I’m A Baller

　　 Lin Weiwei is now using Wang Yan to do nothing. People have no desire for you and are stubborn. The result is that they can't win the scolding, and can't ignore it. What should I do?

　　 cold sauce.

　　 "Walk around, I want to eat Fu Song's galette, almond filling!"

　　 Lin Weiwei is a woman who can regulate her emotions. She threw away the mess, and immediately became cheerful again.

　　 Being infected by her, Wang Yan's mood also increased, and with her, he walked towards the three-story large supermarket.

　　FAU-CHON is a very interesting high-end food supermarket, which is very unusual, but lives better than anyone else.

　　Cakes, desserts, French food, cafes, wine cellars, various jams and chocolates made on-site, all kinds of things that shouldn't belong to the supermarket can be found here.

　　 However, it is essentially a dessert shop, isn't it magical?

　　Wang Yan is the first time to visit such a supermarket. Everything is fresh.

　　 But he is different from ordinary curious babies. Even if his eyes are full of probing, his manners are still very correct, so he is not like watching lively dicks, but like inspecting his own industry.

　　 When I saw the handmade chocolate, my eyes lit up.

　　Fosong’s handmade chocolates are very famous among petty-bourgeoisie consumers. Raw materials from Valrhona, exquisite master craftsmanship, and the super high quality of a century-old French brand...

　　 Just buy it anyway.

　　 Lin Weiwei is actually not a pure foodie, she feels a little scared of this stuff.

　　 "Pure cocoa butter chocolate... If you are going to buy this thing as a gift for Liu Li... Well, in fact, she has always exercised more than me. It's okay to eat less."

　　 "I am really interested in this handicraft."

　　 Wang Yan did not look up, staring at the master intently.

　　 It was a young man with a shameless appearance, with an attitude as focused as Wang Yan. He treated a bunch of raw puree as serious as his lover, so he had a unique charm.

　　 He didn't say hello to Wang Yan until he was finished with the work at hand.

　　 "Hello, two guests, my name is Qi Heng, professional, and CAPPatissier is certified. I am currently an apprentice chocolatier who is still pursuing his dream. If your requirements are not high, I will be happy to serve you."

　　 The young man smiled confidently. Wang Yan originally wanted to find a "master" to help, but thinking of the other's concentration, suddenly changed his mind.

　　Perhaps, in terms of mind, it is better to follow the fate, and not to have to demand perfection.

　　 "Can you make a chocolate for me? If there are less complicated parts, I hope I can help you share some."

　　 Qi Heng smiled clearly: "Should you give it to your girlfriend?"

　　 laughed and laughed, then quietly glanced at Lin Weiwei.

　　 blind!

　　 Wang Yan and Lin Weiwei complained silently in their hearts at the same time.

　　 "No problem, the less complicated parts, or even the more complicated parts, can actually be done by you. Your mind, don't care about appearance so much."

　　 I really like it!

　　 For an instant, Wang Yan felt more pleasing to the other person.

　　 "Thank you! Where should we start?"

　　Handmade chocolate making is a simple and complicated thing.

　　 The complicated part is ignored for the time being, so as not to be spit out by book friends.

　　The simple part is really simple.

　　 First, make ganache.

　　Melting chocolate, adding fresh cream to emulsify it, it is equivalent to a kind of chocolate milk filling.

　　 Under the guidance of Qi Heng, Wang Yan added chocolate and whipped cream to the basin in front of the console. Starting from the middle, he fully stirred and emulsified by drawing small circles.

　　 Qi Heng gave timely guidance: "The blender should be attached to the bottom of the basin, and then spread to the surrounding chocolate, all evenly mixed. When stirring, pay attention to avoiding bubbles as much as possible... Yes, you are doing very well."

　　 Make Ganesh, Qi Heng asked again: "Would you like to add some nuts?"

　　 Wang Yan thought for a while and ordered three kinds: "Hazelnut, almond, pistachio."

　　The crushed nuts of moderate particle size are sprinkled into the basin, and after stirring, they are fully integrated.

　　While waiting for Ganesh to condense, Wang Yan asked Lin Weiwei: "What shape do you think is better?"

　　 "Of course it's a heart shape!"

　　 Lin Weiwei raised her eyebrows in disdain, as if she was saying: mental retardation.

　　 Wang Yan thought about it for a moment, and shook his head regretfully: "Sorry, I can't seem to do it."

　　Hand-cut ganache, cut into a heart shape?

　　 Sister, do you think I am Superman?

　　 Lin Weiwei was choked and was so angry: "Then you still ask me my opinion?!"

　　 "Just ask! You seem boring."

　　 I am autistic!

　　 You bastard, you not only abuse the dog face to face, but also molested it on the spot, inhumane!

　　 Lin Weiwei turned around and went to find the king cake, too lazy to say a word to him.

　　 Wang Yan is not distracted, and works silently.

　　 When the ganache is condensed, cut the sandwich into small pieces, and then immerse one by one in the tempered chocolate and then fish out, so that a thin layer of chocolate shell is attached to the surface of the ganache.

　　 "If there is no chocolate shell, it is generally called Sheng Qiao. It is extremely perishable and can only be stored in the refrigerator."

　　 Qi Heng smiled and handed over a delicate packing box.

　　 "And what you are making now is called French bonbon strictly speaking. It is not qualified as an external product, but as a heart, it is great."

　　 "Thank you."

　　 Wang Yan didn't look up, and concentrated on placing chocolates in the box.

　　 The final step should be to sign the card and attach a gift.

　　 Wang Yan thought for a while, and wrote six words in dignified block letters——

　　The dream of spring grass is also suitable for summer.

　　 is from Xin Qiji's poem "He Lianggong·He Qianyun". On the train where Liu Li was first seen, Wang Yan showed her this poem.

　　 Qi Heng watched Wang Yan finish writing ~www.readwn.com~ and exclaimed: "Wow, what a beautiful word! Your girlfriend is so lucky."

　　 Working at Shin Kong Place, Qi Heng has no lack of vision.

　　 Wang Yan wears a luxury outfit, showing wealth.

　　 has a very good temperament, which shows his education.

　　 is accompanied by beautiful women but not ambiguous, showing loyalty.

　　 can bear the temper to make handmade chocolates, always focus on the whole process, showing my sincerity.

　　 also wrote beautiful calligraphy, which shows knowledge.

　　 is almost a perfect boyfriend template, men will be jealous, women will yearn, **** men will be more curved.

　　 When he wants to come, no matter who the real girlfriend is, he is lucky enough and happy enough.

　　 But Wang Yan did not see happiness. After a moment of silence, he replied, "I am more fortunate."

　　 paid 900 oceans for this handmade tour and left.

　　 looked back and found Lin Weiwei, who was crazy shopping for low-fat desserts, dragged her to buy a lot of imported snacks, mainly red meat, seafood, low-fat healthy food, and then found a gift box packaging store.

　　 "Bring me such a big box."

　　 Wang Yan said, almost enough to fit a mini refrigerator.

　　 "Wow, dog, you are going to do something! Did you prepare some other gift for Xiao Liuli?"

　　 Lin Weiwei suddenly realized, so excited.

　　 She is kind after all, always happy for good sisters.

　　 Wang Yan raised his eyebrows and smiled mysteriously: "Secret."

　　 looks particularly awkward.