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After lunch, Xing Chaoyang took his daughter to bed, and Meng Jiajia and Tong Xiaoman cleaned up the dishes together.
The two of them seemed to hit it off and got along very well, and Meng Jiajia didn't regard Tong Xiaoman as an outsider.
When Tong Xiaoman put the bowls and chopsticks into the cabinet, he found that there were a lot of baking supplies.
"Sister Jiajia, do you also like baking?"
Speaking of this, Meng Jiajia was a little embarrassed.
"I just like it. Isn't it very popular recently? I want to do it these days, and I bought a lot of things. Either I can't do it well, or I'm too lazy to do it."
Meng Jiajia smiled naively: "Maybe some people are not naturally suitable for cooking, baking and so on. I belong to that kind of person, haha."
"So much material is wasted."
Tong Xiaoman made an inventory.
"Let me help you make a mango mousse cake. Yaya will wake up in a while, and it happens that the three of you can eat together."
"Xiaoman, do you like doing this too?" Meng Jiajia looked at Tong Xiaoman with wide eyes in surprise.
What kind of idol does she like?
"I just do it once in a while. I like cooking more. I just started baking recently."
Meng Jiajia watched Tong Xiaoman skillfully blend the pile of materials together, and explained the steps to Meng Jiajia while doing it.
What surprised Meng Jiajia even more was that what Tong Xiaoman said was somewhat different from the steps she checked online.
"Xiaoman, you seem to be different from what is said on the Internet?"
"It's a little different. I improved it after I did it myself. There are foolish tutorials on the Internet. In fact, some steps cannot be saved, and some are researched by myself. There are actually many differences in them. The practice can be changed according to everyone's taste."
Listening to Tong Xiaoman's words, Meng Jiajia was so impressed that she fell to the ground.
Looking at the detailed process on the Internet, he may not be able to do it, but Tong Xiaoman has already started to change these steps according to his own taste.
They are not on the same level at all.
Suddenly, Meng Jiajia snapped his fingers.
"Xiaoman, shall we open a bakery together?"
"Huh?" Tong Xiaoman looked at Meng Jiajia while stirring the ingredients.
"Otherwise, your good craftsmanship is really wasted. We can open a more personalized bakery, which combines leisure and baking. This kind of shop is very popular now."
Meng Jiajia's eyes lit up, and she was very excited about her good idea.
Tong Xiaoman smiled awkwardly.
"Sister Jiajia, I don't have a business mind. If you are not born to cook, then I am not born to do business."
Meng Jiajia clapped her hands.
"It doesn't matter! You just need to be responsible for researching products with a little personality, and then teach your methods to our shop assistants, and leave the rest to me!"
Meng Jiajia patted his chest, looking confident.
"But, how much does this cost?"
She doesn't have much money in her hand.
"Let's open a small shop first to test the waters. A few million should be enough. We'll split between two, how about it?"
If it's a few million, she can still get it out. Although she has no interest in doing business, Tong Xiaoman feels that the money is kept in the account.
If the store can make money, she will have more money in her hands, and she can also use it for charity.
After the mango mousse cake was ready, Meng Jiajia took Tong Xiaoman to discuss the details of the bakery.
Throughout the afternoon, the two of them were discussing a series of issues about the style, functions, products and so on of the bakery store.
The more they discussed, the more excited the two became, and before they knew it, it was already night.
"Xiaoman, don't leave tonight. Let's all have dinner at my house. Let's continue our discussion tonight."
Tong Xiaoman only looked out of the window at this time, it turned out that it was getting dark!
There is still a big devil waiting for me at home!
"No, Sister Jiajia, I just came back from filming and haven't entered the house yet. Let's discuss it another day?"
"That's right, I've been tired from filming recently, and my excitement has dragged you to talk all afternoon."
"Then let's talk another day, I'll go home first."
"Okay, okay, you?Where do you live? Or I send you? "
"No need, you and brother Chaoyang may not have seen each other for a long time, let's catch up on the old days."
Meng Jiajia sent Tong Xiaoman outside the door, Lu Weiran and Xu Fang let Tong Xiaoman go home early, so she took a taxi by herself.
"Master, please drive faster, you are in a hurry!"
"Girl, I can't drive faster this time, it's the rush hour for getting off work."
Oops, it's rush hour again, and I don't know what time it will be when I get home.
"Master, can you please drive as fast as possible?"
"OK."
Tong Xiaoman immediately turned on his mobile phone.
Because she was worried that she would disturb Yaya's sleep, Tong Xiaoman turned her mobile phone to silent. She didn't expect that she and Meng Jiajia would be delayed for so long.
There are countless WeChat messages on the phone, and there are more than two dozen missed calls.
She could even imagine how angry Ozawa was!
"Big baby, I wasted a little longer. I'm sorry. I'm on my way back now, but there seems to be a bit of traffic jam. I guess it will be a little later."
"You don't have to come back!"
Seeing the message from Ou Zeye, Tong Xiaoman really wanted to cry.
Really made this big devil anxious, she must have nothing good to eat tonight.
But helpless, there is a traffic jam at this time, and the traffic jam can't get through.
It took Tong Xiaoman an hour and a half to get home.
As soon as I stepped into the house, I felt a depressing atmosphere.
Aunt Fang came over immediately.
"Madam, you just came back and can have dinner!"
"What to eat?! Throw away all the food!"
Tong Xiaoman couldn't speak, and an angry voice came over.
Ou Zeye's face was extremely ugly.
Aunt Fang whispered: "Mister came back very early, and since he didn't see his wife after he came back, he has been in a bad mood."
"That! What's your name?! Didn't you hear me when I spoke? Go and throw away the food for me!"
Lihua has always been afraid of Ou Zeye, so she obediently dumped all the food on the table into the trash can.
Ou Zeye saw that the food was gone, so he went upstairs satisfied, and didn't even look at Tong Xiaoman during this period.
Tong Xiaoman took a deep breath, afraid that he would have to coax him.
Ou Zeye did not go to the bedroom, but went to the study.
Tong Xiaoman immediately followed in and saw that this guy was sitting at the desk reading a book.
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