Artifact

Thirteen bakeries opened.

Compared to other shops, Night Thirteen's small shop was very deserted, there were no flower baskets and no red cloth at the door, so he started the first day of work with a broom, dustpan, bucket and rag alone.

The next few days were relaxed and happy, and it only took a week for Night Thirteen to renovate the entire store inside and out, and the signboard was redesigned and produced, and the lights would automatically turn on at night, making Night Thirteen, who had not been in contact with society for twenty years, very strange.

After Secretary Hu took down the bakery, he also gave Ye Thirteen a card, which contained 100,000 yuan, and said that it was not enough to contact her.

But Night Thirteen never called.

Because when the bakery plate comes down, all the equipment is not missing:

Large refrigerator, workbench, sink, compartment sink, raw material storage cabinet, vertical mixer, dough divider, fermentation box, oven, cooking stove, and air stove are all available.

There are even several sets of container molds, egg makers, rolling pins, brushes, sieves, spoons, measuring cups, scrapers, cutters, wheel knives, squeeze bags, silicone mats, fermentation cloths, and fermentation pots.

After renovating the shop and buying some necessary ingredients such as flour, yeast, eggs, and sugar, Yasan began to make them.

In the first month of opening, he only sold one bread, and as a result, he was scolded by customers because it was too unpalatable.

In the second month of his business, his bread was sold out at 3 p.m. every day, and he received a lot of pre-orders because it was so delicious.

Night Thirteen guards this small shop and lives an ordinary life that has been lost for a long time.

Although sometimes he would stare at the delicate neck of his customers, especially the skin of a girl, he would not be able to resist the impulse in his heart, but he insisted on taking the medicine and restrained his desires.

Whenever this happens, he will take out a hard baguette and slowly cut it with a knife to calm his mood like taking drugs.

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Time flies quickly, and a few months later, the rainy season arrives, and the bakery's off-season arrives.

At this time, the whole world is wet and greasy, and the bakery is obviously much more deserted, and no one is too lazy to come out in the rain to buy bread.

Although there are still a lot of pre-orders for delivery, compared to the previous months, Night Thirteen is much easier.

It was drizzling

outside the door of the store for several days, and after a busy day, he closed on time at night, and just as he fell down the roller shutter, he found a small thin shadow hidden by the eaves.

This is a timid little girl.

She looked like she was eight or nine years old, she seemed to have fallen and risen in a muddy pond, her face covered in mud, her long hair mixed with mud and water, tangled around her neck, and her clothes were dirty, and she hadn't changed them for at least a few days.

The

little girl noticed that Night Thirteen was glaring at her, and quickly hid one hand behind her, holding half of the pasty dough in her palm.

Night Thirteen finally understood why there was always little bread in the store these days, and every time he went up to get the baked bread, the little girl would come in and steal it.

But Night Thirteen was not angry at all.

"Now, are you hungry?" he said.

The little girl didn't speak, staring at Night Thirteen with big eyes, and the little fist behind her nervously popped the dough.

It can't be a dumb person, right?

Night Thirteen took a piece of vanilla chocolate mousse, his proud work: "You can take a hot shower upstairs, and you can eat it when you wash it." "

The little girl looked at Night Thirteen, and finally fixed her eyes on the fragrant vanilla chocolate mousse.

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To be honest, this little mute made Night Thirteen stunned after washing his whitewash.

A strange long silver-white hair, a small and weak head, creamy skin, and a pair of big gray eyes.

She was wearing a T-shirt with a pair of slender and fair calves exposed at the hem, which ...... This is simply a fairy in a fairy tale!

Seeing the little girl gobbling up, Night Thirteen forced himself to look away from her delicate neck and asked

"What's your name?".

...... Eat and eat.

"Why did you run out alone?".

...... Keep eating, eating, eating.

"Where is your home? Where are your parents?".

...... Eat and eat all the time.

"Okay, you can stay here today, I'll call the police ......."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Thirteen regretted it, he was a person with a major criminal record, what if the police came to investigate and suspected him?

Even, wouldn't it be more troublesome to be bitten back by the little girl's parents and say that she was abducting a child!

Before he could dwell on these questions, the little girl cried when she heard that Night Thirteen was going to call the police, and the cake stuffed in her mouth was scattered on the table.

It seems that she is quite resistant to the police.

But this is not a thing, I am a 30-year-old man and a little girl of 8 or 9 years old living together, even if others don't gossip, I can't make sure that one day I get sick will not harm others?

By the way, Aunt Wang, who sells pirated discs on the street, has a good relationship with the people in the street office, so it's better to ask her if there is a lost child nearby, and it's a big deal to get the little guy back.

Night Thirteen made up his mind, and said, "Since you don't want to say it, then I'll give you a name, and I'll always call you to feed you, right?"

The silver-haired little fairy looked at Night Thirteen, but still didn't speak.

Night Thirteen saw the vanilla chocolate mousse she was holding in her hand, and said:

"I'll just call you vanilla. "

Unexpectedly, the little fairy stared at Ye Thirteen for a few seconds, and then cried again.

Night Thirteen hurriedly said, "That's called chocolate?

Every time she changed her name, she cried louder, and Night Thirteen came back: "I still call you vanilla, you like the name, right?".

The little fairy still didn't speak, she stopped crying, and ate the cake in her hand cleanly.

Yo, that's the default.

Night Thirteen smiled, he squatted down, stretched out his big hand at eye level, and made a handshake motion:

"Hello Miss Vanilla, my name is Night Thirteen. "

Vanilla licked her lips and suddenly hugged Night Thirteen, crying silently.