Run a Bakery In Another World

Sheila ran home like this. She ignored the voices of Cook and Hanni, and ran directly into her room. She quickly locked the door, and the door made a "bang".

She walked quickly to her desk, took out another bread from the storage ring, and placed it on the table again.

She was panting because she was running too quickly. She lowered her head and her blue eyes trembled slightly. She looked extremely uncomfortable, but her tight lips made people feel that she was still in her heart. There are unwillingnesses that cannot be ignored.

Sheila slowly clenched her hands on the table, her knuckles appearing pale. The room looked dim after the curtains were closed, but she could clearly see the smooth skin and delicate folds of the bread.

Xi La took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly, and whispered to herself like a psychological suggestion, "It's okay, it's okay."

It's just that suddenly, the hand she just raised, who originally wanted to enchant directly, was put down again. Sheila looked at the bread in front of her in a daze, and said, "No, it's not right."

Sheila still remembered what Karin said. She said that her bread is like wearing a beautiful dress on the bread. Now she enchants it again, even if it succeeds, it will be delicious because it becomes delicious. Changed?

The so-called enchantment relying on consciousness, is she already doubting now, and can't help thinking about it, does it mean that she may not be able to succeed in this way? What she is thinking about now is how to change the method, another method that can rub the magic energy into the blood of the bread, can explain her own, and turn the whole bread into an excellent magic product, even if it is not considered enchanted. Positive gain, it should also have the positive effects of ordinary excellent magic products such as beauty and health?

Sheila thought so, she ate the bread in front of her into her stomach in one breath, oh, it was still too delicious, but now, she is going to make more excellent bread, even better than this, even better Eat that.

When Sheila walked into the kitchen, Cook was still sorting out his oven, and he was thinking about the temperature difference in various positions of the oven.

"Dad." Sheila called to Cook, causing Cook to turn around and stand up.

"Sierra, it's almost night now, do you still want to try to make bread?" Cook seemed to know what Shira was thinking, or now Shira would think so when she walked into the kitchen.

Sheila did make bread, but she was not making the bread just now. She was a little embarrassed and said, "Dad, can you go out of the kitchen? I want to do an experiment in the kitchen."

"Ah." Cook cried out in surprise, and said very happily, "Of course, I'm going out now, do I need to close the door?"

"Need, thank you dad."

Cook didn't know what bread Sheila was going to make, but it was probably a genius baker who wanted to try some new things and didn't want his old father to know? It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, he definitely didn't feel angry. Sheila's liking for bread has been his happiest thing these days. As long as Sheila doesn't burn the kitchen, she can do it whatever she wants.

When Cook went out, she closed the wooden door of the kitchen by the way. Sheila exhaled quietly when she saw that there was no one in the kitchen. She looked at the dozens of sacks of wheat flour, barley flour, and other cereal powders in the corner. She put on the lace apron made for her by Hanni, and poured a spoonful of wheat flour with a wooden spoon. On the wooden table.

It was the same old method, adding eggs, kneading noodles, and kneading it into a state that stretched the muscles and stretched the membrane. Sheila kneaded more and more slowly, unknowingly opening her magic eyes to look at her golden hand. Her white tender hands wandered in the dough, and the dough seemed to have been pressed with the movement of her hands, and the magic energy began to slowly gather in her hands.

Suddenly, Sheila had a mysterious feeling of blessing to the soul. She gently tossed the dough upwards. The dough seemed to be wrapped in magic energy. Like the past when enchanting bread, she waved her hands and jumped out of the ballet she had studied seriously. The little girl wore a cute apron, and the spacious kitchen became a holy place for her magic. She turned around lightly, and the dough floating in the air was twisted into various shapes by the happy magic energy.

Sheila seemed to be able to feel the magic energy while pulling the dough, which was the joy of children playing with plasticine for the first time. She seemed to hear the jingle of magic energy, like a beautiful nursery rhyme. Sheila was immersed in it, and she happily turned in circles. Her white and tender hands were able to wave magic energy more flexibly than ever before. The shining magic energy was like a ribbon of delicate little stars. Dancing in the room with the nursery rhyme of "jingle bell" in circles, they are like lively and cheerful elves, making bread with Sheila happily.

Sheila stood on her toes and felt the magical energy itch slightly when she slipped across her ankles. When she enchanted before, she had never experienced the magical energy coming into contact with any part of her except the golden hand, but this time , They seemed to be very close, they slid across her face, brushed her big braids, and made the braids float in the air. Sheila didn't know where the confidence came from, she lit up her blue eyes and touched them. The fingers of a little flour moved slightly, commanding the magic to split the dough into small round doughs.

Sheila pointed her arm in the direction of the oven and said softly, "Go, buns."

The little doughs flew into the oven obediently one by one. There was obviously no fermentation process, but the magic molecules penetrated into it to make the dough fluffy. They floated in the oven and turned into one by one in ten seconds. With the orange-yellow scented buns, Sheila with her magic eyes could see that they were full of pure magical energy, which was more successful than any previous enchantment she had ever done.

Sheila's finger lightly touched, and the buns flew out one by one, under the eyes of the demon, they were like little suns, bursting with bright light, and after they fell on the table, the light became gentle.

With a "ding", the familiar voice sounded again, and Sheila's Enchanted Book appeared again in surprise. In front of Sheila, a layer of slightly dazzling golden light slowly slipped from the bottom of the book to the top of the book. Wherever it went, the black old book cover turned into a brand-new wood color, and the words "Bread Enchanted Book" on the cover became more powerful and glamorous.

Sheila watched it automatically turn to the first page, and it read in familiar text, "Congratulations to the host for successfully upgrading the book, and to reward the host with a new skill: all the enchanted bread will be successfully made by the host. It can be directly condensed into an enchanted bread with the same effect through magic energy, but the bread condensed by magic energy does not have the full stomach function of ordinary bread. It can only have the form and effect of the enchanted bread. If it is not eaten within 3 minutes, it will It will dissipate directly. Because the host's bread proficiency is low, currently only one can be instantaneously condensed in a day, please the host to cheer!

In addition, the bread **** likes the host’s bread very much. In order to encourage the host to make more delicious breads, all enchanted breads can only be made by the host’s hands. The breads with different enchanting effects need to be given different shapes and flavors to distinguish them. . I hope that the host will develop different flavors of bread, it is so delicious!

Instantly condensed bread can be made in one day: 1 piece. "

I have to make all the enchanted bread by myself in the future? Can't enchant Cook's bread directly anymore?

Sheila's inertia began to drift in her body, but she felt full of accomplishment when she looked at the neatly-shaped delicious bread on the table. Well, the problem is not too big for the fact that she makes bread so "crystal clear".

But... As mentioned in the book of enchantment, different enchanting effects must have different flavors of bread. This...this is even more difficult than before!

Sheila turned to the next page tentatively, and it turned out to be the familiar "Good Luck Bread Recipe", but its original text became an image of the butter bun she just made. The image was a delicate color lead painting, as if The scent of it can be smelled across the pages of the book, and the words "butter bun" are written beside the bun. There was a new reminder at the bottom of it, and the words that were written made Sheila a little stunned.

"Good luck bread can be made in one day: 6 pieces (max).

Please bear in mind, don’t rely on illusory luck. Temporary good luck does not necessarily bring long-term benefits to you in the future. Its enchanting effect may be very large, so large that you can avoid a death, but its effect may also be very good. It is so small that it can only avoid choking once. It does not know when it will lose its effect. It is very likely that its gain effect will disappear in the next second after eating it.

It's better to treat it as the food that has been offered to God, and believe it with your heart, but don't rely on it. "

This was a reminder that hadn't been there before, like a warning buried in Sheila's heart. After the forest incident, Monica and Sheila talked carefully, and Monica told Sheila that the junior magicians avoided death this time, but they might not have such good luck in the future. , Even because they didn't grow up in this simple experience, and if they didn't pay attention to it, it would probably hinder their long-term growth, leading to the future death due to their own lack of ability.

Of course, these are extreme phenomena, but they have to think about such possibilities. That’s why the school of magic allowed those students to re-experience one more time, including Sheila, who caused this "accident", to do the same. This is both Punishment also allows her to experience it deeply, making her realize that more important than luck, the ability to value oneself is the most important thing.

Sheila thought a lot in a daze. She even thought that since the book of enchantment, she was indeed lucky, but after her book of enchantment disappeared, her irritability and rage, powerlessness and giving up, these states are very likely It was all because of long-term success that her ability to frustrate was reduced.

Think about her when she didn't have a book of enchantment before, she had been trying to prop up the whole family, never thought of giving up, working hard to make jam for Cook's bread. But when the book of enchantment disappeared these days, without the help of Osser and the support of Cook, she would be like a muddy puddle that could not be helped, and she had completely given up on her pursuit...

For the first time, Sheila looked at the good luck bread in front of her with a different gaze. She touched it with her fingertips lightly, and exhaled again.

max represents a value that can no longer be brushed, but this time Sheila did not worry about the number of this value. She has relaxed a lot. Although it is less than the number she could make before, she feels that she has good luck bread now. They are products that are completely different from the past. At least she can face up to their value and understand their pros and cons. They serve as a recipe for bread originally given to her, and they have taught her a wonderful lesson.

Although it feels like being forced to attend class, fishing law enforcement...

Sheila wrinkled her nose, thinking about this setback, she also understood a lot, the Enchanting Book was upgraded, and the result was still good.

The original text of "Hundred Percent Hit Rate Bread" can only be seen by turning the page, but now the text has all turned gray, like an area waiting to be developed.

Sheila turned page by page. As expected, all the recipes were all grayed out. It seemed like the first page said. She had to develop new delicious bread before she could use it again. The enchanting magic just now creates other breads with different effects.

Sheila had an intuition that her previous enchanting road had actually been groping astray, but now, it is indeed true to go back to the right path.

Sunlight poured into the kitchen, illuminating it brightly. At this moment, Sheila's hand unconsciously grasped her book, precious and ardent.