Survival in the apocalypse: I became rich through farming games

After wandering around outside all afternoon, when Ye Buqing returned to the container in the afternoon, Liu Hong was actually making cakes.

She used to make cakes, and her business was very good. People in her customer base often asked her to order birthday cakes or other desserts.

Ye Buqing transferred her job and made her a chef. Her salary doubled, but the workload didn't increase much in her opinion. She didn't have to go out and move around, and she didn't have to waste time talking. Liu Hong felt a little restless just staying in the kitchen. , she got into this profession because she loves cooking. She hasn’t seen such a well-equipped kitchen in a long time.

Thinking that the boss said that he had eaten cakes made by her before, Liu Hong hesitated for a while and got busy.

Eggs and flour for making cakes are not cheap. Liu Hong is also worried that the boss will not like it or thinks that she is wasting the ingredients. If this is the case, Liu Hong will buy all the ingredients she uses. Just give the cake to the coworkers.

Before Ye Buqing arrived, he could smell the cake inside. The smell of eggs was very strong and the aroma was very familiar. Ye Buqing was seventy percent full, but now he was aroused to be greedy again.

The cake is at its softest right after it comes out of the pan.

"It still tastes the same as before, why don't I open a cake shop for you?" Ye Bu suddenly said something cold as he stuffed the cake into his mouth with chopsticks.

Liu Hong was stunned.

Originally, she was a little happy because Ye Buqing liked the cake she made. As soon as Ye Buqing said these words, Liu Hong held her breath for a few seconds.

"How about it? I'll open a cake shop, you'll manage it, you'll make it, I'll cover all the ingredients, we'll get 30-70 points, and you'll get 30%." Ye Buqing's expression didn't look like a joke, but he was thinking about this very seriously. feasibility of the matter.

"But there is something I haven't arranged yet," Ye Buqing continued, minding his own business. "Am I not selling lunch boxes now? I won't hide it from you. When I was not at the base, I originally planned to let you come. I’m a cook, but does it conflict if I open a cake shop?”

There is no need to think about whether the cake shop or lunch box business is more important. People do not have to eat cakes, but people have to eat. Usually people call cakes and breads desserts and snacks, but white rice is different. Chinese people I have a complex about this and call the food a dinner.

Liu Hong's originally hopeful mood suddenly dissipated. Seeing Ye Buqing eating the cake one bite after another, he felt that this was not bad, so he said, "It's okay. It's enough to have fun in the kitchen occasionally. How can you make it convenient?" How come."

"Have you ever had a disciple?" Ye Bu asked coldly.

"Apprentice?" Liu Hong quickly responded, "No, but as long as you are an expert in cooking, you should be able to learn it quickly."

"You should like making desserts, right? I'll call a few people over some other time. If you can teach them the dishes you have learned so far and ensure the quality, then I will do what you say about the dessert shop." After Ye Buqing finished speaking, in the evening The people who went out to hawk were also back.

Ye Buqing said nothing more, lowered his head and concentrated on eating.

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Yuan Wentong contacted several people from the previous cooking competition that night and informed them to come for an interview.

It has been several months since the competition ended. I wonder if they were worried that the meat would spoil. They had collected all the prizes within two months. After eating a good meal, they were back to the poor days. It was difficult to switch from luxury to frugality. The days become more painful.

Ye Buqing sent all the people to Liu Hong and let her do her bidding.

She had other things to do. When she went out in the morning, the guard at the villa area told her that someone from the hospital had been here. He described it as Director Zhan.

Last time she asked Director Zhan to follow up on Lin Jingou's situation, wondering if it was Lin Jingou's problem.

When we arrived at the hospital at around ten o'clock, Ye Buqing was fully equipped with protective equipment. He was checked at the door, his temperature was taken, and he was sprayed with disinfectant before being allowed in.

The protective clothing wrapped around the whole person. It was fine last time. The temperature had risen during this period, and Ye Buqing felt a little stuffy.

She went straight to Lin Jingou's ward, and after a very troublesome procedure, she finally met Lin Jingou.

He looked much better and was no longer on a ventilator. He was sitting on the hospital bed. He didn't recognize Ye Buqing at first glance and said coldly, "I just had a ward check."

"Oh, I'm leaving then." Ye Buqing responded and turned around to leave.

"Ye Buqing?" Lin Jingou finally reacted and called out his name.

"Well, me." Ye Buqing found a bench in the corner of the room and sat down.

Although Lin Jingou's condition has turned to mild disease, there are far fewer people in Lin Jingou's ward. There are only two people living in the four-person ward. Besides him, there is another person lying on the other side. He can't see clearly even with the curtains drawn. There was some conversation inside, and I didn't know if it was the nurse checking on me.

"Is the illness mild?" Ye Buqing asked him.

Lin Jingou nodded and smiled at Ye Buqing for the first time.

He was already fair, and after being ill for so long, he had lost a lot of weight. He seemed to be particularly easy to bully.

Yes, if Ye Buqing hadn't known that this man had a weird temper, he would have really believed that he was some cold, sickly and beautiful man.

"What I said before..."

Lin Jingou suddenly opened his lips, which were already pale and bloodless, and asked hesitantly.

"I keep my word. When will you be discharged from the hospital, I will give you medicine." Ye Buqing glanced at the curtain next door and said nothing more.

"Nurse Wu?" A man's voice suddenly came from next door.

With just this sound, the silence returned again.

Ye Buqing was sitting on the bench, staring eye to eye with Lin Jingou. Lin Jingou was not Yang Kaitai. She had no intention of joking. Lin Jingou was a taciturn person. He didn't know how to get along with girls. At this moment, Even if I want to ease the previous relationship, I can't find a topic to talk about.

Embarrassment spread in the ward. Lin Jingou caught a glimpse of the kettle beside the bed, and as if he had found a life-saving straw, he hurriedly asked Ye Buqing, "Would you like some water? I'll pour it for you!"

"...?" Ye Buqing glanced at the familiar water bottle and put on a fake smile, "No, I gave you this water. Just drink it yourself."

Lin Jingou's momentary cheerfulness was immediately shattered, and his originally white face looked even whiter.

"How about this first? I'm out and busy. If you have anything, please contact Director Zhan here. He will find me." Ye Buqing finally stood up, took the bench and put it back in the corner, and walked back to Lin Jingou's bedside, " There are lunch boxes for sale outside the hospital, and we ask the nurses to run errands if necessary.”

When saying this, Ye Buqing looked at the curtains that had been tightly closed in the innermost part.

Lin Jingou nodded and took the initiative to bid farewell to Ye Buqing.

A minute later, Lin Jingou watched coldly as the curtain of the innermost bed finally opened, and a panic-stricken nurse hurried out carrying a tray.

"Nurse Wu?" Lin Jingou suddenly shouted when the other party passed by his hospital bed.

Nurse Wu only glanced at him, opened the door to the ward and walked out.

After taking a few steps, Wu Hui's hand stopped and the iron tray fell heavily to the ground.

Ye Buqing did not leave, but leaned on the corridor outside the ward, a pair of eyes falling on her face.