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Book 4: Chapter 75:2: Concert and Dessert, Part 2
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Book 4: Chapter 75:2: Concert and Dessert, Part 2

The first store, Blissful Desserts:

This store specialized in all sorts of cakes.

“How is it? Is it delicious?”

“It is delicious; it suits my taste!” At this moment, Nightingale blissfully ate the cheesecake before her. She also had a cup of coffee beside the cake.

“It’s average. It is not as delicious as Ah Heng’s cake.” In contrast, this was Skadi’s evaluation of the cake before her.

“Skadi, don’t say that. Their cake is quite nice too.” When Chen Heng first met Skadi, he gave her some cake he had baked.

Although the cake from this store was quite delicious, it could not compare to the mid-tier cooking Chen Heng spent 500 points to buy.

One shouldn’t look at the word mid-tier and conclude it was weak. The mid-tier cooking represented the highest standard that most human chefs could achieve without resorting to special abilities.

“…” Nightingale no longer found her cake enjoyable. She did not know Chen Heng could bake; he had never baked for her before.

She clearly came first. Why did Skadi, who got to know Chen Heng later, get to have Chen Heng’s cake while she did not?

Stare…

“…”

Stare…

“…”

Stare…

“Alright, alright. Nightingale, don’t look at me like that. I’ll admit it was wrong of me not to send you the cake I baked. Don’t look at me like that, alright?”

Nightingale’s stare scared Chen Heng. She said nothing, only staring at him.

If someone else had stared at Chen Heng like this, he would not have reacted. However, Nightingale’s stare was strangely effective.

Not that Chen Heng felt embarrassed at being stared at. Rather, Nightingale’s gaze was extremely pure. When she looked at him with such a gaze, he felt like he had let her down, a strange feeling.

“I want cake. I want your cake.”

“Actually, my cake is not that tasty.” Chen Heng tried struggling.

“I don’t care. I want it!”

“But I don’t have the right equipment for it, so I can’t make it. Don’t even think about it. The hotel does not have baking equipment.”

“…”

“It’s fine, Little Brother. It looks like you are a tourist, right? Since the hotel does not have the right equipment, you can use our store’s.” Just as Chen Heng thought this was over, an overbearing voice boomed out.

Chen Heng looked to the side and saw a middle-aged man wearing the uniform of a pastry chef. This man looks…urm…burly?

Pardon Chen Heng’s directness, but this person’s face did not match the clothes.

“…” This time, it was Chen Heng’s turn to be speechless. He had not expected the pastry chef of Blissful Desserts to turn up by the side and volunteer his equipment.

“Young lad, there’s no need to thank me. Go quickly. Never argue with your girlfriend.”

“…” Which eye of yours saw she is my girlfriend? Furthermore, you should be the owner of this store, right? Why do you have free time to be here? Don’t you have to run the store?

“There’s no need to stand on ceremony. Look at your girlfriend’s expectant gaze.” The pastry chef patted Chen Heng’s shoulder.

“We don’t have that kind of relationship…thank you. Boss, bring me to the kitchen, then.” Chen Heng wanted to refuse, but he glanced back and saw Nightingale’s eyes shining with eagerness—and swallowed his words.

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The kitchen:

“Young lad, do you need my help?”

“There’s no need. I do know a thing or two about baking.”

“Young lad, confidence is a good thing. Very few youths know how to bake nowadays. Rather, very few youths know how to cook.” The store owner sighed as he watched Chen Heng. It looked like he was worried about Chen Heng baking alone.

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After some time:

“How unexpected! Young lad, you are a master baker! Although I feel embarrassed to ask, can I have a slice?”

The middle-aged man, who accompanied Chen Heng, pointed awkwardly to one of the four prepared slices.

Although embarrassed, the middle-aged man could not withstand the allure.

“Of course, you can. Uncle, one of these four pieces is for you in the first place. After all, I can’t use your ingredients and oven for nothing, right?”

“Excellent! Very excellent! Youths like you are rare these days. As thanks, I’ll cover your bill today.”

“Then, Boss, do you want to eat with us?”

“There’s no need. I won’t be a third wheel. Young lad, I feel that you are a nice person, so I would like to give you a suggestion based on my experience.”

“What’s the suggestion?”

“Seeing how you can easily manage two girls, I think you must be an old hand at relationships. As someone experienced, I can only suggest you quickly pick one and marry her. You cannot carry on like this for too long. It is very easy to get hurt.”

“…Uncle…please. I have not even been in a relationship; I’ve never even had a single girlfriend. Isn’t it too early for you to be telling me this stuff? I’m just eighteen years old.”

“…It looks like Uncle has overthought. Alright, alright. Go out quickly. Your two female friends are waiting for you.”

Perhaps the middle-aged baker felt his attempt at giving advice had backfired and was a little embarrassed. After placing the three slices of cake on a tray and placing the tray in Chen Heng’s hand, he pushed Chen Heng out.

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“It is very delicious! Ah Heng’s cakes are the best!” Just a quick taste of Chen Heng’s cake had Nightingale feeling intoxicated. Skadi also showed the same expression.

“This is much nicer than the cake you made previously. I now feel Ah Heng is biased. Even though the previous cake was delicious, it did not give me such a feeling.”

“I only used ordinary ingredients when I baked for you previously. I added a special ingredient this time.”

The so-called special ingredient was the seasoning that immortal chefs frequently used.

“Hey! Ah Heng, why didn’t you bring me cake previously?”

Why didn’t I bring you cake? Don’t you know? Before the heart maze, our relationship had not reached the point of us sending each other cakes.

Despite eating the cake from this store and the one Chen Heng baked, the group was not full yet because of his medicinal pill. Hence, they resumed their gastronomical adventure in Lungmen.

Although Chen Heng’s cake was incredibly delicious, it did not mean it could replace other desserts, so they still had to continue their planned journey.

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