinks in the refrigerator before leaving.

The house is messy, Lang Yangyang didn't like this before, but now he feels that the house is so lively.

Zhuang Shuo's clothes were covered with dust, and he lay on the floor with a pillow as a pillow, and Lei Gong put his head on his wrist to sleep.

When Lang Yangyang was about to leave, Lei Gong, who had a developed sense of hearing, raised his eyes to look at him, Lang Yangyang said goodbye to it, opened the door softly and set off to go to the store.

When he returned to the store, he was not busy, so Lang Yangyang cleaned up the baking room first, and then took stock of the inventory in the storage room with Xiaowen, planning to focus on the research and development of new products in the near future.

Last night, I had a late night chat with Zhuang Shuo, and Zhuang Shuo said that he wanted to go to the agricultural fair and endorse the products of his farm.

The development of the farm is relatively smooth now, and he still wants to go to a higher place, since he has seen the shortcomings of the dessert shop, he should also find a way to make up for it.

Lang Yangyang is a halfway monk pastry chef, self-taught for a few years before practicing in the field in the evene for more than half a year, influenced by the master, there are certain insights on the creativity and extension of ingredients, but the basic skills are really not so solid.

To do a good bake, it is important to understand the characteristics of each ingredient.

Different fermentation methods, fermentation times, different stirring methods, mixing degrees, and even a little more salt or less sugar will make a huge difference in taste.

Whatever you do, you need to work hard.

After working for more than two hours, Lang Yangyang held the computer and made a new Excel spreadsheet after taking inventory of the good things, and pulled out the "R&D cost" separately to classify and make a budget.

Whether it is dessert or coffee, new products need to be developed, for example, Yoyo often buys different coffee beans to try, but not everything is on the shelves, such as the last time I bought coffee beans from Yunnan, only one of the four was used in the end, and Yoyo often forgets to report this part of the account.

If you want to continue to grow, you need to plan well.

These are the truths that I understand when I just work, why do I forget when my life is comfortable now, like a frog boiled in warm water.

Zhuang Shuo was like a stone that fell into warm water, waking up Lang Yangyang.

There were many guests in the evening, but fortunately, Lang Yangyang made another batch of desserts in the afternoon, and several classic desserts were not broken.

"I feel like I won't be able to sell out today." Xiaowen slice two brownies and put one of them in the window.

Lang Yangyang looked indifferent and said, "Then everyone will take a share and take it back to eat." ”

Youyou: "Always bring it, my mother is tired of eating desserts." ”

Xiaowen: "So is my roommate. ”

Only the new part-time sister Huang Yun stared at her.

Lang Yangyang turned his head and smiled at her: "Then the two of us?" ”

Huang Yun: "Hmm! ”

After seven o'clock, there were no new customers in the store, Lang Yangyang went back with four cakes, and packed a few boxes of small biscuits from the store.

The lemon rosemary biscuits made by Lang Yangyang have a lot of praise, and he plans to take them back to give some to Zhuang Shuo's friends.

On the way home, I bought some ingredients on the takeaway app and prepared to go back and cook for everyone.

Originally, I thought I would go out to eat, because although Lang Yangyang's cooking skills are not bad, he has never cooked so many people's dishes.

You must know that there is a metaphysics in Chinese cuisine, the taste of the same dish for five people is completely different from that for one person, and the taste of the same dish is not the same for those fried in a large pot and a small pot.

But when I called the second aunt in the afternoon, the second aunt said that it was better to ask the helper to have a meal at home, and the local custom is like this.

also said that if she came over to cook, Lang Yangyang didn't want to trouble the second aunt, so he said that he would do it himself.

When I got home, the takeaway food just arrived.

Zhuang Shuo happened to be cleaning up the mess in the yard, and when he heard Lang Yangyang talking to the takeaway brother and walked out, he was covered with sweat, and his short-sleeved sleeves were rolled up to his shoulders, looking hot enough.

There were two big bags of takeaway dishes, and Lang Yangyang handed him the dessert in his hand, "Help me get it." ”

Zhuang Shuo wanted to carry a heavier dish, but was stopped by Lang Yangyang: "You take this, there is food in it, give a little to your cousin and friends to eat first, and I will cook immediately." ”

"Okay." Zhuang Shuo happily took the two large paper bags and went into the house to show off.

The yard was full of ash and discarded building materials, piled up in the corners.

Lang Yangyang looked up at the dilapidated two-story building of his house, which had been renovated after replacing the windows and doors.

The new matte black window frames are more compatible with the weathered and cracked tiles, and the solid wood doors and dark furniture are in harmony.

In the past, grandparents tied them with wires under the eaves of the porch, the bamboo poles used to dry clothes were removed, and a lot of nails were pulled out of the walls, leaving only the necessary ones.

The elderly always like to hang things on the wall, hanging towels, dried peppers, hanging wormwood or something, in short, the wall is colorful and looks messy.

It looks a lot cleaner and fresher now.

Lang Yangyang really doesn't have so many things to hang, but how to dry clothes in the future, Lang Yangyang looked at the empty eaves in a daze.

Zhuang Shuo didn't wait for Lang Yangyang to enter the house, came out to pick him up, and saw that he was in a daze.

"Are you wondering how to dry your clothes?"

Everyone helped him renovate the house, and he was very grateful, even if he had concerns, he would not take the initiative to say, so he said: "No, I'll just buy one of those folding drying racks and put them in the yard." ”

Zhuang Shuo leaned sideways slightly, leaned against the door and window and said, "No, I bought the kind of retractable drying rack on the Internet, and I installed it when I arrived, which is more convenient than the bamboo pole before." ”

Unexpectedly, he had already planned for himself.

Lang Yangyang stood at the foot of the steps and looked up at Zhuang Shuo, Zhuang Shuo was attracted by his affectionate eyes, and leaned over to kiss him.

Lang Yangyang also wanted to kiss it, but he didn't expect to see a pair of bright eyes by the window at a glance.

"Ah, I'm going to cook." Lang Yangyang hurriedly turned his face, picked up the ingredients and went straight to the kitchen.

Zhuang Shuo looked confused, why did he suddenly not kiss again?

I can't figure it out, but he definitely has a reason for not kissing, Zhuang Shuo went out, ready to continue to clean up the sundries in the yard.

As soon as I entered the yard, I saw Zhuang Xiaoyu eating brownie with a small spoon in his hand, and he was lying by the window in a daze and looking hard.

Zhuang Shuo: "Eat your cake!" ”

Zhuang Xiaoyu smiled, revealing his teeth that had turned black from eating brownies. Seeing Zhuang Shuo frowning, he immediately shrank back.

Lang Yangyang entered the house, afraid that they would be bored while resting, so he turned on the TV: "You guys watch TV, the meal will be ready soon." ”

The TV at home is still the kind of old TV with a big belly used more than ten years ago,Lang Yangyang usually doesn't watch it,Now it's all flowers when I turn on the picture。

"No hassle." The old crooked said.

Lang Yangyang smiled embarrassedly and said, "If you don't turn on the projector, but you can't see clearly when the light is bright." ”

Everyone said no, they don't usually like to watch TV, so Lang Yangyang went to the kitchen to get busy.

Thinking that today he is a native of Changxi City, Lang Yangyang is going to cook four local dishes, a local specialty spicy chicken, a meat foam tofu, a vegetarian sour soup and a coriander fried beef.

- Except for the dish of tofu, it is all a blind spot in his cooking skills.

Fortunately, Lang Yangyang's learning ability is not bad, and it will not be difficult to eat it according to the tutorial.

Lang Yangyang downloaded the software that he hadn't used for a long time and went to the kitchen, and prepared the dishes according to the steps above.

The special feature of the local spicy chicken is that it is mixed with multiple chili peppers to make the glutinous chili peppers, Lang Yangyang bought the ready-made ones, and you can use them directly.

It was already past seven o'clock, everyone was hungry, and Lang Yangyang started working on the two gas stoves together, cooking soup and stir-frying chicken.

While waiting for the soup to boil, Lang Yangyang bent down to look at the mobile phone on the stove and browsed the tutorial.

"Stir-fry until the surface is golden brown...... Pressure cooker...... Well, it seems pretty simple. Lang Yangyang muttered to himself.

It is not difficult to do it, but Lang Yangyang, who takes care of two stoves, is still getting more and more flustered.

"I'm coming." Zhuang Shuo suddenly appeared behind him.

The range hood was on in the kitchen, Lang Yangyang didn't hear Zhuang Shuo come in, and he was startled when his voice suddenly appeared in his ears.

"You go and rest, I'll be right away."

Zhuang Shuo stood behind Lang Yangyang, reached out and picked up the spoon in the big iron pot and stir-fried twice: "You have to keep turning it, otherwise it will stick to the pan if it is heated unevenly." ”

"......" Lang Yangyang swallowed his saliva unconsciously.

Zhuang Shuo was standing behind him, the distance between the two bodies was two or three centimeters, and when he stir-fried the chicken, his arms waved, and his body also moved, touching Lang Yangyang's back and buttocks from time to time.

This feeling of not touching it is the most nerve-wracking.

The thought that his friends were still in the living room made his breath a little tighter.

Lang Yangyang couldn't bear it anymore, and dodged to the left, "Then you can fry it." ”

"Kiss me." Zhuang Shuo tilted his head.

Lang Yangyang just wanted to see if anyone would see them, Zhuang Shuo quickly kissed him lightly on the lips.

Luckily, there was no one in sight.

Lang Yangyang exhaled lightly, the water boiled, and Lang Yangyang poured the bean sprouts and lotus white into the pot.

"Don't worry, I'm sure it's delicious." Zhuang Shuo smiled and stepped back slightly, slightly stepping forward to check the situation of the chicken in the pot.

The aroma of chicken in the kitchen is getting stronger and stronger, and the chili peppers are a little choked when they are just put into the pot, and Lang Yangyang sneezes twice in the kitchen.

It is much faster for two people to work together, and in more than half an hour, four dishes can be served.

Before he was about to serve the food out, Lang Yangyang suddenly thought that the dining table was used to pile things, and it was impossible for five people to eat around the coffee table, and the low bench was not enough to sit.

Lang Yangyang went out to tidy up the restaurant, but he didn't expect that the dining tables and chairs had been cleaned up and placed there.

Lao Wei and Zhang Xiaojun were standing by the window chatting, Lao Wei was holding a cigarette in his hand, busy talking, and didn't light it for a long time.

Zhuang Xiaoyu sat cross-legged on the stall playing games, and when he saw that Lang Yangyang was about to serve the food, he immediately put down his mobile phone and got up to help.

Although he is usually a little poor, he can see that his family teaches him well, is very polite and has a good eyesight.

The dishes were all served, Lang Yangyang cut a plate of watermelon, and put it on the table.

"Where did I buy watermelons, I haven't seen a place to sell them recently." The old crooked said.

Lang Yangyang: "I bought it in the supermarket, and many fruit stores have also started to sell it, and there are indeed fewer ones sold on the roadside. ”

Everyone sat down, Zhuang Shuo and Lang Yangyang sat in a row, came outside and Zhang Xiaojun sat in a row, and Zhuang Xiaoyu picked up a C seat to sit.

"Eat, eat, you're welcome." Zhuang Shuo said, the first one stared at the chicken wings in the spicy chicken, and put one in Lang Yangyang's bowl.

Lang Yangyang: "...... I'll do it myself. ”

They are the ones who work today, how can they be embarrassed to accept these preferential treatments.