Pushing the door and entering, the wind chimes on the door frame made a crisp sound of "jingle bells", and Zhan Yi led him into the pastry room.
The imaginary conflict scene did not appear. The room was quiet and exquisite cakes were placed behind the glass display cabinet. It looked very attractive, but the room was empty.
"Why is no one here?" Lin You asked the people beside him softly, and Zhan Yi did indeed pull him forward, and then pressed a small bell at the glass exhibition.
"People may go to the back to cook the cakes." Zhan Yi pressed the small bell twice, making a loud noise, and at the same time communicating with Lin You in a low voice, "If you come out in a while, you don't need to be nervous. He is completely unaware of the transaction here, he is just the pastry chef here."
Lin You actually didn't believe this, because behind him was the army. How could Huo Depot not know it? Unless the pastry chef in the other party’s mouth is a new talent, it’s reasonable to be unaware, "How long has he been doing things here?"
"It's been four or five years." Zhan Yi said, the bell has stopped, he didn't press it any more, just waited quietly.
This is even more impossible. He is surrounded by mafia, and he can't move big men from all walks of life to make deals, right under his nose, would he not know it at all? What does Zhan Yi think.
Lin You expressed deep suspicion for his excuse.
I waited for a long time and didn't wait for anyone to come out. When Lin You had the heart to press the call bell again, Zhan Yi stopped him when he stretched out his hand, "Don't worry, he will come out in a while."
As if to cater to his words, as soon as his voice fell, there was already a voice shouting "wait! wait!" from the back end, accompanied by rapid footsteps.
"He's here." Zhan Yi said, quietly waiting for the other party's arrival, but at this moment the hand that had been holding Lin You was released.
After a trot, a man wearing a chef hat and an apron ran out from behind. It seemed that he was a few years younger than Lin You and the others. He looked like a college student and was handsome and sunny. Frozen, his gaze fell directly on Zhan Yi, with a bright smile of surprise, "Mr. Zhan! Why are you here."
This is... Chinese
The mandarin of the people here is really not a normal standard. While Lin You was shocked, she really felt that he really complied with his joke the other day: Has the whole country of Italy started to make a wave of Chinese? The pronunciation is really more accurate one by one.
"He is a student studying in Italy." Seeing that Lin You's expression was wonderful, Zhan Yi explained.
"Mr. Zhan, why are you here? It's really been a long time since I saw you." Wiping his hands with a wet towel on the side, the big boy greeted with a smile, and his upward tone revealed his joy, "I saw yesterday Young Master Yang came over and asked him, but he told me that you had something to do and didn't follow. I still feel a bit regretful that I didn't expect to let me see it today!"
"Yesterday, it was really a bit of a personal matter. No, I will bring a friend to see you today." Zhan Yi's expression is also unusually relaxed, and there is a smile between his brows.
How do you feel that the relationship between the two is unusual
Lin You silently looked back and forth between the two of them.
"It seems that the relationship between Mr. Zhan and your friend is really good, I am a little envious." The international student looked up and down Lin You, "I don't know what this gentleman is called?"
For a moment, he felt that the other person's eyes didn't look very friendly at him, but it flashed past. When he wanted to pay attention, the other party had already reached out his hand enthusiastically and friendly.
It may be that he subconsciously regards the other party as a lawbreaker, which is why I have a slight illusion.
Looking at the smile that was more sincere than Yang Shengxiu, it was easy for people to feel good. Reach out and shook hands with each other to show friendship.
"Let me introduce you to each other, Ayou, this is a top student from the University of Naples in Italy. He is currently working as a pastry chef here as a part-time job. His name is Qi Zi'an." Zhan Yi took the initiative to take up the job of introduction. Lin You, my former alumnus."
"Zi'an." Lin You nodded slightly and praised the other side, "I heard Zhanyi said that the pastries here are delicious, so I want to try it. I'm going to trouble you today."
"Come and see me, it's okay. Come and come, I will give you a stop, eat as much as you want today, and I will treat you." Qi Zi'an smiled, turned and returned to the glass counter, "You go and sit down, I'll give You take it over."
"Let's go, let's sit there." Zhan Yi led him to a small round table by the window. Three chairs were arranged around the round table. There was also a white vase on the table with flowers in style. The atmosphere is very good.
But his purpose is not simply to eat cakes, he has to find a way to go to the large warehouse behind.
"Don't even think about going to the back warehouse." Zhan Yi saw through his careful thinking, and said in a low voice: "Since Zi'an is the only one to watch the store today, it proves that there are'guests' visiting, and the time is wrong. , I'd better have some pastries and leave. We will come again tomorrow."
"Why? Isn't he in the store usually?" Lin You asked in a low voice with a little curiosity.
"En." Zhan Yi responded, looking at Qi Zi'an, who was busy holding a tray behind the glass display cabinet, and whispered: "There are usually some helpers in the shop, but those people are not like Zi'an. , They are the managers of the back warehouses, and they are also members of the Mafia, belonging to the Ifer family."
"If they are not here, it means that someone came to see the goods." Zhan Yi and Lin You continued to explain: "Only at this time will Zi'an be allowed to see the store alone."
This one is really kind.
"Zhan Yi..." Lin You stared at the figure who was still busy and said softly: "You said, people who have been here for four or five years will really not know what business is doing in the large warehouse behind them. ?"
It's been so long, Qi Zian is not a fool, hasn't he really noticed anything? He doesn't believe that those Mafia members can really do so well in secret work.
"He doesn't know." Zhan Yi shook his head.
"Are you so sure?" It's just a little awkward if you can't tell what's going on with this little emotion.
Zhan Yi hasn't replied yet, is Qi Zi'an already running over to a large tray of fresh pastries, "Come here, two, come and taste freshly baked Italian pastries."
First put the four-layer dessert tray in the middle of the table, and then use the clip to place the cakes in the tray in different positions one by one with a beautiful sense, and finally even a handful of flower petals.
This is the same as the royal afternoon tea.
Just looking at it is pleasing to the eye, and the smell is full of sweetness, making people embarrassed to reach out to spoil the scene.
Suppressing the urge to take pictures in his heart, he was still not very cold about desserts when he faced the tempting aroma of pastries, he couldn't help feeling that the gluttons in his stomach were hooked out.
"Don't froze, try it." Qi Zi'an smiled and pointed to one of the teacup cakes. "This is my favorite. Mr. Lin might as well try it first. You won't be able to stop after eating it. ."
I was thinking about being polite, but I didn’t expect that Zhan Yi was more proactive to help him by directly helping him take down the teacup cake and deliver it to the plate in front of him, “Try it, Zi’an’s craftsmanship is better than It’s not bad at all to start those chefs."
Listening to this slightly ostentatious tone, Lin You whispered back, "What you said is the same as what you often eat."
Qi Zian smiled even more when he heard this, and very affectionately moved towards Zhanyi's direction. It was an arrow that hugged each other, his face was very close, and he looked like "Brothers are good". , Blinked at Lin You, "Mr. Lin, don't you know? Don't look at Mr. Zhan, you also like desserts very much."
he? Dessert lovers
Lin You frowned slightly, staring at him with an incredible look. In his impression, he didn't seem to like sweets very much, right
"I'm telling the truth. When I first met Mr. Zhan, I didn't think the other person was like someone who likes sweets." Qi Zi'an was still laughing, but also let go of the other person's hand. "By the way, what do you want to drink? I'll make some drinks for you."
"Anything." Zhan Yi also took a piece from the snack plate.
"I can do it too." Lin You also replied.
"Okay, what about Mr. Zhan, I will give you the same way and get a cup of mocha, and Mr. Lin will make you a cup of cappuccino, how about?" Qi Zi'an asked.
Lin You nodded. He had no objection. Before and after the other party left the table, he immediately asked in a low voice, "Hey, why don't I know you still like desserts?"
"How is your sour tone?" Zhan Yi smiled in his eyes.
"Your illusion." Lin You snorted softly: "When did you turn to *for sweets? Why don't I know."
"I don't like to eat." Zhan Yi said: "Zi'an's craftsmanship is really good, you can taste it, these high points are not sweet and greasy compared to other stores."
Hey, co-authoring means that I don’t like desserts, but this Qi Zian’s hand-made is an exception
Hearing the very normal words, Lin You's ears changed a little bit, making him even more dissatisfied, and a sense of crisis suddenly emerged.
Damn, this Qi Zi'an won't be the second Yang Shengxiu, will he
This thought hovered uncontrollably in his mind.
No, no, no, you can't think about it this way. People Qi Zi'an and Yang Shengxiu are not the same type. They are still very friendly to themselves. If you think this way, it feels a bit too much to treat a gentleman like a villain.
This newly formed idea was immediately excluded from his mind.
With a deep sigh, he felt that he was going to be nervous around Zhan Yi, thinking a little too much.
He lowered his head, took a bite of the teacup cake, and just chewed it twice. Lin You was a bit stunned when the soft texture and sweet smell spread between his lips and teeth. ()