The owner of the bun shop walked in a dashing manner, holding an empty cage drawer in his left hand and a rolling pin in his right hand, like a victorious general.

Suddenly, he saw a man and a woman standing in front of him, and the man was smiling at him.

"What are you doing here in the middle of the night?" The owner of the bun shop seemed to have thought of something, and his not very muscular body moved to one side, just blocking the man's view of the temple door.

"My stuff was stolen, a silver coin, he's important to me, I need to get him back." It was Dowling.

"There's no one here, so look somewhere else." The owner of the bun shop swallowed and said with a mouthful of foam.

"We heard movement in the temple, but why did you say there was no one inside? Also, don't you think it's stranger than us to come here on a big night selling buns with a cage drawer and a rolling pin?" Dowling retorted with a smile.

"I repeat, the temple behind it has been abandoned for a long time, and there is no one in it." The owner of the bun shop got the courage out of nowhere, and he raised his rolling pin at Dowling.

Dowling suddenly laughed, he turned to Xiao Ru and said, "Did you think that things would turn out like this?"

Xiao Ru shook her head, to be honest, she really thought that the owner of this bun shop would fight that little boy, but she didn't expect this person to do this.

Dowling looked back at the owner of the bun shop, and he walked forward with a smile, his hand shaking, and a silver ingot suddenly appeared in his palm.

He walked up to the owner of the bun shop, took the hand of the silver ingot and pushed the rolling pin away, and then put the silver ingot against the owner of the bun shop.

The owner of the bun shop let go of the hand holding the cage drawer, and he took the silver ingot in disbelief.

"I am very satisfied with the choice you made, now the world needs people like you, this hundred taels should be used as the money to buy buns, and next, I will give you a gift." Dowling raised his eyebrows at the owner of the bun shop.

The body of the owner of the bun shop suddenly stiffened, he felt his eyebrows hot, and a large amount of information entered his mind.

"This is my understanding of pastry, and it may be useful to you, and you can learn from it and use it." Dowling retracted his finger and said.

"This is—" The owner of the bun shop squatted on the ground with his head covered, and the silver ingot fell to the ground and didn't bother to pick it up.

"I hope you can always maintain such kindness, and the saying that good people are rewarded is true." After saying that, Dowling beckoned to Xiao Ru, and the two of them walked towards the broken temple.

It wasn't until after Dowling left that the owner of the bun shop slowly stood up, and at this time he had many more memories of making pastry in his mind, and he was shocked by the craftsmanship, he knew that he had met a master, and this master could change his fate with a move.

He bowed deeply to Dowling's back, then picked up the silver ingot, the cage drawer, and the rolling pin, and turned and headed towards the town, he wanted to hurry back and write down the memories in his mind, which would be the supreme treasure of their family, a treasure to be passed down from generation to generation.

As for the group of children, after he knew that the other party was not a bad person, he also knew that the opportunity of the group of children had arrived, and he didn't care what kind of opportunity it was.

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Running back to the bun shop in one go, his daughter-in-law was loading buns for customers in front of the stall, and the owner of the bun shop threw the cage drawer and rolling pin at the door and ran directly towards the house.

His daughter-in-law looked at him suspiciously and shouted, "Da Zhuang! Are you alright?"

"It's okay!" A strong voice came from inside the house.

The eldest daughter-in-law turned to the guest and said, "My father-in-law went to chase the thief who stole the bun just now, and he ran back in a hurry, knowing that it was fine, and those who didn't know thought he had met a ghost."

The big strong daughter-in-law smiled while loading buns for the guests.

"Go back and take a look, see that Da Zhuang has gone to the ruined temple like this, it's not clean, maybe you really encountered something dirty." The guest took the bun and kindly reminded.

Hearing what the guest said, the big strong daughter-in-law was also panicked, and she ignored the bun stall, turned around and ran to the store.

After entering the house, she was stunned, and her heart was hard to let the guests be

That's right.

Da Zhuang was sitting on the table writing something at this time, he was writing and drawing with a pen in his hand, and he didn't know what he was writing.

This is what Da Zhuang's daughter-in-law is most afraid of, because Da Zhuang is a fool who has never gone to school and doesn't know a single word, except for knowing how to write with bread buns, when did he see him write, he didn't even know how to hold the pen.

"Da Zhuang... You're alright." The eldest daughter-in-law walked over and asked in fear.

"I'm fine, I'm fine, we're going to get rich soon." Da Zhuang said without raising his head.

Da Zhuang's daughter-in-law looked down at what Da Zhuang wrote, and there were a few lines written crookedly on the paper, how much flour, how much yeast, and when to wake up.

Da Zhuang's daughter-in-law looked at it a few times and immediately understood that Da Zhuang was writing the process and dosage of noodles, she calculated a little and immediately knew that this was a good thing, so she no longer made a noise, but silently withdrew to continue selling steamed buns, and closed the door before going out.

On the other side, Dao Lin and Xiao Ru walked into the broken temple.

When Brother Lin, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, saw the two of them, he was really frightened, and he felt more frightened than facing the owner of the bun shop.

"Yes... I'm sorry... I did this myself, it has nothing to do with my brothers and sisters, I do things by myself, if you want to beat me, beat me." Brother Lin stretched out his hand in front of his younger siblings, his body was trembling, but his gaze was extremely determined.

Dowling glanced over the group of children, then at the little boy who had stolen his coin, and he smiled and took the one-dollar coin out of his pocket and flipped it in his hand.

"Does it look familiar?" Dowling asked with a smile.

The moment he saw the coin, Brother Lin was stunned, he obviously stole the coin and handed it over to the owner of the bun shop, but it suddenly disappeared, why did it appear in this person's hands again, could it be that he picked it up?

Suddenly, a smile appeared on the corner of Brother Lin's mouth, his outstretched arms slowly lowered, and his expression recovered from panic to composure in an instant.

"Is there anything you're doing here?" Brother Lin asked with a smile.

Dowling was stunned for a moment, he shook the one-dollar coin in his hand and asked, "Didn't you steal this thing?"

Brother Lin immediately laughed when he heard this, he pointed to the coin and said with a smile, "I don't understand what you're talking about, and did you just say that I stole something?" It's in your hands now, how can I steal it?"

"Also, don't frame me, I have so many eyes here, I don't admit to stealing from you."

Dowling looked at the little boy and then at the coin in his hand, and suddenly laughed, and he laughed so hard that tears were almost coming out of his eyes.

After a long time, he pointed to the little boy and said to Xiaoru, "I like this kid, his head is bright and responsible, I like it!"

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