Zhao Lele sat in the semi-open kitchen and waited for the guests to come to the door, and the little girl who helped was called Xiaotong, a poor student from a nearby university. The little girl saw that the store had not come in, and she was worried that no one would come to the door, so she chatted with Zhao Lele to relieve her emotions.

"Don't worry, someone will come to the door. It doesn't matter if you can't sell it, you can take it back and share it with your classmates. Zhao Lele joked optimistically.

"Sister Zhao, don't be joking." Xiao Tong and Zhao Lele got along for three days, and felt that she was a good person and liked this simple job, she didn't want Zhao Lele's business to be yellow.

"Okay, relax, or we'll eat some of our own. People may come in when they smell the scent. Zhao Lele thought about the suggestion. She got up early and was busy, she really didn't eat breakfast, and the child must have an empty stomach without asking, but she promised the child to eat it.

This is one of the reasons why Xiao Tong likes this job, she saves all the money for food, she can send more money home, and her younger siblings are waiting for her money to continue schooling.

Zhao Lele likes Xiaotong's optimistic spirit of not admitting defeat, especially her younger siblings who have dropped out of school for her sake, and after she was admitted to university, she persuaded her younger siblings to go back to school, saying that she would be responsible for the tuition.

Zhao Lele likes such a family that loves each other, rather than a family member's long-term unilateral contribution.

Xiao Tong wanted to say that he was not hungry, but his stomach was not angry, so that Zhao Lele found another opportunity to make fun of her.

"Okay, let's eat the buns first, what stuffing buns do you want to eat?" Zhao Lele didn't choose dim sum because he was afraid that the child would be embarrassed, because dim sum was more expensive than buns.

"Whatever." The child felt that she was eating for nothing, and was embarrassed to pick and choose.

Zhao Lele raised his eyebrows and said, "I'm not casual, do you eat beef or pork?" Or some other flavor? ”

"Green vegetable buns." The cheapest kind that children pick.

"You don't have to help me save, how much money can you eat if you eat again." Zhao Lele felt that only by eating and being happy could he work hard, so he took it upon himself to help the child clip a beef and a pork bun.

"Sister Zhao, I eat the same thing."

"Okay, I know, I'll eat the green vegetable bun tomorrow, eat it quickly, maybe there will be guests coming to the door after eating." Zhao Lele leaned against the half-human height kitchen cabinet to eat.

As soon as the two of them took a few bites of their buns, the wind chimes at the door rang, and a guest came to the door.

The child immediately stood up to greet the guests.

Two young people, a man and a woman, came to the door, and the girls looked at the beautiful paintings and various greenery on the wall, and nodded with satisfaction with the environment.

Two young men looked at the menu on the wall and saw that there was too little to choose from. The boy was still whispering to persuade the girl to leave, but the girl didn't want to leave, saying that the environment here would definitely not be bad.

In the end, the boy still listened to the girl's opinion, but he was not very polite to Zhao Lele when he ordered something.

Zhao Lele asked the child to stand behind the counter to get something, she was in charge of the cashier, anyway, there were no guests, and the guests took things to eat by themselves.

The boy only raised his eyebrows when he heard that he wanted to serve things by himself, who let many restaurants operate like this in this era, and Zhao Lele is not offended by customers.

The boy's heart hurts when he pays, and it's the first time he eats such an expensive bun, but in front of the girl, he is embarrassed to say that it is even expensive, so he can only slap his swollen face and become fat, but fortunately it is just breakfast, which is really unaffordable to eat at noon and night.

Zhao Lele sold his first business, and generously gave the boy an extra piece of snack.

When the girl saw the beautiful dim sum, she was happy to say that she was reluctant to eat it if it was so beautiful, and the boy was puzzled and said that it was useless no matter how beautiful it was, and the key was that it tasted good.

"How can such a beautiful snack not be delicious? Forget it, you don't understand, the chef here must be very good, why is there such a great restaurant around our school. When I go back, I must tell my classmates so that they can all come and try it. "The girl is a student of the Academy of Fine Arts, and she likes beautiful things when she sees them, so she says she is reluctant to eat the dim sum.

"Well, I was wrong." The boy bit off most of the bun in one bite in anger. As soon as he ate the steamed buns, he felt a different taste from before, and at that moment he felt that all the steamed buns he had eaten before were in vain.

"Wow, the buns here are delicious." When the boy decided to go back to school, he told his roommate about the store and made sure everyone came and tried it. He no longer secretly scolds the boss in his heart, the buns here are expensive, and the boss is not a profiteer.

"Really? I just said it must be delicious. "Girls are proud of their good eyes. She saw that the boy was eating well, and she also picked up a bun and took a small bite of it.

The girl looked at the rest of the buns with shiny eyes, she could make the rest of the buns round with such a delicious thing, but whether to eat so much in front of the boys was a question.

While the girl was still thinking, the boy had already finished his share of steamed buns a few times, and he stood up and said that he wanted to order a few more buns.

"I want it too." The girl is also unceremoniously requested, and of course you have to choose food between food and face.

When the boy stood up, the second guest came to the door.

Although the second guest was surprised by the high price of the buns here, he just heard the last conversation between the boy and the girl, and the curious guest did not say anything, and silently decided to taste the taste first. If it tastes good, forget it, if it doesn't taste good, you must find the boss and say.

The fragrance of the buns wafted in the house, and the people outside smelled the fragrance and had to enter the door to see it regardless of the beautiful decoration.

Xiao Tong looked at the customers who came in and worked happily, she hoped that the more customers in the store, the better. She had long known that Zhao Lele's craftsmanship was good, but she was worried that the guests would be scared away by the high price she set. Who knew that there were many guests on the first day, although many people were too expensive, but most of the departments spent money to buy, and only a few scattered did not buy and left empty-handed.

Zhao Lele doesn't care about these people who leave, she always has to have a target customer when she opens a store, and it is troublesome to put the price tag too low, she doesn't want to be trapped in the kitchen. She chose to be around the school because she wanted to have a break, and she also followed the school holidays, so as not to work like other restaurants all year round.

Zhao Lele gave the dim sum as a gift, and everyone who tasted it applauded, but unfortunately the price stopped some people. But even so, all the snacks and steamed buns were sold out, and in the end, there were still many people who didn't buy them.

Zhao Lele kept apologizing to the guests who didn't buy it, but she smiled and didn't agree to the guests' more requests, only saying that if you want to buy it, please be early tomorrow, everyone is on a first-come, first-served basis, and she only sells a fixed amount every day.

Xiao Tong kept pulling the corners of Zhao Lele's clothes in the back, reminding her not to make money without earning, but unfortunately Zhao Lele directly pretended not to understand.