The pastry chef nodded, and then hurriedly began to prepare.
For this kind of hard work, she can still do it.
The whisk swirls gently in the bowl, and a layer of foam gradually emerges.
On the other side, the only one got off the plane, after all, country Y is not very far from the imperial capital.
As soon as she left the airport hall, someone stepped forward and greeted her respectfully: "Young lady, I am the driver of Qiao's house, and I am here to pick you up." ” "Hmm."
The only thing was stunned at first, and then nodded, I have to say that the driver's "young lady" made her stunned.
Forget it, it's good to help people in the end, and she still won't debunk anything for the time being, anyway, she has nothing to do recently, so she's not very busy.
When I got in the car, the only thing I didn't bring with me, only a carry-on backpack, they were undercover, and the backpack was usually taken wherever I went, no matter how far I went, and I wouldn't bring a suitcase other than a backpack or anything, which was too troublesome.
Sidearms are also worn on the body.
For example, bishou, blade, qingzhi, etc.
A legend in the undercover world is that Xiao Qiye's two slingers, no matter when and where, she can take them out like a trick, and then use them to save her life.
Presumably, Yan Yanqi has also been training for a long time.
It is said that Yan Yanqi rarely uses a gun, and the only thing that does not leave him is a throwing stick and a blade, and Bishou rarely uses it often.
The blade is generally used as a last resort to cut the rope or even the throat, which is more effective than the bishou.
Looking at the Qiao family manor that was getting closer and closer, she only came back to her senses, and then subconsciously looked at the clothes on her body, and after making sure that there was no abnormality, she got out of the car as soon as the car stopped.
With her backpack in her hand, she strode towards the manor.
The heir returns to QQ to read the genuine debut, away from piracy and cherish life On the other side, Yan Yanqi glanced at the cake that had been made by the pastry chef, and waited for her to write.
Coughing lightly, Yan Yanqi silently rolled up his sleeves, and then washed his hands.
Hesitating, she used chocolate sauce, looked at it, she measured the position in the middle, and then wrote a big Chinese character seven in the middle.
Then he leaned down and began to write the following letters in earnest.
After doing it, Yan Yanqi raised his eyebrows, and suddenly felt that it was a little fun to make pastries "Okay, do you need anything else, little master?"
asked the pastry chef after putting the finishing touches.
Yan Yanqi shook his head, looking at the cake on the table and was very satisfied.
"How long did it take," she asked.
"Twenty-seven minutes."
Because some of the ingredients are ready-made, the time is also shortened a lot, and the kitchen of Mansion No. 7 is very large, with everything you need, and there are three or four pastry chefs, so it takes more than 30 minutes to make a cake.
Yan Yanqi raised his hand and snapped his fingers, smiling: "Perfect" "Find a few candles, keep them, and I'll get the cake later."
Let's go and see if it's arranged outside, and then call Bo Qichen.
The pastry chef nodded repeatedly.
Yan Yanqi washed his hands, and then walked out of the kitchen and walked towards the hall.
The maid was holding the ribbon in the arrangement, Yan Yanqi raised his eyebrows, and there was a thick smile in his eyes
.
: