Chapter 1
Ten o'clock in the evening on a summer night.
On the edge of the development zone of City C, there is a two-story building built by a farmer's family. The first floor has a frontage of nearly 150 square meters. There is a shop selling desserts. Now it is closing time.
Qiao Jing'an distributed the leftover puffs and torn bread from today's sale to two part-time college students, and smiled and told them to pay attention to safety when returning to school.
The two part-time girls were both students of the Chengnan Conservatory of Music. They were very happy to take the leftover bread from the sale, waved goodbye to the boss and went back to school with a smile.
Although this shop is a bit remote, it tastes delicious. This year, it was also featured on C City TV's Top Ten Dessert Recommendation Program.
They work part-time here, and they know that the ingredients used by the boss to make desserts and bread are very authentic, so they are very happy to take them back to make tomorrow's breakfast.
The two came out of the store to the bus stop, waited for a few minutes, and the bus arrived. Although this is a development zone, the public transportation is already very mature. There is a bus directly in front of the dessert shop to the south gate of the school.
The shop was closed, and Qiao Jingan couldn't rest, so she cleaned the shop for a while.
After tidying up, I poured myself a glass of boiled water, sat in front of the window, stared at the road outside the shop, and was in a daze quietly.
She is a person who has no relationship with her parents. Since her parents divorced since she was a child, she has lived with her grandparents. One year before she graduated from university, her grandparents also passed away.
She has an independent personality and doesn't like the relationship between people in the office. After graduation, she doesn't want to go out to work. Fortunately, with the house left to her by her grandparents, she still has a safe place to live.
Her grandfather used to be a white table chef. She followed her grandparents to make Chinese desserts since elementary school.
The city has developed rapidly in the past two years. It turned out that when she was in high school, the area on the edge of the city was designated as a development zone, and many residential and office buildings were built. Her dessert shop has been doing good business because of its high quality and low price.
Walking out of the store, she stood under the street lamp, which stretched her already slender figure into a long and slender figure. At this moment, she was lonely like a faceless night, as if she would melt into the boundless night in the blink of an eye.
Around eleven o'clock, a large truck stopped in front of the dessert shop, and the sound of brakes broke the tranquility of this small world.
Two young men in their twenties jumped out of the car, still wearing dirty smocks, and another young man with a notebook in his hand greeted her skillfully.
"Sister Qiao, it's been a long time." Qiao Jingan said with a smile, "Fortunately, the food that I troubled you to order for me last week, has it arrived today?"
The grain country is in drought, and the country issued a rainstorm and flood warning two days ago. She has a small business, and is afraid that the price of grain will rise too sharply in the second half of the year. Anyway, there is a granary in the backyard of her family. Just in case, she simply stores more grain and raw materials for the dessert shop.
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