[Hunter] Natural black for selling desserts

Most people know that there is such a store to buy these, and many people come to buy them, which also drives the sales of desserts.

It has been nearly a month, and Xiaomi has finally realized how difficult it is to open a store by himself.I have to make desserts every night, and I have to get up early in the morning so that the students who go to school can buy toast and milk to fill their stomachs.

Qi Ya likes to eat sweets very much, and his understanding of desserts is almost as good as that of professional dessert chefs, so Xiaomi also asked Qi Ya to be his dessert consultant during the period of time in the Sky Arena.

"I'm sorry to disturb everyone's eating time, but please do me a favor, please," Xiaomi said with an apologetic smile, holding a stack of A6 white papers, handing out the papers to the customers present, and then giving them to each other. He drew a black pen, "Can you draw the most ideal dessert pattern in everyone's mind? I hope to satisfy customers' preferences to the greatest extent."

A customer wearing glasses asked: "Although I am happy to help, why not express it in a more concise and understandable way like words."

"Because sometimes what you think in your heart can't be expressed in words at all." Xiaomi was not ambiguous when answering such questions.

When Xiaomi passed by a strange customer full of pins, he approached him in surprise and smiled, "The mysterious life form on the cake is so cute!"

"Click click." He cooperatively wrote the word "brother" next to the mysterious life form.

Xiaomi was even more surprised, "He's such a good brother, but is it okay to draw such an ugly picture? Maybe it's very similar."

After that, she turned to other customers to check, and since then she has never seen that customer appear again.

-TBC-

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second cake

"You should know about us, Miss Xiaomi."

Talking about business at the round table in the open-air coffee shop, the person talking is the well-dressed and seemingly polite man sitting opposite Xiaomi.

The man wiped the cold sweat on his forehead with a handkerchief, waiting for Xiaomi's response.

"The dessert chef of Xianghua (the dessert shop on B Street) was killed in a car accident when he went out to celebrate. No one in the industry knew about it. Does it matter to me?" Xiaomi said politely, with a look of regret on the surface.

"I have tasted your desserts, and your cake tastes the closest to Xianghua's, so I hope you can provide cakes for Xianghua for a long time." The man frowned, as if making a very difficult decision.

"Really?!" Xiaomi stood up happily and bowed happily, "It's great to be appreciated by Boss Xianghua, I will provide you with the best cake!"

"Alright then," the man quickly stood up and said, "Can you hand over 200 small cakes in two days?"

"Okay!" After calming down, Xiaomi asked seriously, "Is it really just because the little cake I made tastes like Xianghua's?"

The man wiped his sweat, "And it's because you have a good brother."

The man left in a hurry without saying goodbye, and Xiaomi stood there blankly, not knowing what expression to make.

"Let me just say, why would Xianghua need a novice to provide cakes, he would really do superfluous things." Xiaomi smiled self-deprecatingly.

Xiaomi shrugged indifferently, paid for the coffee he didn't drink, and headed home.

The loan is intended to be repaid next year, so if there is business now, it will naturally be accepted, but if the business is obtained through my brother, it doesn't matter.

She just hopes to live an ordinary life and complete the life goals she has set.

When I returned to the store, I didn't take away the sign with the word "rest" hanging outside the door. I went directly to the cash register and picked up the only communication tool, the landline, and immediately dialed my brother's mobile phone number.

After a few beeps, the phone connected, [Xiaomi, it's so rare that you will call me. ]

"Isn't this the purpose of my brother? I want to stand firm in this society with my own strength, there is no need to rely on you!"

[You can’t do it, this world is a world where the weak prey on the strong, no matter how hard you try, the world will not change his appearance,] the other party’s voice is still so loud, and he guides his sister to get rid of that childish thinking with great patience, [No matter how many years pass, you will need my help. ]

"According to the agreement, we will survive as two individuals, and use our own lives to prove our point of view, so I don't need your help!" Xiaomi hung up the phone angrily, with unquenchable anger in his heart.

What Xiaomi advocates is the equality among human beings. Although this view is ridiculous and mentally retarded, this is what Xiaomi firmly believes and she wants to create this kind of equality.

However, what the elder brother advocates is the idea that the strong prey on the weak, the strong must be above the weak, and strength determines everything. This makes Xiaomi very dissatisfied, and their outlook on life and values ​​run counter to each other.

Xiaomi is also very depressed, why can he always quarrel with his brother.

Right now, he is in a rage, and if someone messes with Xiaomi, he is asking for trouble.

"Hey, don't you do business?"

When Xiaomi heard the sound, he looked up and saw three people in strange clothes standing outside, looking at the sign marked "rest", hesitating whether to enter or not.She couldn't help but secretly sneered, good guy, the air suppressor came to the door by itself.

"I'm sorry, the sign that was put up for business is now open for business." Xiaomi opened the door for them with a usual kind smile.

"That's it." The girl in the short white kimono replied coldly and went in to find a seat.

"I said there must be an air conditioner inside." The man in the pharaoh's suit said leisurely on a hot day.

"Tch." A certain dwarf who would never have seen Xiaomi if he looked straight up followed behind.

After the three of them went in, Xiaomi still didn't take down the sign hanging outside.

"What do the guests need?" Xiaomi asked naturally, as if he had never lost his temper before.

"Three servings of ice cream." The girl said coldly.

"Ok!"

Xiaomi went to the ice cream machine and got three cups of original flavor, and specially put a cherry on one of them as a decoration.Then the cup with cherries was given to the dwarf, and the man pretending to be a pharaoh smiled and patted the dwarf on the back when he saw the difference.

"Affiy is really attractive."

"Tch." The dwarf called A Fei didn't particularly care.

"It's not a question of charm, I'm generally good to children!" Xiaomi smiled sweetly, "What's more, it's such a cute child!"

"Woman, do you want to die?" The dwarf frowned and cried in a low voice. As expected, this was his minefield.

How could Xiaomi provoke them so obviously? He must let them take the initiative to provoke him, which would be more conducive to his normal performance.

"No one would want to die, right? This question is really funny, 1, 5, 5." Xiaomi changed his gentleness before, squinted his eyes slightly and looked down at the short man, and read out his height accurately.

"Ah, ah, I thought she would be a very cute little girl, but I didn't expect that she would seek death like that." The man pretending to be a pharaoh said helplessly, feeling that killing was as normal as eating for him.

Without a certain degree of confidence, Xiaomi would naturally not provoke these people. From the very beginning when he came in, he could clearly smell the faint smell of blood on their bodies. If it wasn't for the guy who killed people often, he wouldn't have this smell.

This world is the law of the jungle, which is nothing to admit, but Xiaomi still insists on his point of view.

The girl in the short white kimono frowned her beautiful eyebrows, for some reason she was a little worried about Feitan.

Fei Tan stood up and narrowed his eyes dangerously and said, "I'm really not afraid of death, woman."

"Puff, I don't think I will be killed by the little one 155," he said jokingly while reaching out to stroke his dark blue hair, "What a small one~"

Finx whistled excitedly, "Little girl! If you are still alive, I will definitely give you a thumbs up!"

It was even more embarrassing for Fei Tan to be told by his companions, half of his face was already covered by the high collar, but now his face was half black because of anger, and he couldn't see his face at all.

Fei Tan pulled out a black umbrella out of nowhere and stabbed at it, but was caught firmly by Xiaomi.

Finx: "Hey, Ah Fei, you are too polite, maybe it's under control."

Fei Tan: "Tsk."

Xiaomi: "Haha, is this umbrella going to be given to me?"

He let go of the umbrella and swept her legs sideways, but he didn't expect that he was the one who got caught instead, maybe because of lack of strength, Xiaomi didn't move at all.

"Because I'm too short, I can only win the game," Xiaomi seemed to have thought of something, and raised his hands above his head happily, "Hey! 155! Come and give me a high five!"

Xiaomi's height is 172cm, saying such words will definitely be regarded as mocking Feitan's height.

Fei Tan punched him with a black face without saying a word, but she simply turned her head and dodged it.

Xiaomi happily picked him up and put him on the cash register, grabbed his hands that were about to resist, and ignored the increasingly heavy and dangerous atmosphere around him approaching his ears, breathed ambiguously into his ears and said with a low gaze : "You, who are always strong, rarely feel this kind of frustration."

"Damn it! Dead woman!" Feitan kicked her in the stomach, jumped off the cash register and returned to the safer area where Finx was.

"Fintan?" Finks called out in confusion.

"Let's go." March politely got up and left.

Feitan glared at her unwillingly and left with low pressure. Finks didn't understand the situation.