The next attraction is a famous celebrity’s former residence in Beijing.
Of course, Lin Yi had never heard of this celebrity.
Nowadays, many celebrities’ former residences are inexplicably like this.
"Dad, why is the roof of this house like this?" Wanwan said sweetly.
Lin Yi followed Xiao Wanwan's line of sight and saw a house with red bricks inlaid on the roof and surrounded by four-slope houses, which looked classical and elegant.
"Do you like it?"
Wanwan shook her head and said, "I still like my house."
Lin Yi smiled faintly and pulled Wanwan forward.
The area around Yuyuan Road is not entirely filled with former residences of celebrities. There are many other small shops, including restaurants, antique shops, and cultural relics shops.
Of course, the most common ones are coffee shops and tea shops.
Every day, many people go to nearby cafes or teahouses, order a cup of coffee or tea, pick up a book, and read all day long.
This is a favorite place for many urban men and women in Beijing.
Time flew by unknowingly, and in the blink of an eye it was evening.
Little Wanwan kept complaining that she was hungry, so Lin Yi had to take her around to look for a place to eat.
"Go there, there!" Wanwan's eyes lit up, and she pulled Lin Yi's hand hard in one direction.
Lin Yi looked up and found that it was a restaurant called "Mr. Good".
The restaurant seems to be a cake shop. You can smell the strong milky aroma from ten meters away.
No wonder Xiao Wanwan is so excited about this store.
After entering the store, Lin Yi remembered a piece of food called Napoleon Cake recommended by netizens.
So we just ordered one each.
This Napoleon cake is actually mille-feuille, but compared with mille-feuille, it tastes better and its form is more advanced.
The puff pastry gives it a crisp texture, with a layer of cream and fruit jam in the middle.
The blueberry Napoleon cake has delicious blueberries in the middle.
Lin Yi remembered that Chen Qiangwei had made food similar to this Napoleon cake several times, but the taste was always worse.
Chen Qiangwei is a loyal fan of Napoleon cake. She has looked for various recipes on the Internet, but the results were mediocre.
Because every time this thousand-layer puff pastry is made, it must be eaten as soon as possible otherwise it will become soft and lose its crispy taste.
The Napoleon cake in this store can be kept for a long time and still maintains its taste when you eat it again.
Lin Yi secretly thought that if Chen Qiangwei came, she would definitely grab the shop owner's hand and ask for the secret of Napoleon Cake.
But you definitely can’t get it.
After all, this is the store’s secret.
The soft crispy crust, the sweet and sour blueberries and the delicious cream, each one is Wanwan’s favorite, and little Wanwan’s cheeks are plump from eating so much.
"Little foodie!" Lin Yi looked at him and shook his head slightly.
After a while, the big cake was finished by Xiao Wanwan, and her belly was visibly bulging.
"tasty!"
Wanwan rubbed her belly contentedly and smiled shyly. She probably knew that she was too absorbed in eating.
"Wipe your mouth." Lin Yi used a tissue to wipe Xiao Wanwan's mouth.
"By the way, Dad and Mom, they also like this cake. We made a lot of it at home last time. Do you want to buy one for Mom too?" Wanwan thought of her mother at home.
Lin Yi showed a little joy. He didn't expect that this little thing still cared about Chen Qiangwei. It turned out that his love for her was not in vain.