I saved the paranoid after wearing the book

Chapter 63

Zhuang Sining stretched out his hand to take the knife speechlessly, and said in pain, "Why do you still make a wish when you let me cut the cake? You can just say it directly. There are only three wishes in total, and it's a pity to waste one like this."

"It's not a pity."

Shen Yuanzhou slightly bent his brows and eyes, and the bottom of his eyes was dizzy with joy.

What he promised was that every year in the future, Zhuang Sining would help him cut the cake.

Such an important wish, he wants to make it again when he celebrates his birthday next year.

Zhuang Sining didn't understand Shen Yuanzhou's train of thought, but didn't say anything else, and concentrated on cutting the cake into eight pieces.

"Here, the birthday star eats first."

Zhuang Sining cut off the sunflower heart on the cake completely, put it on a plate, and handed it to Shen Yuanzhou.

It obviously looks sweet and greasy, Shen Yuanzhou's eyes paused on it, but he was reluctant to waste this flower.

He carefully forked a little petal, put it in his mouth and squinted his eyes.

It's really sweet...

It was Zhuang Sining's favorite taste.

After distributing the cake, Zhuang Sining stood up and proudly held up the fruit juice in hand, with raised eyebrows.

"Come, come, let's wish the birthday star a happy birthday together."

Everyone stood up one after another, raised their juice and clinked glasses with Shen Yuanzhou.

"Happy birthday to our god Yuan~"

In the warm halo, Zhuang Sining's eyebrows are full, like the most shining star in the universe, dazzling and glaring, making people want to take off their exclusive collection.

Shen Yuanzhou looked at Zhuang Sining with scorching eyes, his chest was swollen, and it seemed that there was something inside that couldn't be restrained and wanted to break out of the ground.

"Brother Yuan, I forgot your birthday, I punish myself with three cups, and apologize to you."

Tang Xiangming raised the fruit juice to Shen Yuanzhou, raised his head and wanted to finish the cup.

Zhang Chen didn't like it, so he took the juice machine away, "Drinking juice is self-punishment?"

Tang Xiangming was speechless: "Then what do you want to drink? There is no wine here."

Zhang Chen looked up at Zhuang Sining.

"Should there be alcohol in your store?"

"Yes." Zhuang Sining raised her eyebrows and smiled, "Yes, but minors are not for sale. Are you adults?"

"No, no, no, no..." Tang Xiangming shook his head like a rattle, and suddenly groaned, "We're all adults, so I'd like to give your store a thumbs up."

Zhang Chen: "..."

Tang Xiangming smiled triumphantly, drained the three cups of juice to the end, burped, and curled his lips at Zhang Chen.

"You have the nerve to tease me, haven't you also forgotten Brother Yuan's birthday today?"

"How do you know I don't remember? Just because you didn't prepare a gift doesn't mean I didn't either, understand?"

Tang Xiangming obviously didn't believe it, "What have you prepared? Brother Yuan is here, you can deliver it now if you have the ability."

Zhang Chen didn't reply, he raised his head and looked at Shen Yuanzhou who was opposite him.

"Brother Yuan, I bought you a new monitor and sent it to your office."

"Ah."

Shen Yuanzhou was not interested in other people's gifts, but he still raised his eyelids and glanced at Zhang Chen, "Thank you."

"……You're welcome."

"Fuck! You prepared a gift behind my back! Zhang Chen, are you still a brother?"

"Didn't we all prepare separately in previous years? If you forget, forget it, don't make excuses, I didn't know that you would even forget Brother Yuan's birthday."

"..."

Tang Xiangming's face twitched and he was speechless for a while.

"Okay, don't argue. There will always be moments of forgetting. It doesn't matter if you don't prepare a gift. Yuan Zhou won't mind, will you?"

When Shen Yuanzhou met Zhuang Sining's smiling face, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but also curved, and he gave a faint "hmm".

Tang Xiangming breathed a sigh of relief, but still couldn't help patching up: "I'll make up the gift for Brother Yuan when the time comes."

Zhuang Sining smiled and shook her head, thinking that Tang Xiangming was sometimes a little cute.

She pointed to the dishes on the table and said, "The dishes are getting cold, let's eat."

When Tang Xiangming heard this, he glanced around and found that other people were already eating.

Most of the dishes were almost eaten away.

Tang Xiangming's eyes were straightened, he picked up the chopsticks and didn't care if he would make Shen Yuanzhou angry, so he went straight to it!
On the dining table, there are a variety of dishes, such as coriander fried pigeon, eight-treasure wild duck, bergamot golden roll, and so on.

Many of them he had only seen on the imperial cuisine recipes on the interstellar network.

Zhuang Sining can actually put them on the dining table, it's too strong!
What's more, the taste of these dishes!

I thought that the dishes that Zhuang Sining brought to school were enough, but now I realized that Zhuang Sining's cooking talent is simply unmatched!
I don't know how much of her level has been brought into play by this table of dishes, it's so delicious that I want to eat all the dishes in my stomach!

Tang Xiangming ate until his eyes were straight, and he kept stretching out his chopsticks to pick up the vegetables. He was afraid that if he was a step too late, the dishes would be gone.

For a while, there was only the sound of chopsticks clashing in the room.

"Here, eat this fish."

Zhuang Sining put the shaved fish bones into Shen Yuanzhou's bowl.

Shen Yuanzhou raised his eyes and glanced, his eyes were stained with a smile.

He shaved the last crab leg meat, put it into a bowl, took a wet towel to wipe his slender fingers clean, and then handed the bowl full of crab meat to Zhuang Sining.

Zhuang Sining was a little flattered.

"For me?"

"Ah."

Shen Yuanzhou slightly hooked his lower lip, and there was a hint of doting at the end of his eyes.

"Reciprocity."

Zhuang Sining couldn't help but curled the corners of her mouth.

She took the bowl over, took a pair of clean chopsticks, and put half of the crab meat into Shen Yuanzhou's bowl.

"eat together."

Shen Yuanzhou originally wanted to refuse, but he stopped when he heard the words and wanted to call back.

Eat and drink enough.

Finally, there was a fruit plate for dessert.

Several people put down their chopsticks until they couldn't hold on until the end, and entered the state of sages.

He Yao slumped on the chair, rubbing her stomach while looking up at Zhuang Sining.

"By the way, Zhou Xingdu is so big, do you cook all the dishes by yourself?"

"Yes." Zhuang Sining took the warm water handed over by Shen Yuanzhou, moistened his throat and said, "I'm busy alone at the moment. I made it in advance and put it in the incubator."

"How can you be so busy all by yourself?" Shen Tianci frowned, revealing two small canine teeth, "I'll talk to my mother when I go back, and ask her to find out for you, if there is any better chef, I'll recruit them to help you. "

Zhuang Sining shook her head in disapproval: "It takes a while to learn to find a chef. It may not taste like me. Of course, the most important thing is that my dishes have their own set of recipes. I blindly look for someone. There is a risk of leakage."

Shen Tianci deeply felt that what Zhuang Sining said made sense.

He thought for a while and there was no other way, so he scratched his head.

"Then what should I do? As far as I have eaten so many high-end restaurant dishes, the taste of your restaurant is unique on the main planet, and it will definitely not take long before it becomes popular. At that time, you must come here to cook without taking classes, right?"

Zhuang Sining didn't know, but she didn't think of a better solution for the time being.

"Let's see when the time comes. If it doesn't work, we'll close the store for a while."

She lowered her eyes and sighed, wondering: "Isn't technology very advanced now? Why isn't there a company that produces kitchen robots that can cook from recipes?"

When Zhang Chen heard it, his heart moved slightly.

This business requires high technical support, and currently there is no company in Interstellar that has this capability.But it can be seen with the naked eye that as long as this product can be produced, the income will be incomparable.

(End of this chapter)