Françaine is a seaside city with a thriving maritime and fishing industry, and more than a dozen merchant ships from all over the world are parked on the wharf outside the city all year round. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

John is a bag bearer on the docks. Early in the morning, John went out to the market, intending to buy something to fill his stomach and then go to the docks to find work.

After walking a few steps, I saw a neighbor carrying a bag walking briskly in the opposite direction of the market. He asked curiously, "Why are you going, not going to the dock today?"

"I heard that a new bakery had opened on Ximen Street next door, and the bread made was very delicious, and everyone was rushing to buy it, so I went over to take a look. The neighbor's words aroused John's curiosity. "Wait for me, I'll go with you. ”

When the two of them walked to Ximen Street, they saw that the street was not wide and crowded with people, a group of people pushed and scolded each other, and some people kept shouting: "Sell me first!" "I'll come first, give me 10 first!"

Seeing this scene, the two were full of curiosity about the new "bread", but the two of them squeezed for a long time and did not squeeze into the shop surrounded by the crowd. I had to wipe my head and sweat profusely and retreat.

As soon as he withdrew, he saw a thin little old man, nodding and leading a team of city defense troops, and more than a dozen city defense soldiers with big shoulders and round waists waved the sticks in their hands and hit the crowded crowd with their heads and heads.

Under the coercion of the city defense army, everyone lined up honestly, and the long line continued to 3 blocks away.

John and the others had no choice but to move slowly forward with the team. It was John's turn, and he couldn't wait to ask, "How do you sell the bread here?"

"We don't sell bread here, we sell "buns", 2 silver for pork, 1 silver for radish and wild vegetables, and 50 copper for unstuffed. Buy up to 3 per person. The answer was a middle-aged aunt in the window fog.

John was taken aback by the price: "It's so expensive! ”

"There's no money to get out of the way, and there are people waiting to be robbed in the back. The aunt said to John haughtily.

John looked at the black-pressed team behind him and gritted his teeth: "Give me one of each." ”

"Buy up to 3 per person," the aunt looked at him with blazing eyes.

John felt a pang of annoyance, gritted his teeth and said, "Don't want the stuffing." With that, he carefully took out four silver coins from his bosom and handed them over.

After a while, John got a package of banana leaf bags, and John stepped aside and crouched on the curb like everyone else.

When he opened the banana leaf, he saw three steaming white things inside, and John picked up one of them, only to see that it was very soft and exuded a strange aroma. He couldn't help but bite into it.

A rich gravy instantly filled his mouth, and after a little chewing, an unprecedented taste experience hit his taste buds. The soft taste, the rich taste, the vigorous aroma, and the wonderful sensation made John fly up to the clouds, as if he was in heaven. His original concept of food was instantly broken: "I actually ate the stinky **** for more than 20 years!"

He took the white "bread" and took it bite after bite, picking it up one after another. Each one is a new feeling, and each one is a supreme beauty for him. John's infinite hope was that such a good time would never pass.

However, the wonderful time is always short-lived, and after the last swallow, this time comes to an end, and he also falls back to the world from the clouds. John savored the lingering taste in his mouth and licked the plantain leaves over and over again.

John reluctantly looked at the "bakery" with the golden bull's head signboard, and walked back to the pier outside the city step by step. If he could, John would be willing to eat such "white bread" every day for the rest of his life. However, they are too expensive, he carries bags at the dock, and in the hardest month, he can only earn more than 40 silver coins, which is far from enough. John has never been as desperate as he is to make more money.

Zhang Ang thought that the steamed bun shop business would be very hot, but he didn't expect it to be so hot.

It was okay at first, just a few people came to try it. Later, there were more and more people, and everyone frantically squeezed the window, and a few almost squeezed into the store. I had to ask old Ivan to go over the wall and ask for the city defense army.

Later, when the order was good, everyone was too busy again, and the long queue seemed to never see an end. Old Ivan had no choice but to find a few more maids from the original house, and the two cooks also called a few older children from the family to help. I also asked the market to deliver the ingredients several times. Zhang Ang also killed pigs in the backyard and chopped meat, cutting softly.

It's easy to wait for it to get dark, and everyone dissuades a group of reluctant customers, who are all spread on the ground, reluctant to get up for a long time.

After cleaning the shop, Zhang Ang gave everyone a bonus of 20 silver coins, and after telling them to keep it secret, he let them leave work.

Zhang Ang closed the door of the shop and walked into the room, only to see old Ivan sitting on the ground counting the money. At first, the money was placed in Zhang Ang's large box with pen and paper and family heirloom cheats, but later the box was full, and a large number of silver coins and copper were piled up outside the box.

The two of them counted together for a long time, but they couldn't count it, and roughly estimated that there were almost ten thousand silver coins, and the copper was countless.

Old Ivan's tired face was full of smiles: "If there are so many every day, I will definitely be able to hire a warrior with strong martial arts for the young master at that time, so that the young master's title will be kept!"

Zhang Ang was not so optimistic: "Not necessarily, there must be many smart people in the city, seeing that the business here is so hot, there will definitely be some learning, and they will also make steamed buns like us." Perhaps someone would have gone to the house of the maids and cooks right now. ”

"Ah, then, what to do. Old Ivan's smile disappeared in an instant.

"Now the lord of the city is Count Marceau, isn't our family related to Marceau's family, tomorrow we will be closed for a day, I will visit Count Marceau. Zhang Ang thought for a while and said.

"Although our lord was a personal soldier for Lord Earl when he was young, he has long been self-reliant, and Lord Count was on fire at that time. We haven't had any contact with each other all the time. Now I beg to go to the door, I'm afraid it's not good. Old Ivan was worried.

"It's okay, I have my own way, you don't have to worry, even if the Earl doesn't see me, we have nothing to lose. Zhang Ang comforted him.

"I'll go and prepare a gift for the Earl tomorrow, you go to sleep first, don't worry, believe me!" After saying that, Zhang Ang dragged his tired body and went to the outhouse to get busy.