The owner of the bun shop walked very gracefully. He was carrying an empty basket in his left hand and a rolling pin in his right hand, like a general who had won a victorious battle and returned home.
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 bun shop owner seemed to have thought of something. His not-so-strong body moved to one side, just in time to block the man's view of the temple door.
"My things were stolen, a silver coin. He is very important to me. I need to get him back." The person who came was none other than Dorian.
"There's no one here, go and look elsewhere." The bun shop owner said after swallowing.
"We clearly heard noises in the temple, but why did you say there was no one inside? Also, don't you think it's weirder than us for a bun seller to come here at night carrying a basket and a rolling pin?" Dolin smiled. retorted.
"I'll say it again, the temple behind has been abandoned for a long time, and there is no one inside." The bun shop owner didn't know where he came from, and he raised his rolling pin towards Daolin.
Daolin suddenly laughed. He turned to Xiaoru and said, "Did you ever think that things would develop into this situation?"
Xiaoru shook her head. To be honest, she really thought that the bun shop owner would beat up the little boy, but she didn't expect that this man would actually do this.
Daolin looked at the bun shop owner again. He smiled and walked forward. His hand shook, and a silver ingot suddenly appeared in his palm.
He walked up to the bun shop owner, held the silver ingot in his hand and pushed the rolling pin away, and then pressed the silver ingot into the bun shop owner's arms.
The bun shop owner let go of the hand holding the cage and took the silver ingot in disbelief.
"I'm very satisfied with the decision you made. The world needs people like you now. This hundred taels will be used as money to buy buns. Next, I will give you a gift." Daolin carried it to the bun shop. The boss’s eyebrows.
The bun shop owner's body suddenly stiffened. He felt his brows heat up, and a large amount of information entered his mind.
"This is my understanding of pastry. It may be useful to you. You can learn from it and use it." Dowling retracted his finger and said.
"This is..." The bun shop owner covered his head and squatted on the ground. The silver ingot fell to the ground and he didn't bother to pick it up.
"I hope you can always maintain such a kind heart. It is true that good people are rewarded." Daolin said, waving to Xiaoru, and the two of them walked towards the ruined temple.
It was not until Daolin left that the owner of the bun shop slowly stood up. At this time, he had many memories of making pastries in his mind. The craftsmanship shocked him greatly. He knew that he had met an expert. This time An expert can change his destiny with just a few gestures.
He bowed deeply towards Dolin's back, then picked up the silver ingot, cage, and rolling pin, turned around and headed towards the town. He wanted to go back quickly and write down the memories in his mind. This would be their home. The supreme treasure is a treasure that will be passed down from generation to generation.
As for those children, after he knew that the other party was not a bad person, he also knew that the opportunity for those children had come. As for what kind of opportunity, he didn't care.
….
He ran back to the bun shop in one breath. His wife was filling buns for customers in front of the stall. The owner of the bun shop threw the basket and rolling pin at the door and ran directly into the house.
His wife looked at him with confusion and shouted, "Dazhuang! Are you okay?"
"It's okay!" A strong voice came from inside the house.
The strong daughter-in-law turned around and said to the guest: "My husband-in-law just went to chase the thief who stole the buns. He ran back in a hurry. Those who knew it was fine, but those who didn't know thought he had met a ghost."
The strong daughter-in-law was filling buns for the guests while smiling.
"Go back and take a look. Da Zhuang looks like he went to a ruined temple. It's not clean. You might encounter something dirty." The guest kindly reminded him as he took the bun.
Hearing what the customer said, the strong daughter-in-law was also panicked. She ignored the steamed stuffed bun stall, turned around and ran to the store.
After entering the house, she was stunned, wondering if the guest really wanted to
That's right.
Da Zhuang was sitting on the table writing something at this time. He was holding a pen full of pens and was writing and drawing without knowing what he was writing.
This is what scares Da Zhuang’s wife the most, because Da Zhuang is a fool who has never gone to school and cannot read a single word. Apart from making bread and buns, when have you ever seen him write? How can he even hold a pen? He doesn't even know.
"Da Zhuang...are you okay?" Da Zhuang's wife walked over and asked fearfully.
"I'm fine. I'm very fine. We're going to get rich soon." Da Zhuang said without raising his head.
Da Zhuang's daughter-in-law lowered her head and looked at what Da Zhuang had written. There were a few lines of words written crookedly on the paper, such as how much flour, how much yeast, and when to make the dough.
Da Zhuang's wife took a few glances and immediately understood that Da Zhuang was writing about the process and dosage of making noodles. After a little calculation, she immediately knew that this was a good thing, so she stopped saying anything and quietly left and continued. Selling steamed buns, he also closed the door before going out.
On the other side, Daolin and Xiaoru walked into the ruined temple.
Brother Lin, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, was really frightened when he saw the two of them. He was even more frightened than facing the owner of the bun shop.
"Yes... I'm sorry... I did this by myself and it has nothing to do with my brothers and sisters. I am responsible for my own work. If you want to hit me, just hit me." Brother Lin opened his hand to block his younger brothers and sisters. His body was shaking, but his eyes were firm.
Dowling glanced at the group of children and then at the little boy who stole his coin. He smiled and took out the one-yuan coin from his pocket and turned it over in his hand.
"Does it look familiar?" Dorian asked with a smile.
The moment he saw the coin, Brother Lin was stunned. He had obviously stolen the coin and handed it to the bun shop owner, but it suddenly disappeared. Why did it appear in this man's hand again? Could it be that he had picked it up?
Suddenly, a smile appeared on the corner of Brother Lin's mouth, his open arms slowly lowered, and his expression returned from panic to calm in an instant.
"What are you doing here?" Brother Lin asked with a smile.
Dolin was stunned. He shook the one-yuan coin in his hand and asked, "Didn't you steal this?"
Brother Lin laughed immediately after hearing this. He pointed at the coin and said with a smile: "I don't understand what you are talking about. And did you just say that I stole something? That thing is in your hands now, how can I steal it?" Woolen cloth?"
"Also, don't frame me falsely. There are so many pairs of eyes watching me. I won't admit to stealing from you."
Dorian looked at the little boy and then at the coins in his hand, and suddenly laughed. He laughed so happily that he almost burst into tears.
After a long time, he pointed at the little boy and said to Xiaoru: "I like this boy. He has a bright mind and a sense of responsibility. I like him!"
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