Red Bean Ice

This was also the first time Jiang Haofeng actively wanted to strike up a conversation with someone. He stood aside with a glass of wine, and people came to clink with him from time to time. Master Jiang took a sip occasionally, but he was absent-minded.

When Lin Xiansen came to look for him, Young Master Jiang was thinking about how he could get desserts without acting up. He had a ghost in his heart. He had forgotten that he was the owner of the house and the desserts were originally provided for everyone to pick up.

Lin Xiansen was about to touch him with his wine glass, but Young Master Jiang took the lead: "Would you like dessert?"

"Huh? I don't like sweets."

"Then you follow me to get it."

Lin Xiansen nodded and walked over to him.

All kinds of desserts are placed on the long table in front of the pavilion. They are small, exquisite, sweet and enticing. Shen Shujie has just arrived at Manager Wang's place, so he can only lay hands on him. He looked up and saw Jiang Haofeng hurriedly say hello: "It's you! I was really sorry just now."

Young Master Jiang nodded without expression and then began to choose desserts. Shen Shujie felt that it was not good for him to apologize so verbally when he bumped into someone. So he took out a large plate of cookies that had just been baked and brought them to Jiang Haofeng: "I will not make them soon after coming here. Many, but I made this cookie myself. Our store manager praises me for making it well, otherwise you can try it."

Young Master Jiang put down the mousse in his hand and took the cookies that Shen Shujie handed over with the plate.

Shen Shujie was a little surprised to see that he was empty-handed and asked the store manager: "Brother Wang, he took all the cookies away, do I want to make something?"

Shop Manager Wang turned his head and looked at Jiang Haofeng's back: "It's quite edible, let's make some more. If others come to pick it up, it will be gone."

Today is probably the most satisfying day since Shen Shujie’s work. The cookies he baked are so popular that even Manager Wang picked it up and tasted it strangely. The taste was not very special, but it was a bit muddy, but it was true. After the party, Shen Shujie followed The shop manager packed the remaining materials together. He was really hungry after a busy day. When the guests were almost gone, he secretly asked the shop manager: "Brother Wang, can I have a piece of cake?"

Manager Wang always takes care of him: "Eat it, don’t let the master see it, although I don’t know which is the owner, but seeing it is still not good, I’ll put these things in the car, and you will leave the rest after eating. Pack it up, let's carry it over together."

Shen Shujie nodded, he looked around and took a small piece of matcha mousse and squatted behind the tablecloth of the long table. After a few bites, his stomach was satisfied after a long time. He did not wipe his mouth after seeing the time. He stood up and prepared to pack his things. As a result, he saw Jiang Haofeng standing across the table together. He didn't expect that there was someone on the opposite side. He suddenly shivered when he saw that he was obviously frightened. In the end, Jiang Haofeng on the other side seemed to be startled. It's all a bit distorted.

Shen Shujie quickly wiped his mouth, and said nervously, "Why are you here? Do you still want to eat?"

Jiang Haofeng thought he had left before coming over to take a look. He had prepared for a day how to talk to Shen Shujie and couldn't find a suitable reason. As a result, this sudden face-to-face made him a little nervous.

Seeing that he was silent, Shen Shujie took the initiative to take a piece of cake and tried to bribe him: "I just ate here, don't tell this owner, I'm afraid it will not affect our store badly, and we will suffer if we don't use it in the future."

Jiang Haofeng took a cupcake with a whole strawberry and thought for a while: "Are there no cookies?"

This was the first sentence Jiang Haofeng said to Shen Shujie. In fact, Young Master Jiang intended to ask his name.

Hearing his question, Shen Shujie flicked his eyes twice, still with a little expectant light: "Are the cookies I made really delicious?"

Jiang Haofeng nodded solemnly: "It's delicious."

"Really? But Brother Wang said that I baked it a bit mushy."

"He lied to you."

"Hey, I have tasted it myself and I feel a little bit."

"No, I think it's delicious."

"Hahahaha, you are so nice! By the way, my name is Shen Shujie, what is your name?"

Young Master Jiang finally knew Shen Shujie's name and was a little happy: "My name is Jiang Haofeng."

"Your surname is Jiang, is this owner also surnamed Jiang?"

"Well, I am the master."

"what???"

Shen Shujie looked at him in shock, and quickly explained: "I'm sorry! I just stole the food on purpose. I was a bit too hungry. This is my personal behavior. Don't think our shop is not good!!"

Seeing his nervous look, Jiang Haofeng felt very funny. He shook his head: "It doesn't matter, you should eat a little bit after you have been busy for so long. I didn't expect your dinner problem to be the housekeeper's inattention."

"No, the gentleman invited us to dinner, but there was no one in the store today, so Brother Wang and I were busy walking away."

Seeing that he hadn't spoken, Shen Shujie asked a little worried: "Will you invite our shop to make desserts next time you open a party?"

"meeting."

Shen Shujie saw that he didn't look like he was lying to himself, grinning at him with a neat row of teeth, "Then next time I come over, I should be able to make something else for you."

After sending away all the guests, Jiang Haofeng sat at the dining table and took a magazine and looked at the front in a daze. The butler found a few exquisitely crafted round tin boxes in the storage room, took the boxes to the dining table and filled them with pastry. A table full of cookies was packed in boxes, and the housekeeper asked him as he packed, "Master likes that kid?"

Jiang Haofeng came back to his senses, and picked up a piece of cookie in his mouth. The thick milky aroma melted in the mouth with a little burnt smell: "He is very cute, I want to know it."