When I turn back into a man [Western Fantasy]

Chapter 70

An hour later, Tong Zhan, who hastily bid farewell to Luo Sen and left, squatted in the corner of the training room expressionlessly, confessing himself.

He wanted to chop his head off and shake it a few times to hear the sound of waves.

Why did he just have a brain twitch and agreed to Luo Sen's help...

God knows how he can help?Did you bend yourself and send it to your door for someone to chew on?

He is straight!

Tong Zhan rubbed his temples.

If you are obsessed with money, you must be obsessed with money.

He completely ignored the state of his blushing and heartbeat at that moment, and finally attributed the responsibility to the words that Lawson said "open pastry shops all over the continent".

I firmly believe that I have been bewitched by sugar-coated cannonballs.

He spat at himself fiercely, then stood up, took the enlarged sandbag in front of him as a temptation of money, and punched and kicked it.

"Forget it, take one step at a time."

After Tong Zhan vented his depression, he muttered in a low voice.

Anyway, it wasn't the first time he had fooled Luo Sen. At worst, he said that he had sent a message to his brother, but he ignored him too!

In this way, it's not that he didn't help, but that he couldn't help, and it didn't count as breaking his promise.

Tong Zhan nodded, yes, that's it.

He resumed training for a while, and a mercenary came to invite him to compete, and Tong Zhan readily agreed.

It's almost the end of the year. Apart from the fact that the mercenary regiments haven't received many missions, the number of non-team missions that can be accepted by the mercenary union has also decreased a lot.

Therefore, the mercenaries in the base are relatively leisurely, and the greatest pleasure is to "communicate" and exchange ideas with other people.

The strength of Tong Zhan, a young genius, has long been considered by them to be comparable to that of the leader, and in addition, he will not be as stressed in front of him as he is in front of the leader.

So when Tong Zhan came to the training ground when he was free, he became inexplicably popular.

Every day, people warmly invite him to exchange ideas.

Tong Zhan never refuses anyone who comes, anyway, he fights very fast, and it doesn't take much time to fight a dozen rounds.

At this time, the two came to the indoor training ground at the back, and found that every room was already occupied, so they picked one and waited patiently outside.

Tong Zhan's ears were sharp, and he heard several mercenaries on the sidelines talking about the year-end celebration, and words such as regiment leader appeared from time to time.

Curious in his heart, he subconsciously moved a little closer.

I just heard a mercenary say: "...I bet, at this year's year-end celebration reception, there must be no less than fifteen women who approached the head of the group. I heard from Catherine last year..."

Halfway through the man's speech, he glanced at Tong Zhan who was approaching from the corner of his eye, and immediately stopped talking, put on a smile and said, "Little cutie? Are you here to discuss?"

Tong Zhan nodded, wanting him to finish what he said in his heart.

But probably because Tong Zhan was still a child, this kind of gossip about the head of the regiment was not very good for children, so the mercenaries quickly changed the topic.

Tong Zhan felt a little regretful, and wrote down the matter of the year-end celebration in his heart, planning to ask Moceline when he had time.

He stayed on the training ground until almost noon, and felt a little hungry, so he ran to the restaurant to find Sangers.

Sangers was humming a song and preparing lunch for Lawson. When he saw Tong Zhan coming over, his eyes lit up, "Little Tongtong, you came just in time. I will prepare the leader's lunch soon. I'd better trouble you to give it to him." Give it away?"

He pointed to a large pot of soup that was about to cook, "That way I don't have to turn off the fire."

Tong Zhan immediately shook his head like a rattle.

"Let me help you look at the soup, Uncle Sangers, I'm a little tired from the whole morning of sparring."

Just kidding, he didn't even have time to avoid Lawson, so how could he take the initiative to send himself to the door.

"That's fine, please."

Sangers didn't notice anything at all, and cheerfully put the prepared food on the dining car and sent it to Lawson.

Tong Zhan started kneading the dough while looking at the cauldron.

When Sangers came down, he saw that he was cooking noodles in another pot.

"Secretly start a small stove for yourself again?"

Sangers teased him.

Although the food in this world tastes good, only the taste of hometown is the one that never gets tired of eating.

Tong Zhan sometimes wants to change his taste, so he cooks some dishes by himself to reward his five internal organs temple.

Therefore, Sangers is often jokingly referred to as a small stove.

He cooked a big pot of chewy and smooth hand-rolled noodles, and warmly invited Sangers to have lunch with him.

Sangers was not polite to him either. The older and the younger were each holding a big soup bowl, and gulped down the whole bowl of noodles.

"It's really good, better than any noodles I've had before."

Sangers finished the last sip of noodle soup and praised with satisfaction.

Tong Zhan and You Rongyan.

Among other things, the noodle culture in this world is too barren, and it can't compare to the thousands of noodle recipes in his recipes.

After lunch, Tong Zhan went to the cubicle beside him.

Sangers knew he was going to work on his "pastry" again.

He suddenly remembered that when he went to deliver lunch to the leader himself, he rarely saw the leader come out to pick up the meal, so he chatted with the leader.

The group leader is also very concerned about Xiao Tongtong. Knowing that he often helps him in the back kitchen, he specifically told him to let him do less work.

This reminded Sangers of the scene where Tong Zhan called Luo Sen out of the room with a wave of his hand.

Sure enough, everyone likes the cutie very much.

He smiled knowingly and continued to work on his own affairs.

Tong Zhan has been using the small compartment in the back kitchen to make pastries recently, and it seems that he has turned it into an exclusive small kitchen.

In order to avoid trouble, basically all the pastries he usually made were taken to Lawson, and only one copy was left for Sangers to taste alone.

Not even Moceline and Auster had tasted it.

However, although Lawson has returned to the base this time, he is usually a person who rarely even enters the restaurant, let alone the back kitchen.

So Tong Zhan decided to stay here in the afternoon and make new pastries quietly, without going anywhere.

What he is trying to make now is a delicious and beautiful pastry among Chinese pastries——Crystal Osmanthus Cake.

The sweet-scented osmanthus cake made in the system was crystal clear. Tong Zhan tried several times without the system before finally making an sweet-scented osmanthus cake that satisfied him.

He tasted it himself first, and thought it was good, so he put four pieces in a small plate and prepared to take it out for Sangers to taste.

As a result, he just yelled "Sangers" and placed the delicate fork on the plate, when a deep and familiar voice came from behind him.

Luo Sen, who never stepped into the restaurant, was staring at the plate of crystal clear osmanthus cake in the little guy's hand with raised eyebrows, and asked curiously: "What is this?"

Because the appearance of this crystal osmanthus cake was quite different from those made by Tong Zhan before, even though Luo Sen guessed that this was probably a new type of cake, he couldn't help but ask.

Tong Zhan: ...

He moved his mouth stiffly: "Crystal osmanthus cake..."

Seeing Luo Sen's interested expression, Tong Zhan tactfully presented the small plate in his hand.

"Brother Luo Sen... Do you want to try it?"

"Okay."

Lawson took the small plate very naturally, separated a small piece with the small fork that Tong Zhan had just placed on it, and then put it into his mouth.

He savored it carefully and praised: "It's delicious."

Sangers came over in a hurry from the other side at this time, and was a little surprised to see that Lawson had come to the back kitchen, "Captain? Why are you here?"

But as soon as he asked, he saw that Luo Sen was holding food that was obviously made by Tong Zhan.

So he misunderstood immediately, thinking that Luo Sen had made an agreement with Tong Zhan, and came to find him specially.

He laughed, "I thought Xiao Tongtong was asking me to come over and try some new pastries just now, but it turned out that I misheard."

Luo Sen raised his eyebrows, and heard the mystery from his words. It turned out that he was not the first to taste the pastries brought by Tong Zhan?

But he didn't care about it right away, but looked down at Tong Zhan, who was a little nervous, and asked maliciously, "Try a new pastry?"

He smiled slightly, "I didn't expect you and your brother to be able to make cakes? They are indeed brothers and sisters. No wonder I just thought this sweet-scented osmanthus cake had a familiar taste."

Tong Zhan: ...

He just made crystal osmanthus cake for the first time today, what kind of familiar taste...

Tong Zhan explained with some embarrassment: "Actually, this is the formula my brother told me, and I just learned how to make it..."

As soon as he said this, Sangers next to him felt a little strange, and said suspiciously: "Little Tongtong, do you have an older brother? These pastries are not..."

Didn't you research it for a long time and make it one by one?

Tong Zhan almost forgot that there was Sangers next to him, but he had been cheering him on from the first day he started researching the formula.

At this time, Tong Zhan was only thinking about how to lie in front of Luo Sen, but he missed that there was a time bomb, Sangers.

As soon as he heard what Sangers said earlier, he immediately knew what he wanted to say later, so he quickly called out: "Ah!!——"

Sangers was frightened by his unexpected scream, and stopped the second half of his speech.

Luo Sen was keenly aware of Tong Zhan's intentions, and stared at him with great interest to see what he wanted to do.

Tong Zhan was quick-witted, pulled Luo Sen's sleeve and walked out, saying loudly: "Brother Luo Sen! I suddenly remembered something very important to tell you, Uncle Sangers, let's go first! "

After finishing speaking, he threw away the dazed Sangers and dragged Lawson out of the restaurant.

He was so strong that Luo Sen was almost staggered by him, and smiled and said: "Don't worry, talk slowly, you almost tore my clothes."

Tong Zhan didn't care, and dragged him to the corridor outside the restaurant, only to feel safer.

He let go of Lawson's sleeve, only to realize that the fabric was almost deformed by him, so he quickly pulled it back, trying to save it.

Lawson said it didn't matter.

He hooked his lips and asked, "Didn't you just say you had something to tell me?"

"It's a very important thing," he said.

That's just an excuse made up to drag you away from the source of danger!

Tong Zhan wanted to scratch his head.

But it would be obvious that he had to find something to prevaricate. After thinking about it, he could only say, "That... I've already contacted my brother..."

Lawson looked at him intently, with anticipation in his eyes, "Huh? And then?"

Tong Zhan bit the bullet and continued, "Then I said something nice to you..."

He originally wanted to follow what he thought before, saying that after he said a few words for him, his brother ignored him.

But this meeting met Luo Sen's eyes, and he somehow felt that he couldn't make sense of it.

He choked up, and finally said resignedly: "My brother said that he will contact you later, and...he is not angry with you..."

Forget it, Tong Zhan thought desperately.

Even if you don't have that kind of intention towards Lawson, it's not a problem for you to keep hiding. If that's the case, let's have a good talk with Lawson.

Maybe after making it clear, the two can continue to be friends?

Luo Sen was taken aback for a moment, and after hearing him say these words, a little surprise gradually enlarged in his eyes.

He didn't expect Tong Zhan to emphasize that he was not angry with him, so that the smile on his face could no longer be hidden.

Seeing the man in front of him who always had a cold face a long time ago, Tong Zhan smiled like a flower blooming in spring, and his magnetic voice sounded slowly.

"Thank you for your help, I am very happy."

Tong Zhan was dumbfounded by his laughter, feeling a little at a loss.

He seemed to accept him without even mentioning his brother?

Is this person happy a little too early?