When I turn back into a man [Western Fantasy]

When returning to the base, Tong Zhan was still a little cautious, afraid of accidentally bumping into Luo Sen who was also returning to the base.

As a result, when he went downstairs to have breakfast the next day, he asked Sangers if he had prepared Rosen's breakfast, only to find out that Rosen hadn't returned to the base last night.

"Isn't the head of the group not at the base for several days?"

Sangers took a swig of coffee with milk and went back to work.

"If he comes back, he will leave me a message in advance to let me prepare breakfast, which is always the case."

Tong Zhan blinked suspiciously.

After they separated yesterday, he thought that Lawson also went back to the base to rest, so he didn't come back all night, where did he go...

He was eating breakfast absently, when he suddenly felt the communication stone on his waist move.

Because the communication stone cannot be used if it is put in the package, Tong Zhan hung it around his waist and covered it with a big bow decoration.

The only one who can send him a message about this new communication stone is Luo Sen. Tong Zhan quickly lowered his head and glanced at it while no one was paying attention.

[Good morning, do you like the gift? 】

Immediately afterwards, two other messages popped up, which were from a very unfamiliar address.

[Garden at No. 8 Provence Avenue, come here if you need to find me. 】

[Someone will greet you at the door. 】

Tong Zhan quickly turned back to him.

[Thank you, I like it very much.I'll be here later. 】

Avenue de Provence?

Tong Zhan took a big mouthful of creamy bobo jelly. This man actually has other residences in Sunset Town. He really is an evil rich man.

He wanted to learn scriptures after breakfast, but he used his skills too late yesterday, and when the cooling time ended, it was almost four or five o'clock in the afternoon.

This is because after meeting Lawson yesterday, Mimi's friendship has quietly increased a lot, and the skill has been upgraded to level 5, otherwise it would have been much later.

Since he couldn't go to Lawson's for the time being, Tong Zhan didn't intend to waste time, but started to prepare for his cake plan.

He first ran to the base's storage room, took a small notebook and began to record the formula.

The names and appearances of many ingredients in this world are different from those recorded in the system. If the system could not scan and distinguish these ingredients, Tong Zhan would have to learn from Shennong to taste all kinds of herbs and taste them one by one with his tongue. It corresponds to the ingredients.

But even with the help of the system, he still needs to re-record the recipes of those hundreds of pastries.

After all, since he wants to open a shop, he can't be the only one making pastries all the time.

In order to be mass-produced in the future, the pastry recipe must be updated so that people in this world can understand it.

So when Sangers came in to pick up the ingredients, he saw Tong Zhan's small figure looming among the mountains of ingredients in the storage room.

He asked curiously, "Little Tongtong, what are you doing?"

Tong Zhan, who had already copied the cramped hands, turned his head lazily, "I'm recording these ingredients and preparing to make new food..."

He underestimated the enormity of the project of copying the formula.

The first is the formula produced by the system. The production process is very detailed and precise. Not only does he have to copy it down by himself, but he also has to change some of the words in it into expressions that are more acceptable to the world.

In this way, it takes more brains than pure transcription.

Secondly, the storage room seems to be full of ingredients, and there are not as many ingredients that meet the conditions for making pastries as expected.

In the production of Chinese pastries, a lot of rice, noodles, beans and various plant fruits are used, but the most stored in the storage room...

It's all meat.

Take a simple jujube cake recipe as an example, ordinary flour and powdered sugar are not a problem.

For the auxiliary material pastry, he also found a substitute for Sangers to make butter muffins, and marked it by the way: if it is not suitable, try goat milk extraction.

But red dates, the simplest thing...

He couldn't find it.

Ah!

This damn cultural difference!

Tong Zhan does not believe that there will be no red dates in this world, but judging from the eating habits of the people here, it is true that people rarely eat this kind of thing.

So he had to mark all the ingredients that were temporarily vacant and look for them later.

Although he can also add ingredients unique to this world for innovation...

But in Tong Zhan's heart, he still hopes to restore the most essential taste of these pastries.

So from busy work after breakfast to almost noon, Tong Zhan copied until he was dizzy, and only came up with about thirty complete recipes, and a bunch of recipes that were either lacking in main ingredients or lacking in auxiliary ingredients.

Seeing his appearance, Sangers was a little puzzled, "I have a list of all the ingredients in the storage room here, you don't have to record them one by one yourself."

Tong Zhan shook his head, no, you don't understand.

He couldn't tell Sangers that he couldn't match the names of these ingredients and the actual objects, let alone explain the system, so he said vaguely: "I'm researching new food combinations, not just recording them. "

"Oh..." Sangers smiled knowingly, "I understand, you have to study your special dishes."

He asked enthusiastically, "Do you need my help?"

"No, no, no."

Tong Zhan waved his hand. He wanted Sangers to help, but he couldn't help!

He jumped off a pile of large flour bags and straightened his body, "Sangers, you are quite busy too, so I won't waste your time, I will go to rest for a while, eat something and take a nap before coming back. "

Sangers gave him a thumbs up, "Okay, let me try it when you research it, and look forward to your new product."

Tong Zhan showed eight teeth, "Of course."

Although he is full of confidence in these delicious pastries in the system, there may be tastes that people in this world cannot accept. Chef Sangers is naturally a good candidate to try them.

On the other hand, Luo Sen, who received the news of Tong Zhan's "coming later", thought that his "later" meant that he would come later, so he asked someone to prepare Tong Zhan's lunch.

Unexpectedly, he waited until it was almost dinner time, but the person he was thinking of never showed up.

Lawson was sitting in the study, and some things that had to be dealt with from the capital had been settled.

He rummaged through the quarterly reports sent from various places, read them for a while, got up bored and went to the garden outside, and asked the attendants by the way, "Is anyone here?"

Attendant: ...

My lord has been asking this question all afternoon, so which guest has such a big face, so that my lord can wait for a whole day without losing his temper?

Thinking about it, the attendant still bowed his head and replied: "My lord, not yet."

Luo Sen gave a soft "tsk", wondering if Tong Zhan had let his pigeons go.

In order not to expose this silly white sweet, he specially arranged the location in another residence in the town. If he had known that this person dared to let him go, he should have directly grabbed him and had a face-to-face talk at the base.

Rosen glanced at the door, and turned around to let the chef start preparing his own dinner. He happened to see the exquisite pigeon cage on the side of the garden, and his eyes narrowed.

"The pigeon cage was removed for me."

The attendant behind him was taken aback, "The dozen or so ornamental pigeons kept..."

Lawson said lightly: "Let's have another meal tonight."

The pigeons who are flying back to the nest after eating: Goo? !

The attendant was sweating profusely, and immediately took back the words that the lord hadn't lost his temper, and mourned silently for these pigeons who suffered innocent disasters.

Then ran to catch the pigeon.

Lawson walked back blankly, at this moment, the bell rang outside the door for a visitor.

He stopped in his tracks, turned his head and looked back, and saw Tong Zhan holding a rattan handbag in his hand, poking his head at the door.

When his eyes moved to him, the man's eyes lit up, and he waved happily at him, "Sorry! Something has delayed me, I'm late!"

Luo Sen raised his eyebrows and was about to meet him when Tong Zhan rushed into the garden by himself.

He simply stood still, waiting for him to come.

When Tong Zhan was still at the door, he saw the lush flowers, plants and trees through the tall hollow iron gate.When the meeting came in, I couldn't help but glance left and right, thinking that Luo Sen would really enjoy it.

He ran to Lawson along the path carved out on the lawn, raised the basket in his hand to him, and said as if offering a treasure, "I brought you a gift too."

It will be past five o'clock in the afternoon, and because winter is approaching, the sky is also dark early, and only a little afterglow of the setting sun is still struggling on the wall of the garden.

Luo Sen saw Tong Zhan running towards him with a golden halo all over his body, the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously, and the restlessness in his heart was immediately suppressed.

There was a smile in his magnetic voice, "What did you bring me?"

Tong Zhan pressed the lid of the shopping basket, showing a smug smile, "Guess?"

Lawson said simply, "Food."

He looked at Tong Zhan whose smile fell immediately, and couldn't hold back his chuckle, "I've smelled the smell of food inside from a long distance, so I can't pretend I don't know?"

Tong Zhan was shocked, "I also specially wrapped several layers of paper, wrapped it tightly, can you smell this?"

Dog nose? This is...

But after thinking about it, he became happy again, "It seems that it is because it is very successful, I will give you a taste later, it is guaranteed to be fragrant and sweet."

It smells sweeter and sweeter without you.

Rosen smiled and said nothing.

He didn't know if it was influenced by the adulthood of the Dragon Clan. In addition to the sense of smell becoming particularly sensitive, he also possessed some special abilities.

For example, the breath on Tong Zhan's body, when he gets close, he will smell a sweet scent like honey, which is his unique smell.

Later, he also tried it on his subordinates, and found that the smell on their bodies was a faint smell of rust, which was not pleasant at all.

Of course, he just moved a little closer to Hawkeye and the knight commander with a cold face.

It may be that the expression is too ugly, this action almost makes the two of them think that they have done something wrong, and they will be strangled by the adults and thrown into the moat in the next moment.

Luo Sen led Tong Zhan inside, while the attendants on one side were still dutifully catching the pigeons who were aware of the breath of death, and there was a constant "cuckoo-cuckoo" in the yard.

Tong Zhan was attracted to it, and asked suspiciously, "What is that person doing?"

Rosen didn't look sideways, "Maybe I'm chatting with the pigeons... Didn't you say let me taste the food you brought? Come in, it's starting to get cold outside."

Tong Zhan nodded and stopped paying attention to the attendant.

Lawson calmly signaled to Hawkeye in the dark: let the group of pigeons go for a while.