Chapter 18

Chapter 18

Did this person bring an umbrella before?

"Yes, it's free for a limited time during the event..."

Before Xiao Yue could finish her words, there was a sound of rain falling from the awning above her head without any warning, and large raindrops just fell down.

Therefore, Fu Xunzhou did not hear her last sentence, or rather, he only heard the word "yes", and his hand holding the chopsticks stopped.

Xiao Yue walked to the outside of the awning and saw that the rain was coming in with great force and was getting heavier and heavier.

She sighed softly, feeling lucky that the peak period had passed and there would be no more customers coming. She could close the shop after the last person left.

I just don't know when this rain will stop...

"Thanks."

Just as she was thinking, Xiao Yue heard a low voice coming from behind her. She turned around and met the man's cold face.

Xiao Yue knew what he was thanking her for, but since this dish was given unconditionally to new guests, it seemed a bit too polite.

She couldn't help but smile: "You have a light taste, so this dish should suit your appetite. But you came late today, otherwise you might like the black pepper mashed potatoes."

Xiao Yue chatted casually when he was free, but the man nodded solemnly after listening.

"I'll come earlier tomorrow."

Xiao Yue was stunned. He didn't expect this man to be so serious. He glanced at the rain outside and said sincerely, "Okay, you can come anytime. It would be best if it doesn't rain."

Otherwise, how can she run her business?

Fortunately, although there are not more people today than yesterday, there are more than the day before yesterday. I conservatively earned 6,000 points.

Therefore, Xiao Yue was not in a bad mood. He picked up the rag and started to clean up the dirty dishes from other tables.

But she always felt that the man was looking at her, and every time she looked back, he was eating slowly.

Xiao Yue thought it was just an illusion. After all the dishes in the front yard were put away, he began to feel hungry.

Well... a few days ago when the shop was just opened, she would eat some breakfast to fill her stomach. Now she is used to it and if she is not hungry, she simply does not eat. She mainly follows her heart.

Even if you travel through time, this is a common problem that cannot be changed.

It is never good to eat in front of guests. Xiao Yue thought about it and decided to make some snacks so that he could fill his stomach when he was hungry the next day or the day after tomorrow.

Seeing that she went to the kitchen, Fu Xunzhou withdrew his gaze and continued to eat the food on the table.

Normally, he would feel nauseous after eating a few bites, but now the more he ate, the more he wanted to eat, and he felt a long-lost sense of comfort in his stomach.

Fu Xunzhou couldn't help but feel dazed. As he slowly swallowed the food in his mouth, he heard a sound in his ears.

His eyes sharpened and he looked accurately behind the tree in the yard.

I don't know when Alin arrived, and he was making faces behind the tree, full of condemnation and worry.

Fu Xunzhou turned a blind eye, lowered his head with a calm expression, and slowly picked up the crispy duck with taro paste.

Ah Lin: “……?”

In the kitchen.

Xiao Yue added enough white sugar and a small amount of salt to the softened butter and mixed all three together evenly.

She didn't plan to spend too much time making these, so she just planned to make the simplest milk biscuits.

But once he started, he got interested. Besides, he had plenty of points and it didn't take much time, so Xiao Yue simply made three flavors.

Milk, matcha, chocolate.

The previous steps are the same. After mixing everything in the bowl evenly, add starch. Then add milk powder, matcha powder, cocoa powder, etc. according to taste and knead into dough.

There are six baking trays in the oven. Xiao Yue greased a little oil on her hands, pinched the dough into small pieces of equal size, rolled them into balls, and placed them neatly on the trays, pressing down slightly in the middle...

When the flat little cookies appeared on the baking tray, Xiao Yue put them into the oven.

Soon, a rich aroma of pastries spread throughout the kitchen.

Xiao Yue left the biscuits outside to cool naturally, and couldn't help but eat one. It was so hot that he could hardly hold his hand. After he finished eating, he walked out and saw the black figure in the yard at a glance.

He was sitting on a stone bench, his body as straight as a bamboo, his temperament indifferent and aloof.

Xiao Yue paused, noticed that there was still some food left on the table, and turned to look at the weather.

The rain was still falling, and this man was probably taking shelter from the rain.

But it was almost fifteen minutes from the time Xiao Yue entered the kitchen to the time he came out. This speed of eating... was quite elegant.

As if he heard her footsteps, Fu Xunzhou looked over, and the aura of keeping strangers away became gentle as if an illusion, and his tone was exceptionally soft.

"I smell the fragrance from the kitchen. Is the girl cooking?"

Xiao Yue nodded, and as he walked to the food area, he answered casually, "I'm making some snacks."

dessert?

The smell had already spread from the kitchen, it was so fragrant, was it just a dessert?

Fu Xunzhou thought about it and said: "It tastes so fragrant, I have never seen it before."

"It's the usual way." Xiao Yue was cleaning up the thermos countertop, and said without turning his head, "If you want to eat it, I'll bring you a box later?"

"good."

As soon as she finished speaking, the man responded as if he had been prepared.

Xiao Yue was stunned and looked back.

The man's expression was calm. When he saw her looking at him, he nodded slightly: "Thank you for your help, young lady."

“…It’s no trouble.”

Xiao Yue felt strange, but it was just a box of snacks, and the other party asked about it, so there was no need to be so stingy as to hide it.

And she just now, well, did a lot without realizing it.

Fu Xunzhou raised the corners of his mouth slightly and ate the last dish on the table slowly and leisurely.

After he finished eating, he stared at the empty bowl and plate in a daze.

"Sir!"

Just at this moment, a soft call was heard, and A Lin, who was hiding behind a tree, popped his head out and threw an umbrella over.

Fu Xunzhou's eyelids jumped, and he quickly raised his hand to take it.

“Bang!”

But the umbrella came too suddenly, and the handle hit the corner of the table, making a noise.

Xiao Yue looked up and saw the man standing up and had finished the food on the table.

"Young Master, are you leaving?" Xiao Yue stopped what he was doing, glanced at the rain which was obviously much lighter, and turned back to the kitchen: "Wait a moment, I'll get you some snacks!"

Fu Xunzhou: “…”

Fu Xunzhou looked at the tree expressionlessly. The person who had just thrown away the umbrella had disappeared.

Within a few breaths, Xiao Yue took out the biscuits in a takeaway box that was exchanged on the spot and handed it to the man standing there.

"Sir, don't you want to wait for the rain to stop?"

"...No need. Thank you for the pastries, young lady." Fu Xunzhou couldn't hide it. When he reached out to take the box, the umbrella beside him was naturally revealed.

Xiao Yue paused for a few seconds, looked at his half-dry clothes, and then looked at the umbrella.

Did this person bring an umbrella before?

"The young lady is an extraordinary cook, and the food she cooks tastes great." Fu Xunzhou held the umbrella tightly without changing his expression: "My surname is Fu, my name is Xunzhou, and I will come to taste it again tomorrow."

Xiao Yue blinked and retracted the complicated expression on her face: "Thank you for the compliment. As long as you like it, then... goodbye?"

It's right to feel happy when you get a repeat customer.

As for why the guest had an umbrella but didn't use it, and had to get soaked to the skin when he came to eat, and then took it out when he left...

Xiao Yue could only say that everyone has their own hobbies.

Seeing her polite smile, Fu Xunzhou reluctantly nodded, turned around, walked outside the yard, opened the umbrella, and left.

Xiao Yue no longer looked at him. She picked up the dishes and chopsticks on the table that she could hold with one hand, put them into the warming tank, and pushed them into the kitchen.

…

"Young Master!"

Across the Yanting Bridge, Fu Xunzhou and A Lin met and got on the carriage brought by the latter.

The carriage was spacious and equipped with clean clothes and hot water. Fu Xunzhou wiped and changed into clothes one by one.

Seeing this, A Lin, who was standing by, could only put aside the question he was eager to ask.

Until the carriage started moving slowly, Fu Xunzhou leaned back on the cushion, picked up the small wooden box that he had just placed gently on the table and looked at it.

The wooden box is not big and looks very ordinary, except for a small crescent moon carved on the opening.

Fu Xunzhou opened the box, and a fragrance he had smelled before suddenly filled the car.

Looking closely, the snacks in the box are only the size of a palm, each one is flat and round, with light yellow, light green and light brown colors. They look crispy and sweet but not greasy...

"Sir, which girl gave this to you?"

Just as Fu Xunzhou was about to pick up a piece, A Lin's voice came to his ears.

Fu Xunzhou didn't even raise his eyelids, and replied reservedly: "Not only that, she also gave me a dish."

No one else has.

Before Fu Xunzhou could even raise the corner of his mouth, A Lin finally lost his patience.

"Sir, how did you feel after eating the food that girl cooked? By the way, why did you leave without saying anything this morning? What if you catch a cold in such heavy rain? You have to wait for your subordinates to come with you anyway?"

Just know.

Fu Xunzhou's face was wooden.

At this point, how could he still feel about the food Xiao Yue cooked?

Ever since he stepped into that small restaurant and smelled the delicious food in the air, Fu Xunzhou was basically certain that the girl's cooking skills could alleviate his symptoms.

And even though I never like the taste of ginger, I didn't feel any nausea when I ate it.

Of course, all this was not confirmed until Fu Xunzhou tasted the food himself.

He, Fu Xunzhou, suffered from severe anorexia. Because of his illness, he moved away from his hometown and lived in a remote town. Finally, on this day, he met someone who could cure his illness.

Even if he got caught in the rain, it was nothing to Fu Xunzhou.

Besides, it was not intentional. Even if he was in a hurry, he would not be stupid enough to not hold an umbrella. It was just that he met a child running in the rain on the way, and the rain was getting lighter, so he gave the umbrella to the child.

However, facing the nagging Ah Lin at the moment, Fu Xunzhou didn't want to waste his breath on this matter, and just said in return -

"These are, didn't you see them all while squatting behind the tree?"

This sentence successfully choked Ah Lin. He was upset and finally felt relieved. He held it in for a long time before saying, "Isn't this just because I care about you? Besides, why aren't you wearing a mask?"

Now it was Fu Xunzhou's turn to freeze.

The carriage fell into silence. After a while, he closed the wooden box in his hand with a "click".

"Why are there so many words?"

Ah Lin: “…”

Fu Xunzhou shifted his gaze and looked at the scenery receding infinitely outside the carriage window, his face calm and composed.

When did he say that I should wear a mask when I go to the store?

Does wearing a mask or not affect his taste in trying the food there?

Let's take a step back and say that business is bad today because it's raining. What if the girl suddenly sees the man wearing a mask and defying the store rules, she might be in an even worse mood?

Then can he still have the food she personally delivered?

Everyone had the ginger soup, but he was the only one who had that dish.

People are so kind to give you the food for free, and Fu Xunzhou also told them his name when he left. In that case, does it matter whether I wear a mask or not?

unimportant.

It won’t matter in the future.

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