Tang Xiaoyu looked at the cup of yellow-orange-orange things in front of him, then looked up at the girl holding the tray, turned his attention away from the computer screen, and asked her expressionlessly:

"what?"

"The pudding I made, I'll give you a taste." Lou Qingyan changed into a white and blue suit today, and the makeup on her face changed back to the two-dimensional painting style, so the pure aura on her body It was slowly packaged into a lovely taste.

Tang Xiaoyu picked up the cup and looked in from the transparent cup wall. For the time being, he could only observe with the naked eye that it was darker than the one sold outside.

And the nose is filled with the smell of eggs that can be smelled ten meters away--it's so real.

"You know how to make pastries?" Didn't you still say that you can't do anything two days ago?

Tang Xiaoyu looked at her suspiciously, and then looked at the cup in his hand even more suspiciously.

Lou Qingyan was thinking about how to tactfully avoid the fact that this was her first culinary achievement.

"Follow the steps, who wouldn't?" Finally, she said so arrogantly.

Tang Xiaoyu recalled the TV cooking show that he occasionally saw, and felt that there was some truth to it.

So he unburdened himself, picked up the spoon, and dug a spoonful into the cup.

As soon as the spoon was shoveled in, Tang Xiaoyu felt that the feel was a bit strange.

Like a spoon dug into concrete.

He looked up at Lou Qingyan's expression, this lovely young lady was holding a plate and standing aside, looking at her nose and heart.

Judging from her attitude of traveling around with the nannies in the past few days, and often going to Uncle Zhao to ask questions, Tang Xiaoyu knew that at least she was serious about learning about this business.

Out of some respect for hardworking people and trust in girls' talent, he put this spoonful of pudding into his mouth.

The cheeks moved and chewed a few times.

Then he kept the posture where he just took the spoon out of his mouth, sat there without moving for a long time, his whole body seemed to be petrified.

Lou Qingyan waited for a while but didn't see any comments from him, so she could only tilt her head on the spot, and asked him as a reminder: "How is it?"

Tang Xiaoyu: "..."

He is still hesitating whether to spit out the thing in his mouth or just swallow it.

Anyway, I won't take a second bite.

After a while, his Adam's apple rolled, and he swallowed the pile of things in his mouth with a blue face-this move made him regret it for a long time afterwards.

Even Tianling Gai was overwhelmed by the suffocating egg smell, and he suddenly felt that his breathing was not smooth.

And the culprit actually has the face to ask him how he is? ? ?

"Don't you...don't take a bite yourself?" Tang Xiaoyu squeezed out the words from his throat, and then felt the mouthful of what he had just swallowed churning in his stomach.

I get it, it's his life.

Lou Qingyan raised her hand and gently scratched her cheek, covered her lips with her hand, and smiled: "Hehe."

Why don't I taste it myself, don't I know?

Tang Xiaoyu suddenly stood up from his seat and rushed to the bathroom next to him.

Hearing the sound of vomiting coming from the door, Lou Qingyan knocked on the door outside: "Hey, you haven't said yet, how does it taste like?"

The word 'taste' came into the boy's ears, and it immediately brought back his memory of chewing, so the person inside spit up even more in the next second.

5 minute later.

Tang Xiaoyu walked out holding the door frame, clutching his stomach, pointing to her in the direction of the room door: "Look for Uncle Zhao... get stomach medicine."

Lou Qingyan still didn't give up, walked up to him, squatted down, raised her head slightly to look at him, and asked with a smile: "You haven't told me, how does it taste?"

Tang Xiaoyu took a deep breath.

Staring into her eyes, he said word by word: "shit, in, there, poison."

That was the best description he could think of.

And he didn't want to hear the word 'pudding' again for a year, and he didn't want to eat it, not even eggs.

He was too naive to think that the so-called 'kitchen killers' were all lies.

Lou Qingyan went to get him stomach medicine with a rather disappointed expression.

Then the boy who took stomach medicine slept in the room all afternoon.

until after five o'clock—

The girl secretly poked the man in the black suit standing at the door on the second floor:

"Uncle, he has been asleep for five hours, is it food poisoning?" Or did she accidentally put the sleeping pill in with trembling hands?It shouldn't be...

The man calmly took out his phone, his tone was cold but full of concern for her: "It's okay, miss, I'll call 120 now."

Lou Qingyan nodded, thought for a while, and came to a conclusion:

"I'd better refund Tang Xiaoran's down payment then."

When Tang Xiaoran called his younger brother, he was hanging water in the hospital. As a good young man who was in good health and would not set foot in this place for almost three years, he was really exhausted physically and mentally at the moment.

"Recently, something went wrong with the supplier. I've been having dinner all these nights, suffocating...By the way, where are you now?"

"Don't look for me in an emergency. I've been tossed about by the young lady you invited—I'm lying in the hospital right now." Tang Xiaoyu was very angry when he talked about this matter, and he was grinding his teeth between words.

Tang Xiaoran was shocked, "What's going on?"

Why did I just indulge in work for a while, and why did my younger brother live in the upper hospital?

What did Lou Qingyan do?

Tang Xiaoyu didn't really want to say, after all, he felt a little ashamed when he went to the hospital because of food poisoning caused by eating a cup of pudding. .

"You'd better have a good rest, I think my face can last for another two days." Tang Xiaoran touched his face, thinking of those dinners at night, he couldn't help feeling sorry for himself.

Tang Xiaoyu: "... What does eating have to do with your face?"

Why is it the same as disfiguring.

"Because there are always some smelly men who like to pollute the world with their second-hand smoke." Tang Xiaoran replied quietly.

Every time she was surrounded by the clouds and mist from cheap cigarettes at the dinner party, she thought of the tens of thousands of maintenance fees she had spent on her face, and wanted to say something to this group of people:

Am I shameless? ? ?

Tang Xiaoyu sighed: "Thank you for your hard work."

"By the way, if some stinky idiot asks you to drink, you can ignore them if you don't want to drink."

Although it is very troublesome for suppliers to raise prices collectively, and it must have been instigated by my uncle, but Gao Sheng's business has reached today, and it is really impossible to do nothing without these people.

"It doesn't matter. Two days ago, Qingyan gave me a box of medicine they developed internally. After taking it, I won't get drunk after drinking. It is no exaggeration to say that I can drink ten tables of people now."

Sitting in her family's car, Tang Xiaoran took out a small mirror from her bag, and looked at her current makeup while answering Tang Xiaoyu's words.

Tang Xiaoyu: ...Is there such a show operation? ? ?

"Don't worry, I'm the one who wants to hold the raw material supply line in my hands - after I'm done, I'll go back and deal with a manager who just takes money and doesn't do anything." Tang Xiaoran hung up the phone, touched her lipstick, Apply it on your lips, then sip it.

perfect!

Putting down the lipstick, the phone on the seat next to her shook, and a text message was displayed on the screen:

“您尾号为‘xxxx’的账户于2016年10月23日17点32分收到账户‘xxxx’转入的金额200000.00元整。[中国银行]”

Huh?Isn't this the money that was sent to Lou Qingyan's company last time?

Why did you return it?

Almost immediately, she thought of the phone call with Tang Xiaoyu just now, and felt that she had vaguely understood something.

She shook her head, sighed, and transferred the money to her younger brother lovingly.

This is his hard-earned money in exchange for his life.

11:30 in the evening.

Tang Xiaoran stood in front of the apartment door, fumbled for the key in her bag, looked at the keyhole in a daze and thought: No, she was clearly not drunk, so could it be that Lou Qingyan gave fake and shoddy products?

While opening the door, she still had time to send a message to the boss to ask about the situation.

There was almost a second reply: "...how much did you eat?"

"One piece at a time, I took it for a week."

Lou Qingyan: "..."

"I'm sorry, I forgot to remind you that there is a price to be paid for pretending - this medicine has been taken for more than three days in a row. After the effect of the medicine wears off, it is easy to cause a low-grade fever."

Tang Xiaoran: I'm sorry, but I can't resist the joy of pretending.

"It's okay, I pretended so badly that I had to finish it even when I was crying." She put her phone on the shoe cabinet, lowered her head and took out slippers from the shoe cabinet to change.

Today is Saturday, and she usually comes to Xiao Shixin's place to spend the night.

"I'm back." Xiao Shixin sat on the sofa in the living room, looked up at her from the laptop screen, and said softly.

She nodded, showing a big smile, put the bag aside, and walked quickly towards her.

"I'm back~" She threw herself on Xiao Shixin, hugged her and sat on the sofa, glanced at her computer screen, and then looked away with disinterest.

Resting his chin on Xiao Shixin's shoulder, he smelled the perfume on the side of her neck, and was slowly attracted by the long and light fragrance of flowers and fruits.

She sniffed.

Sincerely suggested: "Sister Xin, do you want to consider changing the fragrance of the perfume?"

After Xiao Shixin finished dealing with the matter at hand, he pressed the off button casually, his beautiful eyes squinted at her, and said flatly, "I thought you liked it."

Tang Xiaoran hugged her, pawed her like a puppy and sniffed her.

Then he replied very seriously: "I like this taste very much, and I even want to buy it another day. But... uh, you should change it."

Before Xiao Shixin asked the reason, her answer greeted her:

"This smell can arouse my desire very much. Every time I smell it, I will have an urge to sleep with you."

The author has something to say: There is no small theater today.

But the author wants to say, I am really suffering from this pudding like shit... You really don't want to challenge this without a culinary foundation...

And, the perfume Mr. Xiao uses, I really want it.

The desire to fuck myself up after spraying it on myself hahahahahahaha

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