Fengyin’s first pancakes.
It cannot be said that it is the complete first time, but the pancakes are slightly different from the previous ones.
The customer opposite her looked down at the pancakes with a hole in the pan. He looked at Feng Yin with a strange expression and asked carefully: “You can’t have been working for seven or eight years, right?”
“Ah?”
Feng Yin, who was concentrating on spreading pancakes, looked up at the customer’s eyes.
After the customer gave her a look that I understood, he said in a loud voice: “The boss’s pancake stall is really good.”
Really good?
Feng Yin looked at the first pancake in his hand. There were four holes alone, and some egg skin.
She just got started and didn’t fully master it, but she had good cooking skills. I believe it would be almost done after doing two or three.
“Your requirements are really low.”
Feng Yin put the incomplete pancake in his hand almost the same, took a knife and shoveled it aside, preparing to make one for him.
“Don’t – I can do it. It’s not easy for you to not disturb your work. Give it to me! I can definitely act very deliciously and will not make people doubt you.”
The customer whispered, constantly blinking at Feng Yin, and his expression of reassurance in my work was puzzled by Feng Yin.
What do you doubt?
In the flash of lightning, the wind understood.
Is this a pancake stall that treats her as an undercover agent?
There are many such jokes on the Internet, but I didn’t expect that this customer is still enthusiastic about contributing to the country.
Is this to be a escort for her?
“This will not be wasted. I will eat it myself in a while. I will thank you first, but I am not what you thought.”
Feng Yin started to spread the second pancake, with only one hole, and made great progress.
“Of course not. I didn’t think about anything. You are just a pancake. How can I not know if I buy it from you every day?”