It was busy until more than twelve o'clock, the first draft of the plan and the framework of the PPT were ready, and Lang Yangyang got up and prepared to rest.

Lying on the bed, Lang Yangyang glanced at his phone for the last time, and then remembered that the message sent by Zhuang Shuo had not been read, so he clicked on Zhuang Shuo's chat box.

Zhuang Shuo: [Yangyang, I'm home, my mother is looking for me, I'll call you in a moment.] ]

Zhuang Shuo: [Picture]

Zhuang Shuo: [My dad is looking for someone to set the background board, isn't it ugly.] ]

Zhuang Shuo: [The bride price was set at 30w, and my grandmother gave 10w yuan separately and said that when you get your driver's license, you will pay a down payment to buy a car.] ]

Zhuang Shuo: [Asleep?] ]

The last one was sent twenty minutes ago.

Zhuang Shuo: [Yangyang, don't stay up too late, good night.] ]

Lang Yangyang thought that he should have sent it to himself before going to bed, and replied with a "good night".

Originally, I was a little helpless when I saw his plan, and I felt that Zhuang Shuo was in charge of such a large farm, and dozens of people worked under him, but he couldn't even do this kind of thing.

But now that I think about it, he has never said that he is good at textual work, and he has inferred that he should be able to do it based on some objective phenomena.

And from the beginning, it wasn't these things that I fancied him.

He is honest, frank, optimistic, considerate and decisive, and physically strong, which is the quality that Lang Yangyang saw and liked at the beginning.

Lang Yangyang smiled, laughing that he always deviated from the focus of these things, and couldn't see the things worth cherishing in front of him.

When the body is tired, I always sleep exceptionally well, and the next morning I wake up and wash up, which is quite refreshing.

There was a message from Zhuang Shuo on his phone, saying that he arrived around eight o'clock and came to clean up the yard.

Left a message saying "hide the key to the door of the house in one place so that he can enter".

Lang Yangyang said okay, put the key on the wall before going out, and took a photo of Zhuang Shuo before setting off to the store.

At six o'clock in the morning in May, the sky was not yet fully bright.

The lights in the baking room were bright, the bales were sent to the oven, the time and temperature were adjusted, and Lang Yang continued to prepare desserts.

Some time ago, the new moss pound cake was very popular, and it was about the end of spring in Changxi City, where it was green everywhere and the weather was good, and this matcha-flavored green cake was just in time.

Pound cake is actually butter cake, and the original pound cake used only four ingredients, sugar, flour, butter and eggs, one pound each, so it was called pound cake.

Now with more innovations, more materials can be added.

This one made by Lang Yangyang is matcha-flavored, and the cake with matcha powder is green, the cake has a delicate and firm taste, and it has a spring atmosphere after being decorated with cream piping and some green fruits on the surface.

The production of "moss" is not difficult either.

Lang Yangyang prepares the ingredients, mixes the sifted low-gluten flour, matcha powder and almond flour well, adds white sugar and refrigerated butter, mixes manually, kneads the ingredients evenly and puts them in the refrigerator for later use.

The cake base is a regular butter cake, and you only need to add matcha powder to change the color. The cake batter is poured into the mold, and Lang Yangyang goes to the refrigerator to take out the "moss" part that has just been prepared, and stacks it on the cake batter to send it to the oven.

180 °C, 50 min.

This is the number imprinted in Lang Yangyang's heart.

The three-year output increased by 4.6%, which is also a figure engraved in Lang Yangyang's heart.

Thinking of this, Lang Yangyang looked at the time, it was almost nine o'clock. He tore through the notebook he used to record the data of dessert making, wrote down the first point, and then the tip of the pen clicked back and forth, not knowing where to start.

This yield is low for a farm that is still developing, and Lang Yangyang is thinking about how to write this data from another angle, "turning" it into an advantage.

The moss pound cake had just been baked, and Yoyo had come to work, and the two of them were busy with their own things, preparing what they were going to use for the day, and then sitting by the window and eating breakfast together.

Qing Wang, who had just been used to decorate the cake, did not run out, and washed a bowl of fruit for two people for breakfast.

"Brother Yangyang, on the day of your wedding, are we going to close the store?" Yoyo asked.

Lang Yangyang had already thought about it, "Well, close the door for a day, otherwise it would be too rushed." ”

Youyou: "Okay, I'll just say, who has to get up in the dark to make desserts on the day of their wedding." ”

"It's just a meal together." Lang smiled.

"That's different, this is a wedding banquet, don't you think it's amazing? This is the first time I have attended a same-sex wedding in more than 20 years of life, and it was organized by an elder. ”

Lang Yangyang looked up at Youyou, his eyes blinked, and he laughed.

I have been busy in the past two days, and I don't have any special feeling of getting married, but I feel that I want to live with Zhuang Shuo.

When I first decided to get married, I still thought about this question every day, and I actually got the support of my family and friends about him and Zhuang Shuo, two gay people who wanted to get married, and even blocked a lot of gossip outside for them.

This matter only returned to Changxi City half a year ago, and Lang Yangyang, who didn't dare to mention his sexuality to anyone, couldn't think of it.

Today is a working day, there are not so many customers, Lang Yangyang simply made all the desserts in the morning and then went home, and did not come to the store in the afternoon.

I didn't spend much time in the store in the first two days, and everyone was able to do well.

It's almost twelve o'clock when I finished, and I called Zhuang Shuo before I went home, and he was already at home.

"Are you done?" Zhuang Shuo asked.

Lang Yangyang said yes, Zhuang Shuo said to come and pick him up, and the two went to the home city to pick a bed.

When Zhuang Shuo came over, the second aunt also called.

"I took a few days off to prepare for the wedding, and I was thinking about hurrying up the things I needed to prepare for the wedding, but your Aunt Xie said that there was no need to make any difference between a man and a woman, so I would prepare together. I'll go to the market with them in the afternoon to buy something, and you and Zhuang Shuo will pick out the furniture you like. The second aunt seemed to be driving, Lang Yangyang hurriedly said yes, and then hung up the phone.

Zhuang Shuo soon drove over, Lang Yangyang brought him a bottle of water, got into the car and fastened his seat belt and said, "What else do you have to prepare besides buying furniture?" ”

Zhuang Shuo: "Huh? ”

Lang Yangyang: "The second aunt said that she would go with your mother to buy things for marriage." ”

This Zhuang Shuo knows a little, and he has eaten a lot of wedding banquets at home in the past few years.

"When you get married, you have to decorate your home, buy a red four-piece suit, new clothes and shoes." Zhuang Shuo said, started the car on the road, and added: "I seem to have heard her and her second aunt call last night, and they agreed to pick up the clothes today." ”

Lang Yangyang: "What clothes?" A white suit? ”

Zhuang Shuo scratched his head: "I really don't know, but I should know soon, after all, the day after tomorrow." ”

Lang Yangyang drank saliva, thinking that it was actually the day after tomorrow, and he didn't have any sense of reality.

Picking furniture is a manual job, and after the freshness at the beginning has passed, it becomes a war, and each brand and style have to be compared.

I thought that I could pick one that I could sleep on, but when I arrived at the mall, I found that now the home furnishings in the physical store have become so expensive, so I have to choose carefully.

I ended up buying a bed, a new sofa, a dining table and a few small pieces of furniture.

Lang Yangyang has everything in his house, but he has replaced the older furniture.

After payment, it will be delivered to the door for installation in the afternoon.

The two of them ate in a restaurant near the mall, they were so tired that Zhuang Shuo's eyes were demented, he took a sip of pigeon soup and said: "Visiting the mall is more tiring than plowing the field, and my eyes are dazzled." ”

Lang Yangyang is a little better than Zhuang Shuo, he is physically tired.

After eating, he received a message from the smart warehouse that his things stored in Shanghai have been sent and are expected to arrive in Changxi City in three days.

"What?" Zhuang Shuo saw that he looked at it for a long time and asked.

Lang Yangyang showed him the page, "When the time comes, it's another meal to clean up, and it's big to think about it." ”

Zhuang Shuo smiled: "With me, wrap it up on me." ”

After returning home, Lang Yangyang found that Zhuang Shuo had cleaned the yard, and he said that he would take care of the flower beds in the afternoon.

Lang Yangyang said: "I strive to make the plan and PPT today, don't get stuck and hand it over, the fault tolerance rate is too low." ”

The two worked together and were busy until the evening, and progress on both sides was good.

Lang Yangyang looked at the PPT he made, it was really good, and he couldn't help but praise in his heart that he was really a PPT master.

After stretching out, he got up and went to the courtyard to see Zhuang Shuo's progress.

The flower beds had been cleaned, the weeds had all been taken care of, and Zhuang Shuo was looking for something in the corner.

"Looking for what?" Lang Yangyang said.

Zhuang Shuo looked back at him and showed him what he had found: "This." ”

It's an old tin sheet.

Lang Yangyang: "What do you want to do with this?" ”

Zhuang Shuo got up and walked over, pointing to the iron gate that opened a corner, which had rusted a lot due to years of wind and rain erosion.

Zhuang Shuo said, "Fix that hole." ”

Lang Yangyang's expression was faint, and it took a few seconds before he raised the corners of his mouth slightly, he didn't know if Zhuang Shuo knew how that door became like that, but now it was time to repair it.

"In the future, no matter where it is broken, there will be me." Zhuang Shuo said.

Lang Yangyang thought, he should know. He leaned forward and kissed Zhuang Shuo gently on the corner of his mouth.

"That's hard work for you."

As soon as the words fell, someone shouted at the door: "Is it Lang Yangyang's family?" Home delivery is here! ”

"Huh! Be! Zhuang Shuo ran out with a hammer in his hand.

Lang Yangyang also walked out and saw that the second aunt had also arrived, the second aunt and Aunt Xie got out of the car, saw Lang Yangyang from a distance, and beckoned him to come over to help move things.

Half an hour later, the furniture was in its place, and there was a big pile of red stuff in the living room.

Joy characters, red four-piece sets, couplets, and red vases, red pots, red chopsticks, in short, all red.

The second aunt even bought Lei Gong a red bow tie.

"Tomorrow, call the old crooked and a few of them to come over and arrange it together." After Aunt Xie finished speaking, she immediately set off with her second aunt to the restaurant to see the layout of the restaurant.

Lang Yangyang and Zhuang Shuo stood in the living room.

Lang Yangyang pinched the flesh of his left arm with his right hand and muttered, "I really feel like I'm going to get married." ”

Zhuang Shuo turned his head sharply: "Huh?!" ”

Chapter 29