She felt a little regretful that she met the boy at this time, otherwise they could have a good conversation.
Zhang Xiuyuan also noticed that she was busy and said, "I won't bother you anymore. I should go home. Oh, right..." He took out a sesame seed cake from the oil paper and said, "Have you had breakfast? If not, here's this sesame seed cake for you to fill your stomach."
Shen Chaomu looked at the steaming pancake, not knowing what he remembered, and was a little dazed for a moment.
When she came to her senses, she was holding the pancake in her hand, and the boy had left.
Shen Chaomu indeed hadn't had breakfast yet.
The wonton stall opens quite early and is quite a distance away from the ruined temple.
Chen Chaomu got up at dawn, drank a few sips of water, and went to the wonton stall to work.
There were a lot of customers at the wonton stall. Apart from the owner who cooked the wontons, she was the only one there. She was so busy all morning that she didn't even have time to eat breakfast.
I usually wait until noon when there are fewer customers, and then buy some vegetarian buns or something like that.
The surface of the pancake is baked to a crispy texture, with a thin, golden crust.
When Chen Chaomu took a bite, the thin and crispy skin made a crackling sound, and the filling inside was very rich and fragrant.
Hmm, it’s a familiar taste.
It was the same sesame bun that the boy gave himself that time, with the same taste.
That time, she fought with the crazy woman and her legs were almost broken. She was lying on the ground dying. It was the young man who left her silver and sesame cakes.
Although she only ate a small piece of the pancake, she still remembers the taste very clearly.
Later, she went to the pancake stall and bought the same pancake.
But the sesame cakes look almost exactly the same, but taste different, even though they are clearly made by the same person and have the same price.
Afterwards, Shen Chaomu never went to eat sesame cakes again.
Now, the boy gave her another piece of pancake, which was the third pancake she had eaten.
She felt that the smell she had been missing had returned.
She felt it was magical, yet also puzzled.
"Chen Chaomu, you are daydreaming again!" the boss yelled again.
"Here it comes, here it comes." Shen Chaomu hurriedly wrapped the pancake, stuffed it into his arms, and got busy again.
The boss snorted coldly: "If I didn't feel sorry for you, I wouldn't want you, a cripple."
Shen Chaomu pretended not to hear her words.
She looked for many jobs, but many people rejected her because she was lame. The owner of this wonton stall kept her. Although her wages would be deducted for speaking rudely, being late, and asking for leave, it was still a job that could pay, so Shen Chaomu endured it.
Thinking of the sesame cake in his arms, Shen Chaomu became more motivated.
It wasn't until there were fewer customers that Shen Chaomu took out the carefully wrapped pancake from his arms.
However, after such a long time, the originally hot pancakes have become cold.
Shen Chaomu felt a little regretful, but still finished it bite by bite. She felt that even if the pancake was cold, it was still delicious.
While eating, I thought to myself: I didn’t expect to meet him so soon, it’s great.
A smile appeared on Shen Chaomu's face.
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Zhang Xiuyuan didn't expect that a few days later, he met Shen Chaomu again, but not at the wonton stall, nor in the morning.
But in the afternoon, at the dock.
He saw the slender figure, wearing a worn-out coarse cloth and carrying a large bag on his shoulders, walking from the boat to the cart at the dock, and then going back and forth.
Zhang Xiuyuan realized that Shen Chaomu came to the dock to carry heavy bags to make money.
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