Baguettes and Macarons

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If Yu Chen was asked to find Jean-Luc by himself, he would definitely not be able to find him.But unfortunately, Jean-Luc would come to the bakery every evening to look for cheaply processed bread, and Yu Chen just recently developed the habit of coming to the bakery every evening to enjoy a glass of bio milk and a macaron for afternoon tea.

At that time, Louis just pushed the mobile shelf to the door, and Yu Chen had just laughed at the fact that the bread he made with bio ingredients was used for charity in the end. Jean-Luc rushed to the shelf and hugged two baguettes. They bumped into Yu Chen's desk while pushing each other.

The Oriental grabbed his arm quickly and said with a friendly smile, "Hi, sir, we meet again."

Jean-Luc shrank his neck, pretending to be confused, and said, "You've got the wrong person, sir."

"How come?" Yu Chen pointed to his face with a smile, "Although I am an oriental, not all Asians can't distinguish the appearance of white people. I remember very clearly that you are the one who asked me to pay for the clothes. -Luke?"

As soon as this remark came out, the children in the store who hadn't left burst into laughter, and one of them made a grimace and said, "Jean-Luc, are you going to touch porcelain on the street again?"

Jean-Luc blushed, shook off Yu Chen's hand, and muttered, "So what? Do you have the right to criticize me?"

"We really don't have the qualifications, and we don't have half a dozen younger brothers!"

"I don't have to wear the same old clothes I picked up on the street for half a year!"

Admittedly, at this time, it was not the children of rich families who went into the bakery to buy and process bread, but most of them were reasonably well-fitting, except for Jean-Luc's sleeves and trouser legs hanging comically at the knuckles, showing his long hands and long feet.Obviously the clothes were not his own.

Yu Chen glanced at the stains all over his body, and interjected seemingly unintentionally: "Gentlemen, I think it's just because Jean-Luc grows too fast. It seems that he will grow very tall in the future."

Because this topic was provoked by him, Jean-Luc didn't take him out of the siege, and spat fiercely: "It's best not to let me see you in the future, or you will look good."

Yu Chen smiled instead of anger: "I'm here to pay for your clothes. After you get the clothes, if you don't want to see me, I won't go to you. My shop is right next door, and the samples were almost done yesterday. Well, why don't we try it now."

"Are you a tailor?" Jean-Luc asked suspiciously.

"It's not exactly a tailor, I can only do a little needlework." Yu Chenfeng said calmly, "My staff is in charge of making the clothes, and they were just delivered to the store yesterday, just waiting for you to try them on. "

The fur kids looked at each other, and some of them whistled.Nowadays, there are fewer and fewer tailors who make handmade clothes, and most of them work in clothing stores, and they are no longer the profession of selling cheap clothes in the streets and alleys in the past.The treatment of tailoring clothes is already exclusive to the rich, and these suburban children naturally have not enjoyed it.

"How can there be such a free pie?" Jean-Luc clicked his tongue. "You are holding a grudge against what happened yesterday, and you want to take revenge! I won't go with you."

Yu Chen said regretfully, "Really? That's fine, but I still have something to say." He stood up, whispered something to Jean-Luc, and said with a smile, "How, have you changed your mind? "

Jean-Luc's face became even redder, and it took a long time to squeeze out a few syllables through his teeth: "I'll go with you now."

But now Yu Chen sat back and leisurely unfolded the World News in his hand: "No hurry, it's afternoon tea time, I don't work. Please sit down."

Jean-Luc stiffened his neck and refused to be led by the nose. He stood silently by the table and ignored the other people's naughty jokes.Because of the uninterested reaction of these two people, the children gradually lost interest, and they fought and went home with bread.

Louis used a broom to beat away the last few thieves who were lingering in the shop, trying to steal the bread in disorder, closed the shop door, and asked, "What's the matter with you, Jean-Luc?"

Jean-Luc glared at him bitterly, but said nothing.On the contrary, Yu Chen turned over a page of the newspaper, and replied casually: "Yesterday, this gentleman blackmailed me for recording. If he doesn't come with me, I will hand over the recording to the police station. Even if he is a minor—— By the way, I would like to ask, how old are you?"

"Fourteen." Jean-Luc looked at his face, "Why don't you think I'm young, and don't bother with me? You see, I can't do anything."

Yu Chen said to himself: "A 14-year-old's head is too short, is it malnutrition?" He put down the newspaper and pushed the untouched glass towards Jean-Luc, "I don't want to drink milk anymore, Just drink it for me."

Jean-Luc said in horror: "What's in this milk, narcotics? Are you trying to anesthetize me and cut off my organs to sell? I'd rather go to the police station."

"This milk belongs to my family. I don't have anything. Don't talk nonsense." Louis interjected and hit him on the head from behind. "I dare say that there are narcotics in my milk. Do you still want to buy baguettes?"

Jean-Luc grinned and said, "I'm not talking about you, can you act like a persecution paranoid!"

Louie was furious and twisted him around with his broom.After watching the farce on the ground, the old god Yu Chen explained: "This is just a glass of milk. I think you are too short. When you grow your body, you should drink more milk to grow taller."

Jean-Luc continued: "You are right, sir. You see, my brother and I are going to grow up, but we can't even drink milk, so we are forced to ask you for money. You just Forgive me. I have no strength, and my body is not healthy. Whether it is doing coolies or selling organs, I am worthless."

Yu Chen couldn't help laughing: "Do I look like a human trafficker?"

Louis, who had just put away his broom, said in a bad mood: "It looks very similar. The villain in the movie is not like you. He wears suits and leather shoes, wears glasses, and speaks in a strange way."

Jean-Luc laughed out loud, and only after laughing did he realize that he still had something to hold in Yu Chen's hands, so he quickly covered his mouth.

Yu Chen put down the newspaper: "... Please drink this glass of milk."

Forced by his coercion, Jean-Luc had no choice but to walk over, holding his breath and drinking the milk in one breath, lay down on the ground, and shouted: "If my kidney is sold, Please give at least five hundred euros of it to my family, please."

Yu Chen flipped through the newspaper again, leaving him lying on the ground.The latter lay with his eyes closed for a long time without feeling any discomfort, so he sat up and asked doubtfully, "Are you really alright?"

Louis sneered and said, "What's the matter? If you two want to make trouble, go to your own store. I'm closing, so go."

Yu Chen finished reading the last page of the cultural page before folding the newspaper, picked up his briefcase, and wiped the bread crumbs on the parts that connect with the tables and chairs with a handkerchief. Louis's teeth itch with hatred. .

I don't know whether it's luck or misfortune, but he is not the only one who grinds his teeth.When Jean-Luc saw him standing up, his teeth began to fight as if he were about to face the death penalty.He looked at Louis with pleading eyes: "Can you accompany me?"

Louis sneered: "I don't have any blackmail recordings. Farewell, Jean-Luc."

Jean-Luc made an indecent gesture to him, and followed Yu Chen out dejectedly.Louis hesitated for a moment, but followed him to clean up the counter, locked the store door and followed.

He wasn't worried about Jean-Luc's safety, but just curious about what tricks Yu Chen could come up with.

Yu Chen walked in front with his waist straight, and went to open his shop.Louis followed behind, and couldn't help noticing that his suit was very straight and fit, without any excess volume, and the precise tailoring just narrowed the waistline, outlining an arrogant and beautiful curve.Compared with the useless suits of the down-and-out employees on this street, what he was wearing seemed to be another kind of clothing.

Jean-Luc obviously thought of this too, pointing to the photos of models in suits and leather shoes in the window and said: "Sir, if you want to make me a suit, I really don't need it. For the suburbs, a suit is the most useless thing." something."

Yu Chen opened the door and gestured for them to come in: "I know, please come in."

The interior decoration of his store is not exactly the same as the door face. Although the main color is black and white, the decorations and furniture in the store are all graceful red, which is a bit warmer than the door face.Yu Chen took off his coat, hung it on a classic hanger that matched the wallpaper, and casually pointed to the sofa: "Please sit down."

Facing the never-before-seen classical decoration, Jean-Luc was unusually cautious, only daring to sit on the footrest of the beauty.Yu Chen didn't correct his mistake, but walked straight into the velvet curtain next to the sofa, and soon pushed a person out.

It was a teenage avatar on the smaller side, but still much taller than the malnourished Jean-Luc.The mannequins were wearing a set of shirts and shorts, but they were all strange-looking white cloth.Jean-Luc yelled strangely: "I didn't say that, these clothes are not as good as old clothes sold by the catty at Grandma Mary's."

Yu Chen said in a good-tempered manner: "This is a sample dress, made of white fabric. After you try it on, we will remake it with a formal accident after you try it on. Go to the fitting room and try it on first."

Jean-Luc was dubiously pushed into the fitting room by him. After a while, he came out stroking his hair, and said shyly, "Although the color of this dress is a bit weird, it's quite comfortable."

Although the clothes were a bit bulky, the length was just right, not as ridiculous as the old clothes he wore before.Yu Chen was dissatisfied with the result, walked up quickly, pulled out the tape measure, and began to measure Jean-Luc's size: "I didn't expect you to be so thin, and the size is far from my visual measurement."

Jean-Luc said with a playful smile, "This is already the clothes that fit me best, why don't you just let me wear it now."

Yu Chen knelt on the ground on one knee, fixed his trousers with a bead needle, and said with a smile: "That's not acceptable, letting customers walk away with imperfect and defective products is against my professional ethics. Don't move around, I After modifying the tailoring of the clothes, you take it off again, so that I can take it to the tailor to modify, and now bear with it."

He wears expensive tailored suits, and now he's half-kneeling to have a slum punk tailored.For some reason, Louis' eyes fixed on his knees, staring at the tiny folds for a long time.