Rules Strange Story: My Family Is Not Normal

Cake apprentice is not an easy job.

Have you seen the silent town at five o'clock in the morning?

I can see it every day.

Only people like me who are full of dreams can persist like this every day.

And you people who are surrounded by money will not understand the dream we insist on. "

After he finished speaking, facing the reflection in the glass, he tidied up the lock of hair left under his chef's hat.

Zhou Bai glanced at him, then fell silent.

Because the question he raised is indeed a bit tricky.

Work started at five o'clock, even if Boots drove him over, he would have to get up at least after three o'clock.

This difficulty is really not ordinary.

Moreover, he has to prepare for the Christmas Eve party, and there are still many things to do.

You can't spend all your time in the bakery.

He thought for a while and asked.

"Can I not do other work, just learn to make cakes with you?"

When the bakery owner heard this, he immediately became unhappy.

"How can that be? Do you think cake apprentices are really just here to learn how to make cakes?

The cake apprentice has to help carry the goods.

Give the baker, which is me, a hand.

Passing various tools, taking various baking materials, wiping sweat, serving tea, pouring water..."

The owner of the bakery listed various job contents, and Zhou Bai's head swelled when he heard it.

I feel that if I continue to talk to him, there will be no result.

It seems that we can only come to something practical.

So, he took out four silver coins from the bag in his hand and put them in front of him.

The bakery owner's eyes immediately turned to the four silver coins.

The words that just came to his lips were also taken back.

"What if I pay?"

The bakery owner looked away from the four silver coins.

Pretend not to care and said, "I am a person with dreams and principles. Don't think that you can buy me with money."

Zhou Bai looked at him, then took out a gold coin from his pocket, and put it together with the four silver coins.

The owner of the bakery shop immediately smiled when he saw it.

"It's...it's not impossible to discuss.

However, my time is precious, let me teach you how to make cakes, then I can't make the bread that other customers need.

This loss..."

Zhou Bai understood in seconds, and took out another gold coin from his pocket.

The owner of the bakery immediately smiled even more happily.

He quickly reached out and took the money from Zhou Bai's hand.

"Ok, Ok.

Easy to say, easy to say. "

Zhou Baijian finally got one thing done, and he was in a good mood.

After making an appointment with him to come and learn how to make cakes, he left the bakery.

As he walked, he recalled the things required in the rules in his heart.

Pine trees, decorations, cakes, records, candies, candles.

Once you've identified the six friends you want to invite, you need to choose a gift for each of them.

There are only seven days of preparation time, and there are really many things to do.

Thinking of this, he felt that he could not waste his time, he had to look at a few more shops.

He went on.

Suddenly, a retro and beautiful singing came to his ears.

He looked around, looking for the source of the singing.

Then, following the direction from which the singing came, he walked into an alley.

When he walked to the deepest part of the alley, he saw an old light board, flickering.

Although the words above are missing a corner, people can still tell that this is a record store.

Zhou Bai remembered that he had a mission to buy records, so he walked inside.

I saw a skinny old man lying lazily on a chair.

Zhou Bai approached and came to the door of the shop.

He just raised his eyes and looked at him.

Then, continue to look elsewhere.

Zhou Bai looked at the records on the cabinet, but was surprised to find that all the records sold in this record store were vinyl records.

The cardboard boxes on the outside of those records looked old.

Mottled, yellowed, and some, there are already signs of damage.

Chapter 121 The Strange Singing Voice in the Record Store

Zhou Bai walked over and looked up at the dazzling array of records on the cabinet.

Reluctantly, he reached out his hand and touched it lightly.

Immediately, a lot of yellowed paper scraps fell from the cardboard box outside the record.

The skinny old man sitting on the chair immediately sat up straight when he saw Zhou Bai's movements.

"Huh? Don't break my record."

Zhou Bai quickly retracted his hand.

"Sorry, I was just looking for a record.

Excuse me, is there an album with the song "Jingle Bells" in it? "

The skinny old man stretched his neck and put his hands next to his ears.

"What? The song 'Santa Claus Is Coming to Town'?"

Zhou Bai leaned closer to his ear and amplified his volume.

"It's Jingle Bells!"

The skinny old man suddenly realized.

"Oh, you mean My Christmas Tree?"

Zhou Bai shook his head helplessly at him.

So, he continued.

"Jingle Rock? Silver Christmas? Last Christmas..."

Zhou Bai heard the old man recite Christmas-related songs one after another, but he didn't recite the song he wanted.

He could only sigh silently.

Zhou Bai seriously suspected that this old man did it on purpose.

Rule [-] of Christmas Eve Survival Rules.

[The owner of the record store may tell you that there is no record of the song "Jingle Bells".But don't give up, please be sure to play this song on Christmas Eve. 】

When Zhou Bai saw this rule, he should know that this record is not so easy to get.

He waved to the skinny old man and walked out of the record store.

If I continue to entangle with him like this, I'm afraid I won't be able to buy a record.

It's better to go back first, think of a way, and then come back again.

So, Zhou Bai walked out along the original road.

Behind him, the melodious singing still echoed on the road.

Zhou Bai was walking in the alley, when a mother and son walked towards him.

The alley was too narrow, and the three of them might not be able to pass together.

So Zhou Bai turned sideways and made way for them to pass first.

However, when the mother and child passed by Zhou Bai, he heard the little boy talking to his mother.

"It's so quiet. Mom, let's go home quickly."

Zhou Bai suddenly felt something was wrong.

He turned to look at them.

Unexpectedly, that mother was also looking at Zhou Bai.

Zhou Bai's heart skipped a beat.

To remind him on purpose?

Before Zhou Bai could react, he saw the mother, leading the little boy, turn into another alley.

Zhou Bai listened to the voice that kept singing.

Then, following the direction of the singing, he looked towards the record store.

The lights on the record store were flickering, and the dilapidated look seemed a bit out of place with the surrounding environment.

Seeing this, Zhou Bai unconsciously clenched his hands tightly.

He picked up the brooch pinned to his clothes and stuck it into his hand.

Suddenly, the pain spread from his fingertips to his brain.

A bean-sized bead of blood dripped down as the brooch was pulled out.

Zhou Bai endured the pain, then looked at the record store again.

I saw that the shop was still there, but the singing had disappeared.

The surroundings were so quiet that even the beating of my own heart could be heard very clearly.

Zhou Bai wiped off the blood on his hands, put the brooch back on his clothes, and quickly walked out of the alley.

In front of the screen, the experts who were watching the live broadcast also realized that something was wrong.

Especially those who are squatting in the live broadcast room of Daxia Kingdom, preparing to copy their homework.

They quickly recorded their discovery in their own notebook.

In the live broadcast, Zhou Bai quickened his pace.

After returning to the main road, he relaxed a little.

He tried hard to recall where he had been polluted.

I recalled the experience after arriving at this dungeon, but found nothing unusual.

Especially since he entered this dungeon, everyone he met had no tendency to be polluted at all.

When he thought of this, he looked at his hands.