Chapter 1: Campus Dessert Shop at Midtown Middle School

Three o'clock in the afternoon on Thursday at Zhongcheng Middle School is the busiest time for a dessert shop outside the school.

This time is exactly the time for extracurricular activities at Zhongcheng Middle School. In addition, this dessert shop, which has been open for less than three months, has a promotion every Thursday. For only $9, you can eat a delicious dessert comparable to that made by a Michelin three-star chef.

The best thing is that this dessert shop only provides food to students of Zhongcheng Middle School every Thursday afternoon.

This also led to the fact that most of the desserts in the store had been sold out in less than an hour since the store opened in the afternoon, leaving only a few overly expensive cakes in the cabinets.

Su Heng, wearing a white chef's uniform, finally breathed a sigh of relief as he looked at the empty store after being swept.

"Finally it's quiet~" Su Heng stretched and sat on the recliner behind the counter.

Dinglingling——

But less than ten seconds after sitting down, the sound of the bell when the store door was opened made Su Heng stand up helplessly.

"Hello, welcome to Lucky Dessert House!" Su Heng put on a formal smile on his face, and looked at the two little guys who walked into the store with gentle eyes.

The leader was a young man wearing expensive casual clothes and looked very confident.

The young man hugged the shoulders of his peer who looked a little embarrassed, and said with a smile: "Peter, take a look and see what you want to eat."

"Ah, are the promotional desserts sold out again?" When Peter Parker looked at the empty window with the word "promotion" written on it in front of him, he couldn't hide the regretful expression on his face.

"That's right." Su Heng looked at Peter Parker, who was full of disappointment, apologetically: "Because we don't have enough manpower, the desserts we can make every day are limited. I'm really sorry."

"It's okay, it's okay." Peter Parker touched his head: "I'll come earlier next time."

Harry Osborn looked at the two people talking, and his eyes swept into the window in the corner. There, there were two twelve-inch cakes neatly placed. He pointed to the two cakes in the window and asked in confusion: "Aren't there two more cakes?"

"Yes, but there is no discount for those two cakes." Su Heng blinked at Harry, which was a disguised reminder to him.

"Ha, discount?" Harry chuckled, looking at the kind reminder of the dessert shop manager, he decided not to use his name as the eldest son of Osborn Enterprise to scare him.

But when Harry walked to the window and looked at the price of the two cakes in the window, his originally calm expression froze.

This price

$648! ! ? ?

No, why?

Harry's expression was a little bit unstrained. Although he was the eldest son of the Osborne Group, it didn't mean that he was a fool.

Harry turned his head and looked at Su Heng, who was holding his chin with one hand and smiling.

"Are you serious? This price." Harry pointed to the price of the cake in the cupboard.

"Hmm." Su Heng nodded, and said to Harry and Peter Parker with a mysterious face: "The ingredients of this cake are quite good, but the most important reason is that it adds the taste of magic~"

"Can it cure all diseases?"

"No, it just makes people happy."

"Isn't this a function that all desserts should have?" Harry couldn't help complaining.

"Harry, why don't we go?" Peter Parker looked at the price of the two cakes in the window and carefully pulled his sleeves: "At worst, we can come earlier next time."

"No!" Harry looked at his good brother Peter's embarrassed expression, and felt ruthless in his heart. He was a fool!

"I promised you that I would treat you to dessert today! I always keep my word!"

Harry walked to the counter decisively, took out the gold card his father gave him, and handed it to Su Heng: "Please give me one!"

"What a generous customer." Su Heng looked at Harry's straightforward way of taking out the card and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

"Thank you for your patronage." Su Heng took the gold card and swiped it on the POS machine before handing it back to Harry. He turned and walked out of the counter: "You two can go to the guest area to rest for a while. The cake will be here later~"

"You are crazy, Harry." When Peter Parker reacted, Harry had already taken back the supplementary gold card in his hand: "648 US dollars, this money is almost enough for my living expenses for more than a year!"

"What's the big deal." Harry smiled and put his arm around Peter's shoulders: "Since we decided to come to this store after school, we can't go home empty-handed today, right?"

"Besides, a $648 cake, I'm also curious about what it tastes like." Harry took Peter to the seat in the guest area and waited for Su Heng to take the cake out of the counter.

"Please enjoy." Su Heng placed the cake on the tray in front of Harry and Peter, in addition to the accompanying knife, fork and plate.

"If you need anything, please call me." Su Heng put away the tray, nodded to Harry and Peter, and then returned to the counter to quietly serve as an NPC.

"This 648 feels a bit of a loss." Peter looked at the cake in front of him with a wry smile.

Under the light and shadow effects in the cupboard, the cake might have looked good, but when the cake was actually on the table, Peter and Harry found that the cake was indeed a little too plain.

The cake was just an ordinary cream cake, without any fruit or even chocolate decorations. Except for the sweet smell that kept wafting in front of Peter and Harry's noses after the cake was served, it had no special features at all.

"Try it." Harry picked up the cake knife, carefully separated two pieces, and handed one to Peter.

As soon as the cake entered their mouths, Peter and Harry's eyes lit up.

The cake was sweet, but not so sweet that it was greasy. The silky cream and the fragrant and soft cake base were perfectly integrated. The sweet taste promoted the blooming of taste buds, increased people's appetite, and promoted the production of dopamine in the brain, making the two forget all their troubles.

By the time the two felt full from eating too much, the twelve-inch cake was only half the size.

"Huh..." Harry and Peter lazily leaned on the back of the stool and exhaled a satisfied breath.

"Boss, do you have any coffee here?" Harry turned his head and asked Su Heng who was daydreaming at the counter.

"Sorry, our store has no plans to sell any drinks yet." Su Heng shrugged his shoulders to apologize to Harry.

"Tsk, is that so?" Harry smacked his lips and turned his head to look at the cake in front of him with some regret: "If there is coffee or tea, maybe I can eat two more pieces."

"Second!" Peter raised his hand and agreed with Harry's idea.

"Now for the cake," Harry touched his chin: "Peter, you pack it up and take it back. How about giving it to Aunt May and Uncle Ben to try?"

"This is not good." Peter sat up and looked at Harry hesitantly: "This cake was obviously bought by you, Harry, but there is still half of it left?"

"Maybe, you can take it back for Mr. Osborne to try." Peter suggested to Harry.

Harry rubbed his face with his hands, and recalled his father's serious face in his mind. He couldn't help but muttered in a low voice: "I don't think my father likes to eat this."

"Maybe?" Peter blinked: "After all, this thing does make us feel a lot better. Maybe adults also need some desserts to comfort their mood, right?"

"Okay, Peter." Harry looked at Peter's slightly hopeful eyes, and realized that if he didn't take a share, he would probably be embarrassed to take it.

Helplessly, Harry could only sigh and use a cake knife to cut the remaining cake into three parts: "Then let's divide this cake into three parts and take it back for the adults at home to taste."

"That's it!" Harry looked at Peter's expression that wanted to divide it more evenly, and quickly said to Su Heng behind him: "Boss, please help us pack it, thank you."

"Okay." Su Heng responded, picked up the takeaway box and helped Harry and Peter pack the remaining cake.

"Thank you for coming. I hope you will have a better time next time than today~" Su Heng bowed slightly and bid farewell to the two.

After seeing off the last two guests, Su Heng looked at the time on the wall and gently turned the "Open" sign at the door over to "Closed".

"My cleaning lady should be here by now." Just as Su Heng was muttering to himself, the door with the "Closed" sign was pushed open.

A blond girl appeared in front of Su Heng panting with a schoolbag on her back.

"Sorry, manager, I almost forgot the time while reading in the library just now." The girl supported her waist and breathed heavily, while explaining to Su Heng why she was late.

"Then please start your work quickly, Miss Stacy." Su Heng smiled and handed the broom to the girl.

"No, I mean, can I take a break?" Gwen Stacy wanted to resist the broom handed over by Su Heng.

"But this is what your father wants, in order to make Miss Stacy, who is lazy and gluttonous, have the ability to take care of herself." Su Heng put the broom in front of Gwen: "Miss Stacy, you don't want your father to know that you are lazy."

"Damn store manager, you only know how to threaten me with my father." Gwen took the broom angrily, threw her schoolbag on the customer area, and began to clean the dessert shop.

Su Heng sat back on the recliner behind the counter with satisfaction, listening to the radio broadcast.

"The Daily Bugle reported at noon that in recent days, many victims have been attacked by mysterious people every early morning. According to the victims, the attacker is a woman wearing strange blue clothes, who seems to use martial arts moves from oriental countries. Now the New York police have intervened in the investigation and hope that the general public will try not to go out at this late night."

Accompanied by the noon broadcast from the radio, Gwen, who is already a chatterbox, brightened her eyes.

"A mysterious woman who uses oriental martial arts! So cool!"

"Cool?" Su Heng opened one eye with amusement, looking at Gwen who was waving the broom awkwardly: "Don't forget, if it weren't for this guy, Mr. George wouldn't have worked overtime all night these days."

"That's true." Gwen smacked her lips and murmured: "It would be great if I could become Spider-Woman like in my dream, so that I can help dad catch that guy."

"Huh?" Su Heng suddenly sat up from the recliner, looked at Gwen who was leaning on a broom and thinking about it, raised his eyebrows and asked her: "Dream? Spider-Woman? Can you tell me in detail? ?”

"Of course." Gwen threw away the broom, lay down in front of the counter, and said excitedly to Su Heng: "This is a serial dream I have been having for the past few days!"

"In my dream, after I was bitten by a spider, I had the same superpowers as a spider."

"But at the beginning, in the dream, I just wanted to gain attention from society. Until the death of my friend Peter, I gradually turned into a Spider-Woman who punishes evil and promotes good." Gwen spread her hands. He complained with some incomprehension: "Although I don't know why Peter and I became good friends in the dream, obviously we haven't even spoken a word in real life."

"Wow, that's really cool." Su Heng pointed to the broom that Gwen had thrown aside: "Well, Miss Spider-Woman, if the story is over, please continue cleaning!"

"Store manager, you guy!" Gwen jumped up angrily: "For the sake of my long speech, can't you just let me rest!"

"Hurry up." Su Heng waved his hand calmly: "Only those who have finished cleaning can have the right to rest."

"Humph!" Gwen picked up the broom angrily and continued the cleaning work.

Su Heng put his hands on the counter, looked at Gwen who was cleaning, and fell into deep thought: "Spider Woman"

It has been half a year since Su Heng came to this world. During these six months, Su Heng has transformed from a penniless foreign boy to the owner of a dessert shop. The bitterness and bitter tears in this experience are no longer common to outsiders.

But in the past six months, the person who helped Su Heng the most was Mr. George Stacey, who gave him a meal that night when he first arrived.

Su Heng still can't forget the taste of lemon seabass.

"Could it be the Clow card? Or is this some kind of precognitive dream?" Su Heng rubbed his head with a headache.

After all, Mr. Stacey has been asked to work overtime countless times due to his own reasons. If Gwen is also involved, Su Heng's conscience will be uneasy.

The shop was actually not too dirty. After Gwen swept away the rubbish with a broom and mopped away the dust, the entire dessert shop returned to its spotless appearance before the shop opened.

"Are you done?" Su Heng changed into casual sportswear, carried a backpack, and held a cake box in his hand. He threw a box of wet wipes to Gwen: "Wipe off your sweat. I'll fuck you tonight." Eat at home.”

"Hey." Gwen took the wet wipes and looked at Su Heng who said that having dinner felt like going home. She couldn't help but curl her lips: "How shameless. You have come to my house to have dinner so many times this month."

"When did I go there without bringing a gift?" Su Heng put the cake box in Gwen's hand: "Hold it, this is several hundred dollars."

"It's obviously a cake that cannot be sold." Gwen held the cake obediently and couldn't help complaining.

"Then will you eat?"

"Of course I have to eat it!"

"Reader, you don't want to see the author of this book throw a wrench in the street, right?"

Ahem.

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