Chapter 282 Setting Conditions
When others have nothing to do, they might read books or listen to music, but Lu Zuofan's hobby is baking at home.
Even Pei Muye was unaware of this.
After all, he cooks at home by himself, and his family eats the food he makes.
When Qu Jingyou asked this, Lu Zuofan was a little embarrassed, so he said that he made it with the housekeeper.
Hearing him say that, Qu Jingyou said, "I knew it, how could you possibly do this?"
"What if I know how to do it?"
"Even if you can make it, you're probably a beginner," Qu Jingyou said. "Like this one today, you can tell it's from someone who's been baking for a long time because it's so delicious. It tastes better than anything I've had in stores before. You must be someone who studies baking a lot."
"Then I'll take that as a compliment."
"Who praised you? I praised your housekeeper."
"What if I did it?"
"I don't believe it!"
"Then how will it take you to believe me?" Lu Zuofan coaxed gently, "Come to my house, and I'll show you in person."
Qu Jingyou genuinely didn't believe it.
Her eyes darted around. "Okay! But I have to go on one condition."
"Go ahead," Lu Zuofan said. "I'll agree to any conditions."
"Really? No taking it back!"
Lu Zuofan chuckled: "I won't go back on my word. With you, I will always keep my word. I will never break what I promise you."
"Okay!" Qu Jingyou immediately perked up: "I'll go to your house right now! If you can really make that cake, and it has to be made by you alone..."
"How did I turn it out?"
"Let's not talk about how well you do it, but if you can't do it, our three-month agreement is null and void, and you can't bother me anymore! The condition is that you can't check my phone, and you can't let anyone help you. You have to do it yourself!"
"What if I could make it?"
"Let's continue with the three-month agreement."
"It sounds like I'm the one who's at a disadvantage! If I can't make it, I can't bother you, and if I do make it, it's still the same as before. Isn't that a bit unfair to me?"
"So what do you want?" Qu Jingyou considered herself a reasonable and good child: "You can make a request."
She firmly believed that Lu Zuofan could not have done it.
Even if he knew a little about baking, she had seen the housekeeper at home do it before, and she always weighed the ingredients while looking at her phone.
This weighs a few grams, that weighs tens of grams, there are specific proportions.
Who could possibly remember that?
Therefore, Qu Jingyou was very confident that she could win.
Lu Zuofan asked, "Are any conditions acceptable?"
Qu Jingyou rolled her eyes at him: "Don't you know what conditions you can ask for? If they're too outrageous, I definitely can't agree to them."
Lu Zuofan thought for a moment and said, "Then, if I can do it, you can meet with me once a day for at least two hours. If something comes up on a particular day, you can add it to the next day, making it four hours in total. Is that okay with you?"
"You wish!"
"Is this outrageous? Besides, didn't you think I couldn't possibly make it?"
"You can't just make things up like that. I see you for two hours every day, do you have that much nerve?"
"How long can you accept that?"
"Half an hour, I guess," Qu Jingyou said casually, since she didn't think Lu Zuofan could win anyway: "Half an hour is too easy for you."
Lu Zuofan chuckled: "Okay."
"Let's go then!"
"Not practicing driving anymore?"
"What if you secretly check my phone while I'm practicing driving?!"
Lu Zuofan handed the phone to her: "Then you keep it safe!"
Qu Jingyou was now a little doubtful: "You really know how to do it?"
How will you know if you don't look?
"Let's go now. We can talk about driving practice another day!"
If she wins, she won't have to deal with Lu Zuofan for the next two months.
"good."
Qu Jingyou held his phone to prevent him from cheating.
Thinking that she would win immediately cheered me up.
Lu Zuofan didn't expect to bring Qu Jingyou home so easily.
On the way, Qu Jingyou didn't want to talk to him.
Lu Zuofan coaxed her into chatting, and once the conversation turned to something she was interested in, Qu Jingyou would go on and on.
Once she realized she was getting excited, she would snort, get angry, and stop talking.
Lu Zuofan's heart felt as sweet and soft as if it were soaking in a honey pot.
This is a feeling I've never had before.
Upon arriving at Lu Zuofan's villa, Qu Jingyou suddenly changed her mind.
She said, "Who knows how many women you've brought back? It's disgusting. I'm not going to your house."
Lu Zuofan was relieved that he had spent the night in hotels with those women in the past.
He doesn't have the habit of bringing women home.
They may subconsciously feel that these women don't deserve to be in their home.
Although he is not qualified to judge others.
But at least today, he has the confidence to say: "There is no one else but you."
"What's the meaning?"
“I’ve dated quite a few women before, but I’ve never brought them home, not even once.”
"How can I believe you? A man's words are always deceitful." Qu Jingyou said, then realized, "You're not my boyfriend. Who you bring home is none of my business. Why would I think you're dirty? Let's go!"
Her words made Lu Zuofan uncomfortable.
He really likes Qu Jingyou being able to act cute, act spoiled, and get jealous with him.
This is something he would never have tolerated from those women before.
But Qu Jingyou is an option.
But they don't care.
The two entered the villa. It was the first time the aunt had seen Lu Zuofan bring someone home. Before she could say anything, Lu Zuofan said, "Auntie, you should go back to your room first. Don't come out unless it's absolutely necessary."
Soon, only the two people remained in the large living room.
Lu Zuofan wanted to entertain her a little more, but Qu Jingyou said directly, "Let's start now, don't waste time."
Lu Zuofan had no choice but to take her to the restaurant.
The restaurant island is very large, with several machines placed in the middle.
Lu Zuofan took an apron and, while tying it on, asked her, "What do you want to eat?"
"Can I order anything?"
“Sure,” Lu Zuofan said. “If it’s something I haven’t done before, just let me take a look.”
Qu Jingyou asked, "Do you have all the ingredients at home?"
"They have almost everything."
Qu Jingyou was a little unsure: "Are you really sure you can do it?"
"I only do it normally."
Qu Jingyou snorted and said, "Then I want to eat egg tarts, soufflés, soy milk boxes, and durian mille-feuille."
"Can."
"It will be all right?"
Lu Zuofan started preparing things and hummed in agreement.
He took the tart shells out of the refrigerator, set them aside, and then went to prepare the egg tart filling.
Qu Jingyou asked, "Logically speaking, the egg tart crusts should also be made fresh."
“That would be a bit more troublesome,” Lu Zuofan said. “How about we make you a few egg tarts first, so you can eat them while you wait?”
Egg tarts are arguably the simplest baked good.
Egg yolks, sugar, milk, and heavy cream are mixed together in the correct proportions, then strained to make the most common egg tart filling.
Pour the batter into tart shells and bake in a preheated oven for less than twenty minutes.
Lu Zuofan asked her, "Would you like to add yellow peaches or blueberries?"
Watching his skillful operation, Qu Jingyou hesitated a bit: "Let's add it."
She couldn't help but ask, "Are you really sure you can do this?"
"You saw it with your own eyes, and you still don't believe me?"
"I just can't quite believe it..."
How could a grown man like him do such a thing?
Moreover, he's a big CEO; who would have thought he'd also make desserts in his private life?
That's quite a contrast.
Qu Jingyou also noticed that Lu Zuofan was very talkative, whether in the car or when they met in person.
But when he was making desserts, he fell silent.
The man was wearing only a shirt, with the sleeves rolled up to his forearms, and his fingers were long and slender.
The apron tied around his waist accentuated his slender figure, and the folds in his shirt, as he moved, exuded a touch of nobility.
It's said that working men are the most charming.
Actually, a focused man is the most attractive.
No, that's not quite right. It should be said that whether you're a man or a woman, you look good when you're doing something seriously.
Lu Zuofan is the same.
As I said before, putting all that aside, Lu Zuofan has a handsome appearance.
His eyes were lowered, his thick eyelashes casting a small shadow under the light.
A high, straight nose bridge—the kind of nose that some people online describe as "so high you could slide down it."
His thin lips were slightly pursed, which was probably a habit of his when he was serious about his work.
A strong and defined jawline outlines the attractive curve of a man's profile.
The morning sunlight streamed in through the floor-to-ceiling window, casting a long shadow on him.
Qu Jingyou was initially a little unaccustomed to his quiet demeanor.
After observing him for a while, my attention was drawn to the movements of his hands.
Men seem to do everything in an orderly and unhurried manner.
Separate the egg whites and yolks, whip the egg whites, pour the heavy cream into another container, and add the batter that was prepared at some unknown time.
Qu Jingyou smelled a special fragrance.
He brought a fresh durian, and wearing gloves, he peeled it open. Every segment of flesh was plump and abundant, a fruit that countless people considered a token of gratitude.
He placed the fresh fruit pulp on a plate before looking at Qu Jingyou: "Want some?"
Qu Jingyou doesn't really like eating durian on its own, but she loves all kinds of desserts related to durian.
Just like with raising dogs, Qu Jingyou's mother absolutely hates the smell of durian.
Therefore, Qu Jingyou has never eaten any durian-related foods at home.
She shook her head: "I want to eat durian mille-feuille."
"soon."
After the man finished speaking, he lowered his head and continued operating the machine.
He took out a frying pan, poured in the thin batter, just a thin layer, and it quickly took shape.
To Qu Jingyou's somewhat surprised look, a pancake was ready.
Qu Jingyou felt that he did a lot very quickly.
Then she took out another round object, which Qu Jingyou didn't even know the name of, and put it on the cakes.
This is to remove the irregular edges of the pancake, making it rounder and more uniform.
The heavy cream is whipped to stiff peaks.
Lu Zuofan added various fruits to the egg tarts and then continued baking.
After the pancakes cooled completely, he began making the durian mille-feuille.
Layer upon layer of cream and durian.
This was the first time Qu Jingyou had ever witnessed the production process firsthand.
From initial skepticism to surprise, and then to being impressed.
She never expected that Lu Zuofan would actually do it.
The durian mille-feuille is done, and the egg tarts are baked too.
Lu Zuofan placed the two items in front of her: "Eat first, and wait while I make the rest."
Although Qu Jingyou saw it, she would only know how it tasted after she tasted it.
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