Chapter 137 Sincere Little Gusta

The next day.

York got up early, had a simple breakfast, did his daily exercise in the gym, and then went to the private shooting range for shooting.

Follow the daily practice indicators correctly.

Although he couldn't feel the progress of his skills, Yorks believed that with the accumulation day and night, there would definitely be a day when he would explode.

There is a system in place, and hard work will not deceive him.

until noon.

York was driving his F150 Ford Raptor towards somewhere.

He was going to buy what Lillian had sent last night.

A snack called Frigo cheese sticks.

In addition to Lillian, cousin Genaji and cousin Emily also like to eat this.

A long strip of cheese with a strong cheese flavor and a high calorie count.

The three of them mistook it for White Rabbit milk candy and ate half of it in one bite.

To be honest, he is a bit unreliable.

But in the words of the three people, they are experiencing the endless aftertaste in their mouths!

So cool!
After buying a large bag of Frigo cheese sticks in the supermarket and some weekly gifts for the three of them, Yorks continued to drive towards Gusta's shop.

After not having been there for a few days, he was curious about what became of little Gusta and Monica.

However, when he went over and parked his car on the street opposite the shop, he saw that there was one more person in Gusta's shop.

This person is none other than Monica who escaped from a serial killer.

She was even wearing the work uniform that belonged to the Gusta family shop.

"What a fast progress!" York smiled and admired little Gusta's progress, then unbuckled his seat belt.

at the same time.

The familiar pickup truck was parked outside and had long been spotted by little Gusta, who had been paying attention to the situation outside. He glanced at the busy Monica and felt inexplicably shy.

"DAd (Dad), Brother York is here, please give me the bread you prepared."

Hearing this, Mr. Gusta, who inherited his father's business, looked at his wife, then took out the packaging bag that had been prepared long ago from under the shelf and glanced at Monica who had also stopped.

"Go ahead, you really need to thank York, otherwise I feel like you wouldn't be where you are today."

After the two of them started dating, he and his wife already knew the story and what role York played.

Little Gusta glanced at the smiling Monica, took the bread bag handed to him by his father, and said seriously.

"I will."

Little Gusta grabbed a large bag of packaging and walked outside with Monica. When he saw Yorks getting off the car, he whispered to Monica.

"Brother York, his family has a dinner party every Sunday, so it was his grandfather who often came here to buy bread, then his father, and now it is Brother York who has inherited this habit."

Monica nodded, also looking at the impressive patrolman approaching: "No wonder you started preparing since this morning."

Little Gusta smiled and took Monica to greet York who was coming over.

"Should I say congratulations or be surprised?" Yorks looked at the still a little shy little Gusta, took the package he handed over and said with a smile.

"You're making great progress!" Yorks said, glancing at Monica who was smiling the whole time.

Compared to his previous appearance, the other party looked more refreshed.

Little Gusta said seriously: "Brother York! Thank you! Without your help, we would not be where we are today."

Monica nodded and agreed.

York said indifferently: "You have said this once before. Given our relationship, there is no need to say it so many times.
The packaging bags today seem heavy, huh? What did you do? "

Yorks lifted the package and he could feel that it was heavier than before, and even the package was much bigger than before.

Little Gusta said with a smile: "Brother York, I heard you say before that there is a kind of bread in China called Roujiamo that is delicious, so I tried to make it today."

Monica, who was standing by, took a look and added in a low voice, "Brother York, Dylan has been researching this since the day before yesterday. He failed many times, but it tasted really good after he succeeded."

York was stunned for a moment, then looked at little Gusta, who looked sincere but a little embarrassed by Monica's words, and smiled gently.

"Well, I'll savor it."

Little Gusta grinned: "How about you try it now, Brother York! See if it tastes like what you've had before? I asked Monica and the people at home to try it, and they all thought it tasted okay."

"it is good!"

York nodded and opened the package. There were already two different types of packages inside. In addition to the regular handmade croissants, there was also a kind of bread that looked very good.

When he opened it, from York's perspective, it looked like the roujiamo he had eaten in his previous life, and also like the Turkish roujiamo he had seen before.

It was a large, triangular-shaped pancake with a layer of dough in the middle, filled with all kinds of food. He saw grilled meat, potatoes, carrots, onions, tomatoes, cucumbers, and even fried eggplants with a little sauce on them.

Just by looking at the combination of appearance and ingredients, you can tell that Yorkshire tastes good without even eating it.

The Gusta family shop is an expert in making bread, so making bread is certainly not a problem for little Gusta and his friends, and there is no need to say much about the taste of the food in the bread.

After looking at little Gusta's expectant eyes, York picked up one of the paper bags containing roujiamo and took a big bite.

At that moment of chewing, he really found the food that he would eat often in the future.

When you take a bite, in addition to the aroma of barbecue and sauce, there is also the sweet taste of onion, tomato, cucumber and fried eggplant. All the flavors combined together explode in your mouth instantly.

To describe it in a very simple and rough way, it is crispy, tender, juicy and fragrant.

York gave a thumbs up to little Gusta who seemed a little nervous.

"good to eat!"

Little Gusta finally felt relieved, grinned, and laughed.

Monica was also happy for her boyfriend, at least his efforts were not in vain.

It had been a long time since I had eaten such a delicious roujiamo. York took several big bites and soon finished it all under the gaze of little Gusta and the others.

Folding the paper bag, York was still savoring the taste and smiled at little Gusta.

"This isn't something I should enjoy alone. I think you could try to sell it. It should be very popular."

Little Gusta and Monica looked at each other and said seriously, "Brother York, I will try."

"Well, next time I come, you can prepare for me one more serving of this Roujiamo you made, and the same number of handmade croissants." York smiled and reached out to pat the encouraged little Gusta.

"I'm going to take it back for my family to try."

(End of this chapter)