It was you who proposed the breakup, and now you come to beg me after setting up the stall?

Chapter 59

"Isn't it because you usually spoil her too much?"

Qiao Wenshan glanced at him unhappily, and then took another sip of tea.

The best Longjing tea, with a fresh and mellow taste, makes you feel relaxed and happy.

"Humph, in the end, isn't it that you, Old Qiao, don't keep your word? You promised to help me find a good son-in-law, but what happened? You didn't call me for half a year!" Old He said angrily.

"Didn't you go abroad for something? Besides, when I think of your He family's son-in-law who married into the family, aren't there many of them in the Magic City?"

Qiao Wenshan seemed very calm, and deliberately flattered the other party in his words.

Obviously, this trick was quite useful for Old He.

The anger on his face was visibly reduced, but he was still merciless.

"Anyway, I don't care. You, Old Qiao, must settle this matter for me."

"Also, I helped you this time, you have to show your appreciation, right?"

While Old He was talking, he saw two boxes of packaged pastries on the table and picked them up.

"You bought pastries from abroad and brought them back to me?"

"Not bad, not bad, then I'll try them reluctantly!"

Seeing Old He's shameless look, Qiao Wenshan looked accustomed to it.

But he frowned slightly and stared at the pastries in Old He's hand.

Why doesn't he remember buying this abroad? !

Did Yaqin buy it? !

But I didn't see her mention it along the way.

And the packaging looks very simple, as if it was bought from a roadside stall.

Gong Yaqin is a lady after all, so it's impossible for her to buy this thing specifically, right?

To be honest, Qiao Wenshan himself was a little confused.

Where did this pastry...come from?

But seeing that Lao He was very interested, he could only nod and agree superficially.

"Yes, that's right. This is made by a famous Western pastry chef I found abroad!"

"If it were an ordinary person, I would not be willing to give it to others."

"Only Lao He, I will make an exception this time!"

"..."

Lao He was doubtful and asked in confusion.

"Really?"

"Of course it's true. Would I lie to you? It's impossible that it was bought casually from a roadside stall?!"

"That's true. You, Lao Qiao, don't look down on the roadside stall at all."

Seeing that Lao He had no doubts, Qiao Wenshan breathed a sigh of relief.

It would be best if he could get rid of these two boxes of pastries. Otherwise, if he had to come in person, he would have to lose several bottles of good wine in his wine cellar!

Those were all Qiao Wenshan's favorites. Lao He was too thick-skinned. Even Qiao Wenshan was a little afraid of him in this regard.

"In that case, why don't you take it home and let your wife eat it together?"

Fearing that he would be exposed, Qiao Wenshan wanted Lao He to take the cakes home first.

"No hurry, let me try it first!"

Lao He, who had reacted, had an inexplicable smile on his face.

He was not so easy to fool.

He just saw the two boxes of cakes on the table and joked with Qiao Wenshan.

After all, he helped him so much, he couldn't just thank him with two boxes of this broken stuff, right?

The Maotai treasured in the wine cellar, shouldn't he let him pick a few bottles at random?

As a result, Lao He never expected that Qiao Wenshan really dared to climb up the ladder!

With this kind of cake, you dare to say that it was made by a Western pastry chef? !

Bah, a Western pastry chef makes Chinese cakes, right?

I didn't recognize it, isn't this just crystal cake?

Who are you fooling?

How come this old man Qiao Wenshan is now shameless?

Moreover, he is even more outrageous than me!

Seeing that Lao He actually wanted to eat now, Qiao Wenshan felt a little guilty, but he was still very tough.

"Don't you believe me?"

"Since you want to eat now... then eat it."

Qiao Wenshan tried his best to pretend that nothing happened, but his eyes secretly glanced over from time to time.

Lao He opened the plastic box in his hand, and inside the box, there were five crystal clear crystal cakes.

"It looks like it's really the case!"

Lao He originally thought that the packaging was so simple, and the inside must not be much better.

But unexpectedly, after opening it, the crystal cake looked quite exquisite!

I just don't know how it tastes.

After all, many things nowadays are mostly good-looking in appearance, but they are actually very unpalatable!

But there is no way, everyone calls this a popular food, and generally they make a gimmick to attract the first wave of curious customers.

"I want to try it. This Western chef made it.Chinese pastries, how does crystal cake taste? "

Qiao Wenshan said impatiently, "What do you care about Chinese or Western? If you want to eat it, eat it quickly. If you don't want to eat it, take it back and eat it later!"

"Old Qiao, are you anxious?"

"I'm anxious? What am I anxious about? I've never been anxious in my life!"

"Tsk tsk."

Old He smiled vaguely, but didn't point it out.

He just picked up a piece of crystal cake and kept fiddling with it in his hand, trying to figure out whether to eat it or not, which tortured Qiao Wenshan's mind.

"Hmph, Qiao Wenshan, you have come to this day? "

When it was almost time, and he was planning to torture Qiao Wenshan for a while longer, Lao He smelled a unique fragrance from the crystal cake in his hand!

It was very tempting, making people feel like they couldn't control themselves and wanted to eat it in one bite!

Lao He put the crystal cake in his hand to his mouth and took a bite.

At this moment, Qiao Wenshan's face was extremely solemn. He had already begun to regret the Maotai treasured in the wine cellar.

After all, Lao He had eaten all over the country.

He could taste the cakes from this street stall with just a small bite.

Just thinking that the other party would probably pretend to humiliate him later, Qiao Wenshan felt a little uncomfortable.

I should have never agreed to help Xu Yang find a good job.

Young man, you have hands and Can't you rely on yourself?

Setting up a stall? Setting up a stall is not something that is not glorious!

Thinking back to the time when he first came to the Magic City, didn't the master he met also make it from a street stall?

Qiao Wenshan regretted it now.

Lao He in front of him slowly chewed the crystal cake in his mouth, as if torturing Qiao Wenshan bit by bit.