Quick Wear: Reversing Life

Chapter 137: A Beautiful Gold-Digger Who Wants to Cling to the Rich and Powerful (1)

"Thank you, sister." Jingyu knew very well the charm of having a sweet face, and raised a sweet smile like honey: "Thank you also, brother He Yu. Don't worry, I will never cause you any trouble."

Liang Heyu glanced at her, his expression unchanged: "I hope it's not just talk."

Jingyu was a little surprised. After all, Liang Heyu was a sharp-tongued person. When they were together, he often mocked the original owner for being stupid, but the original owner didn't hear it most of the time.

This was a very friendly statement to him.

It seems that Jingxian is really prestigious.

After saying this, Liang Heyu turned sideways and left.

Jingxian stood sideways facing Liang Yingqin at a distance with a graceful posture. She was wearing an apricot-colored strapless long dress today. The soft fabric made her look like a gentle lotus.

Some people noticed this scene and exclaimed how well-matched the two were.

Jingxian is thanking Liang Yingqin for taking care of Jingxiang. Jingxiang is still interning in Xingyili.

Jing Jianjun was smiling like a flower, while Hu Yimeng looked at her son with satisfaction. She probably knew that talking too much would lead to mistakes, so she stood beside Jing Jianjun without saying a word.

Jingyu couldn't get a word in and no one paid any attention to her, so she just walked away silently.

She had just found a delicious cookie in the corner. It had a rich, creamy flavor without being overly sweet, but it had a savory and savory taste. It was a pity that there was only one cookie left on the table over there.

Liang Yingqin, who was not far away, saw Jingyu's look of looking around. He glanced at her for a moment, then lowered his eyes, moved his gaze to Jingxian, and responded to her words indifferently.

...

Seeing the girl looking for something, a passing waiter came forward and asked in a gentle voice: "Hello, ma'am, do you need any help?"

"Ah, I just had a delicious cookie, pale yellow, but it seems to be out of stock here."

The waiter nodded and said, "I know what you're talking about. This is freshly baked in our hotel. Wait a minute, I'll get you a plate."

"it is good."

Jingyu waited for a while, and the waiter brought a plate of delicious cookies.

"Thank you." Jingyu couldn't wait to pick up a piece to taste it, but ended up frowning.

The texture was similar, but the taste was definitely not like what she had just eaten.

Jingyu took another piece and took a bite, but it tasted the same.

"It doesn't seem to taste like this. The piece I ate was salty and fragrant, and the milky flavor was stronger than this one."

"Oh, is that so?" The waiter said, "Then please wait a moment, the baked batches may be different." Then he was about to ask.

"I'll go with you," Jingyu said. She felt it was boring to stay here anyway.

Outside the banquet hall is a wide corridor connected to the hotel's back garden. A row of Roman columns are neatly arranged on one side. Many blue and purple hydrangeas are planted in the garden, and they are in full bloom.

At the end of the corridor is a bakery specially designed for the banquet hall. The waiter asked Jingyu to wait outside while he went in to ask.

Jingyu nodded and walked in curiously, but she saw that there were quite a lot of people inside, busy working. Jingyu didn't want to disturb them, so she didn't go in.

The baking room is relatively clean. Although the air conditioner is on, it still feels a bit hot because of the row of ovens.

Just as she was about to turn around and leave, she noticed a few plates of scattered cookies on the long table next to the door.

When she looked closer, she could smell a very special milky aroma, exactly the same as the aroma of a delicious piece she had eaten before.

Jingyu picked up a piece and was about to put it in his mouth, but the waiter saw it and stopped him.

"Ma'am, you can't eat this. This is from a scrap batch and is going to be thrown away." The waiter was about to bring this to Jingyu, but was stopped by someone.

Jingyu said, "But this smells just like the one I ate before."

The waiter pulled over a baker and asked, "Who made this batch of cookies?"

The baker looked at it and sniffed it, "Oh, this one. One of the helpers made it. The chef said it was just average, so he put it here to be disposed of after preparation."

Jingyu was a little puzzled: "But this one is the most delicious. If you don't believe me, try it."

Seeing that she was well-dressed and looked like the daughter of a wealthy businessman, the baker took a bite of the cookie doubtfully.

Although it is cold, it does not affect its taste at all. It is crispy and full of milk flavor. The ratio of salty and sweet is very precise. You will want to eat it again after eating it once and you will not get tired of it.

Seeing that the baker really enjoyed it, the waiter also tried a piece. It was just as Jingyu said, with a super rich milky flavor.

"Ah, this one is really different from the batch that just came out of the oven."

The waiter called the chef over and saw several people eating cookies at the door. The chef's face changed slightly.

In the end, they had no choice but to call Mr. Chen, who was preparing the ingredients, over.

Jingyu didn't expect that such delicious cookies were made by a helper, a very young boy at that. He was very thin and not very tall, but his face was unexpectedly fair and handsome.

Mr. Chen was a little overwhelmed by this scene and didn't even dare to look at the girl in the princess dress who was surrounded in the center.

Jingyu tilted his head and glanced at him.

"Did you make this cookie?"

Mr. Chen looked up and saw that she was holding a stack of cookies in her hand, then nodded silently.

The kitchen was short-staffed before, so they asked him to bake a batch of cookies. Before that, his job was to be a kitchen helper, helping others.

Jingyu smiled: "Can you make another batch? The cookies you make are delicious. They are the best cookies I have ever eaten."

Jingyu's words were not an exaggeration at all. She had been to so many worlds and eaten so much food, but this plate of cookies was truly the most delicious cookies she had ever made.

Chen Sheng looked up blankly, looked at the girl in front of him with a smile as beautiful as a flower, and nodded: "Wait a moment."

...

As soon as Mr. Chen left, Jingyu asked the chef standing nearby, "His cookies are obviously delicious, why do you think they're just average?"

The chef was a fat middle-aged man, and he broke out in a cold sweat after hearing this.

As early as when this kid was assigned to the pastry area, the chef discovered his talent for making pastries. If he was allowed to develop in this way, he would sooner or later replace his position as head chef.

He has parents in their 70s and two sons who have just started high school. His wife does not work and is responsible for taking care of the children and parents at home. The whole family depends on his income to make a living.

If his position was taken away by someone else, where would he, a middle-aged man, find another job?

Jingyu saw through the chef's thoughts at a glance, but she was not Mr. Chen, so she had no right to judge. She also didn't have the kindness to help a stranger get ahead.

She didn't make things difficult for him any further. After leaving the bakery, she told the waiter, "There's no need to report this. He should know what's going on in the future."

The waiter nodded. Jingyu didn't need him to be around her, so she let him do his own thing.

It doesn't take too long to bake cookies, and the ingredients are ready. Jingyu stood on the garden corridor and waited for a while, and then Mr. Chen came out of the bakery with a plate of freshly baked cookies.