My rival confessed to me

Zhao Xinmiao's cake is not big, but after a meal, it is still a bit greasy.

Shen Hui ate half of it when he went home, and ate the other half for supper at night, and he was satisfied.

Shen Hui discovered that Zhao Xinmiao seemed to have a little bit of talent in cooking.

She was lying on her girlfriend's lap, rubbing her swollen stomach, smelling Zhao Xinmiao's scent with her eyes closed, and said, "Miao Miao, you are such a good crafter, why don't you open a dessert shop."

Zhao Xinmiao only thought she was joking, "How can I open a shop?"

She had thought about opening a grocery store or something in a small county town before.

In fact, Zhao Xinmiao is a bit of a hoarder. She especially likes the feeling of piling up piles of things in the grocery store and then selling them one by one, or the feeling of using up each piece. When she used to rent a house, she I always have to restrain myself from this kind of desire. Now that I live with Shen Hui, the lives of both of them are taken care of by her, so she is much more generous when it comes to hoarding goods.

Shen Hui trusts her very much. Although she mentioned the bookkeeping when she first met her, she hasn't seen it once in the past few months. If she checks the books, she will find out that because of Zhao Xinmiao's habit of hoarding goods, Obviously, she is now responsible for the expenses of two people, but the actual living expenses have dropped slightly.

The so-called good wife and mother are nothing more than that.

Shen Hui also said it casually, but after she said it, she really thought about whether to open a store for Zhao Xinmiao.

She owns a shop. It's just over the university town of S City, not far from home. It takes half an hour by subway and ten minutes by car. The shop is not big, but it has dozens of square meters.

If you really want to open a shop, it will be very convenient no matter what you do with the support of nearby people.

But Zhao Xinmiao still had to take the exam now, so this thought flashed through her mind.

After Zhao Xinmiao got a higher diploma, I would ask her for her opinion.

……

Early the next morning, when Shen Hui went to work, Zhao Xinmiao came to the neighborhood supermarket, pushed the shopping cart to the bakery area.

Shen Hui is not particularly fond of sweets, but just like she occasionally craves spicy food, she also craves some not-so-sweet cakes or double-skin milk, and the ingredients at home are tossed by her It's almost done, Zhao Xinmiao decided to reserve a little more and learn a little more tricks.

She likes the feeling of cooking and baking. Watching the ingredients turn into exquisite food in her hands, she has an indescribable sense of accomplishment. Perhaps it is the memory of hunger in her childhood that made her have an indescribable paranoia about food. In short, every time she saw Shen Hui eating the food she made with relish, it was one of her happiest moments.

"This low-gluten flour can be used to make cakes. If it's high-gluten flour... make a meringue. Huhui seems to like to eat a little burnt. Butter... This one looks good, cocoa powder... light cream..."

While pushing the shopping cart, she added things to the cart.

I didn't pay attention to the road, and by this carelessness, I came into close contact with someone else's shopping cart.

Zhao Xinmiao hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, you're fine...Eh, Miss Zhao?"

"Miao Miao, you are here to buy things too!" The person who was bumped saw Zhao Xinmiao with a surprised expression on his face.

Sister Zhao, like Shen Hui, is also the nanny of a family in the community.

She is in her forties and is a nanny trained by a professional organization. She is warm and generous. At the beginning, Zhao Xinmiao was very inexperienced in shopping, and she was greedy for cheap things. She bought things at low prices, and met Zhao sister twice in a row. Afterwards, she gave her enthusiastic guidance and learned to buy more cost-effective things, and because both of them were surnamed Zhao and belonged to the same family, there was a faint sense of intimacy.

Sister Zhao's children are all studying in other places, and she works alone at the employer's house. Her employer seems to be the concubine of a big boss. At home, she is usually low-browed, taciturn, and has little chance to speak.

Most of the other nannies she knew worked in families that her employer knew, and they didn't dare to gossip when they chatted, for fear that the other nannies would show her off. After getting to know Zhao Xinmiao, she thought she was pretty but honest, so I love chatting with her.

"What are you buying here?" Sister Zhao looked into her shopping cart.

Zhao Xinmiao didn't mean to hide anything, and said directly: "Buy some things for baking, such as flour and cocoa powder."

Sister Zhao's eyes lit up immediately, "You can also make cakes. I saw the cake posted in your circle of friends yesterday. Could it be you who made it?"

Zhao Xinmiao said modestly: "The work of practicing hands is very ordinary."

"Oh, oh, you're being humble, aren't you? I think your cake is very beautiful, and it looks like a match for some in the shop outside! You must teach me when you have a chance! By the way, do you know how to If you want to make a cake, what kind of flour is better to buy, I have never touched it before, you know, our boss is going to give birth, and the lady boss wants to make a cake for him..."

She winked at Zhao Xinmiao, and Zhao Xinmiao, who knew the inside story, smiled slightly, guessing that the little wife wanted to take this opportunity to win her lover's heart.

Zhao Xinmiao doesn't care about how other people live. Since Sister Zhao asked, she didn't hesitate to know what she knew, and directly shared a copy of her shopping list with her.

When we parted, Sister Zhao was grateful to her, "Oh, I'm so lucky to have met you today, otherwise I wouldn't know what to do with myself. These flours are high-gluten, low-gluten, and creamy. They all look the same. If you want You didn’t say it, I didn’t even know there were so many details in it.”

Zhao Xinmiao only regarded this incident as a small episode in her life. After buying something and returning home, she started to develop new desserts, and soon developed small gadgets such as mousse cakes and egg tarts. Zheng Gao, so Shen Hui lived a life of bringing a pack of different bread or soda crackers to the office every day to make snacks.

Now, Shen Hui's office has almost become the favorite place for people in the company to go.

Because Zhao Xinmiao made a lot of snacks, Shen Hui bought a beautiful little basket and put fresh biscuits and bread on it every day, and anyone who came in could take a piece.

Shen Hui stepped out of the office door, only to find two people crowded outside, competing for a document.

"Oh, you sent the materials before, so I should go."

"How long ago was it before? Didn't you smell the smell? The biscuits made today are really delicious. I paid a dollar, and they definitely taste like caramel. My dear sister, let me deliver this information."

Seeing this scene, Shen Hui smiled in her heart. She crossed her arms and said, "What document, show me?"

The two of them didn't expect their boss to go out suddenly, and they were startled. When they saw Shen Hui, who was smiling but not smiling, one and the other suddenly looked sad, and handed over the document in aggrieved manner, "... Sister Hui."

The document wasn't any particularly important information. Shen Hui flipped through two pages, then folded them together and held them in his hands. Looking at the two helpless subordinates, he said, "Why haven't you guys been so active in showing me your presence in front of me before? What the hell is going on?"

The more courageous subordinate said: "Sister Hui, the reason for this is still on you. The small biscuits and buns you brought these two days are too delicious. We can smell them through the door. The brain is all food, so how can there be mind to work."

Shen Hui said: "Is it still my fault?"

Seeing her face change, the subordinate hurriedly smiled and said, "Don't dare."

Shen Hui laughed, these shameless people, she opened the door and said: "Okay, I know you are all hungry, bring the basket on my table and share it with everyone."

"Long live sister Hui."

The subordinates cheered, got into her office, brought out the basket containing the biscuits, carried them into the office and yelled: "Sister Hui has gone to the countryside to condolences to the masses, everyone has it, don't grab it, don't grab it, one piece for each person. "

A group of live treasures held their hearts together, carefully took the small biscuits in their hands, took a deep breath, and looked intoxicated, "Ah..."

Their performances were exaggerated, and Shen Hui purposely put on a straight face beside him, "It's alright, alright, just give me enough, it's like I abused you all!"

"Sister Hui, are you considering selling biscuits?!" A girl with a mouth full of biscuits asked loudly.

Shen Huidao: "Be careful of getting fat to death, I am a love biscuit, and the quantity is limited."

The others suddenly showed frustrated expressions.

Shen Hui, who was amused by a group of live treasures, was going to tell Zhao Xinmiao about it when she got home.

She is still very happy that the things made by her girlfriend are liked by others, and she has a sense of pride.

It's just that she didn't expect that just after she got home, she found that her girlfriend, who had always come out to greet her immediately, only said a word in the kitchen, and then continued humming. She didn't have the enthusiasm of jumping into her arms yesterday.

Shen Hui was inexplicably lost. She changed her shoes without hearing the sound of cooking. She walked to the kitchen and found that Zhao Xinmiao was decorating a cake with a pastry bag. She tiptoed over and hugged Zhao Xinmiao suddenly, frightened. Zhao Xinmiao shook his hand, and the mounting flower in his hand was crooked.

"Ah!" Zhao Xinmiao was startled, "What are you doing! You scared me to death—"

"Happy birthday... Who is this cake for?" Shen Hui remembered clearly that it wasn't her or Zhao Xinmiao's birthday these days, and she felt sour all of a sudden.

Hearing the sourness in her tone, Zhao Xinmiao said amusedly, "What kind of vinegar are you eating? This is a cake I made for a client."

"client?"

"Well, don't I know a person named Sister Zhao? She is also the nanny of a resident in our community. Her employer wants to make a cake for her boyfriend to celebrate his birthday, but it has been unsuccessful. When the day comes, I have to let Sister Zhao I went to the store to order one, and Sister Zhao asked me if I could do it."

Shen Hui asked, "How much do you charge?"

Zhao Xinmiao immediately became happy when he heard this: "The same cake in the store costs 390, I charge 98, and Sister Zhao takes [-]."

"It's okay," Shen Hui hung the bridge of her nose, "My Miao Miao is going to earn money to support the family, it seems that I can only be responsible for her beauty."

Zhao Xinmiao carefully repaired the mistake just now, and said ambitiously: "Just wait, one day I will let you know that I have contracted all the birthday cakes in this community!"