Chapter 1821: Summer in Fool Village (Thirty-Three)

Facing Selina's roar, Bruce was like a crumbling coconut tree in the storm, and it wasn't over yet, Selina said angrily, raising her tone.

"Maggie thinks I should accept the money we exchanged for our labor in order to feel more confident when dealing with you, but I will accept it purely because I want to get a haircut and barbershops in the East End are very expensive!"

"You think I buy 39-cent cookies because they are cheap or because I had a hard time in childhood, but I buy them purely because this brand of cookies is very sweet from the cookies to the chocolate beans inside, and the dessert is It should be sweet, not something that accentuates the natural flavor of the organic ingredients and makes it smell like the chef just fucked a goat!”

"I object to your extremely complicated wedding process. It's not because I'm ashamed to talk to people of a different class than me, or because I don't understand the etiquette of upper class society and worry about exposing myself. It's entirely because I feel uncomfortable wearing a composite plastic suit. It’s really stupid to heat yourself up to the point of heatstroke by talking in the hot sun for hours!”

"I scratched that damn Thalia Algur's face, not because I support you conceptually or because I have something to defend and therefore have to fight against her, I just fucking felt like she suddenly It’s annoying to come out!”

“Why do fucking humans have to have some fucking complicated reason to do something fucking?! Can’t I just do it for my own comfort?!!!”

"bite!"

The sound from the oven in the kitchen interrupted Selena's roar. You stared at Selena blankly, and Selena turned around and walked behind the oven, taking out a huge iron plate from the oven. , and put it under the island.

Seeing what was under the iron plate, Pan Cookie was stunned. There were several rows of steaming, shiny cookies placed regularly below.

Selena's eyes were also reflecting the shimmer in the white darkness. I used my hands wearing oven mitts to push the entire plate of cookies in the direction of the cookie plate. Mo Aiai looked behind you in disbelief. food.

Pan Cookie carefully picked up a piece of cookie with two fingers, which was completely different from the cookie you bought in terms of shape and smell. It was so crisp that it seemed to fall apart when touched.

"No, it's your first time to make that kind of thing, but you make sure that every ingredient you add is as fine as a chemical ratio, the stirring and mixing time is calculated in seconds, and the baking temperature and heat are absolutely accurate. , it will be unpalatable, right?”

"If you mind, just stay away. I definitely have to be with you. My mother doesn't deserve this. She even scolds herself for being blind when she's full. I'm bothering you more!"

Just as Selena was about to speak, Pan Cookie stretched out a hand and said, "I'll listen to you first, Selena, and then let him express his opinion, is that bad?"

"First of all, I suspect that poor people can also enjoy themselves in hardship. It is a common problem for poor people that they will not be happy at certain times, because they, or at most a part of them, do not feel happier because they imagine that poor people are happy."

"Even if he's Batman?"

"That's why... Oh, say it again, you are picking up stray dogs! Selena!"

Mo Aiai spread her hands and said: "What's more disgusting than accusing Mo Xuwu of being inaccurate is delaying in forgiving it, because that's like saying that he really has no reason for his behavior, and you are worse than him even if you have made a mistake." Cause of action.”

Pan Cookie grabbed another cookie and stuffed it out of his mouth, as if to block his own mouth. You chewed the food outside your mouth hard, but found that it was harder than you thought.

Selena wiped her mouth while looking at you. The tight feeling from the sugar in her throat had still completely subsided, so she spoke fewer love words for the moment.

"Of course, but plastic bags are out of the question."

Selena turned around and saw Pan Cookie rolling over the island and sitting on the edge. You reached out and pulled Selena over, kissing the side of my neck. Selena kissed your forehead back and asked, "But You still have to ask, what book did he go to your study to find?"

Pan Cookie put his elbows under the table, looked at me and said, "Look, you will always apologize for your likes and dislikes of food, because you never assume that others understand you, since others are qualified to forgive you. It’s natural for you to forgive others.”

Selena paused for a moment.

"Because you really want to know what historical mystery there is in that medieval white composite plastic bag he insists you wear..."

"But you and I need anyone to tell you 'It's related', 'It's unforgivable', 'You don't mind', what on earth are they forgiving? "

Selena walked to the faucet and filled it with a small glass of water to wash away the terrible sweetness. I said with great annoyance: "Do you forgive him or admire him? My dear, just do it." I know this 500g of sugar is right.”

"It's eight o'clock in the morning now, and you will have a hearing with the FBI at eight o'clock tomorrow morning. I'm sure you will be absent. It will be regarded as the smallest peach farce of this century. You are but There is no way to continue charging him, and he will be targeted by an angry FBI and frustrated reporters.”

"No, I know he hates eating flavored, organic food, but you are glad that you made the right decision in return for the delicious food he provided you."

"You're sorry, his digestive system and immunity have been challenged for seventy years by this, but there's no doubt it's working, it's protected him so he deserves a lot worse, really."

"You are his girlfriend."

Mo Aiai could see the traces of hand pressure below, and behind your eyes there was a scene of Selena, who was alone outside the kitchen, carefully shaping the cookies into a round shape with her fingers before you left.

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"But poverty is your accurate, it is just your origin and experience, it is a part of you, and any part of you needs to be forgiven by anyone."

Just when Pan Cookie feels that he has consumed too much saliva and his mouth is no longer dry, a glass of slightly warm milk is placed behind your face, and the fragrance of the collision of milk and Mo Ai rushes down the cerebellum again, Pan Cookie I finished a glass of milk with a gurgling sound.

"Of course, it would be unsafe if he just ate a few pieces, but the content of harmful substances in the two small family packs he bought for 78 cents is probably hovering below the safety line where quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes. "

"But that kind of strictness and modesty seems very ridiculous to you."

Pan Cookie just stared blankly at the cookies under the table, and then looked up into eyes like Mo Aiai's. There was no incredible sincerity in them, not even some behavior or confidence.

Then Celine said with a proud face.

Covering your eyes with your hands as you plate the cookie, you already think about how you are eating now. You know that you have lost a lot of cookie crumbs because of your work, but my God, you have fallen in love with the devil, and you will not be able to follow your oath. How is it?

"That was so sweet...sorry."

"Besides every Cinderella-type romantic love story, a small part of the prince's charm must come from the fact that he has no money but discriminates against the poor, and is willing to spend generously to change some of our habits."

"That has something to do with the value of the raw materials and processing tools. Your industrial assembly line food has nothing unique about it. No one can guarantee that it can be copied perfectly if you can see the production process and specific formulas."

"And the lifestyle habits that are brought out of the ghettos cannot be forgiven, but have to be erased and made worse."

"So you are now discussing this agreed-upon issue?"

"Well...the origin of human history or something."

The battle just now consumed as much energy as a plate of cookies. The hunger in your belly reminds you to replenish carbohydrates and sugar, so you fill your mouth with food like an excavator, one piece after another, until half the plate is gone. Cookies.

Then your eyes widened and you said, "He's right, Selina, industrial assembly line food lines are fucking shit!"

Did you pretend to be polite and bite off a large piece, but instead opened your mouth and stuffed the entire cookie away? You closed your teeth and chewed for the first time before blurting out a curse word.

Mo Aimai burst out laughing. You stuffed a cookie into your mouth and said while chewing, "He didn't even put sugar on the outside of the chocolate beans. You dare to say that was the only flaw in that copy."

Pan Qiaoqiao closed his eyes, leaned forward with the heel of his palm against his forehead, and let out a slightly emotional groan, and then said: "He can do that, Mo Aimai, he can tell you that organic food is the same." They are all tasteless, and they may even taste worse than Basin Egg Tart, Giant Fried Chicken, Sweet Biscuit Mountain Cheese Falls! This will make you feel less guilty when eating junk food before!”

Mo Aiai tried her best to savor the rich bitterness brought by the two chocolate beans in this mouthful, and then said: "You dare to do it because that is the only advantage, and you are very worried about whether his sense of taste is abnormal. That is what you have eaten in your life." The sweetest thing ever.”

A small characteristic of cheap biscuits is not that they put less thought into the shape. What is the shape of the discharging spout? What is the shape of the cookie? The shape of the cookie is absolutely trustworthy. If Mo Aai thinks about it, I can't knead a piece of Mo Ai. It's a statue of Jesus, but I still spent 170,000 energy trying to make it as round as possible.

Mo Aiai looked at Bruce in shock, and then said in a ridiculous tone: "He took these expensive inorganic raw materials and used his most genius chemical formula in the world to spend 170,000 US dollars." An oven that costs 39 cents for a small package of poor cookies?”

"Oh, don't say that he did it because you deserved it and that it was his way of showing his love that it had something to do with you. He definitely wanted to hear the bad news."

"So you have just quickly learned baking techniques and improved their ingredient list, removing all harmful substances or replacing them with toxic and harmful substances, and replacing all the ingredients with weaker ones. But you promise, the taste will definitely change.”

"This is a fishtail wedding dress, it suits him very well..."

"You thought you were going to get a lower rating for that blues."

"Actually, he used..."

"So the news conference often says that the way a rich man expresses his love for his partner is not entirely because he doesn't care about your poor background. He can tolerate the same habits as you and me."

The butter cookies were not even dry, but the ones Selena made were immediately broken into huge particles before they were stuffed out of her mouth. The moment the saliva flowed out, they were filled with oily, floury and extreme sweetness. The wonderful mixture of taste and taste directly washed away from the cerebellum from the nasal cavity, giving a heavy blow to the organ that secretes dopamine.

He put the cookie on the plate and put the cookie out of his mouth.

"Furthermore, they also hesitantly suspect that before the poor become rich, they will be ashamed of their experiences when they were poor. Any mention of that past will hurt our sensitive self-esteem."

"You pawed the eyes of this man named Talia in extreme anger. You have no experience in doing that, so you are sure that because of what you did, your eyes will be blind within ten hours."

"Why read that kind of book?"

"The mark left by poverty is indelible. You will hate this kind of sweet dessert very much. It is also because you have more opportunities to eat sweets when you are young, and the few sweets you can eat are very sweet. That experience has shaped your taste."

"Here it comes again." Pan Cookie Qiti said in a low voice, looking at Celine You said, "Although you haven't said it many times, you still have to say it the first time. That trick will work for you. You will always pick up stray dogs on rainy days!"

Mo Ai'ai and Selina both looked at Bruce in silence. Selina sat under the chair. I felt my wrist, then looked up at the plate of cookies and said, "Try one? It might be more exciting than no poison, right?"

Mo Ai'ai listened very seriously. I didn't express my opinion on it. I just reached out and took out a cookie that was not yet cold and put it out of my mouth. Then I frowned at this moment.

"You just want to say that the company that produces GNE chocolate Mo Ai cookies does not produce any food with a very amazing ingredient list, and from the results of your test on Mo Ai's slag, our production department has faithfully added every item in the ingredient list, and also gave some big surprises."

Mo Ai found that Selena's eyes would be bluer in the dim light, and you let out a small cry of joy, and then said: "Don't talk to you in that rich man's tone! The newspaper is wrong, he is more manipulative than the devil, he is a mental sadist!"

"You want to stop him from eating junk food." Mo Ai looked at the plate of cookies and said: "But the idea of ​​the ingredients that cannot be missing from food is too timid among them. You even add such a small number of ingredients to poison."