Good Days Begin with a Breakfast Stall

After transmigrating to ancient times, Su Tao opened her eyes and found herself facing a complete mess.

Her father had died in an accident, and her mother was so grief-stricken she had taken to her bed and never recovered. The family’s savings were gone. Her younger brother needed tuition money to attend school, and her baby sister was still in swaddling clothes, crying to be fed.

Her grandparents and uncles in the countryside took turns advising her, “Sell the house in town and come back to the village.”

Su Tao refused.

She had worked so hard to settle in town. Why give up halfway?

She had a skill and plenty of strength. Things were hard, but they weren’t hopeless yet!

She rose before dawn to knead dough and set up her stall at the alley entrance in the early morning.

Her steamed buns were light and fluffy, her stuffed buns juicy and generously filled, and her sweet rice cakes were just sweet enough.

As steam curled around her, she rolled up her sleeves and called out to customers. Sweat dampened her bangs, and her smile shone bright.

She saved up copper coins one by one. Soon, she had money for her mother’s medicine, paid her brother’s tuition, and bought new clothes for her little sister. Before long, Su Tao had opened a small restaurant. The customers who came after hearing the news were so numerous they could circle the entire county town three times. Life grew better with each passing day.

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Lu Qingyun was a newly appointed county constable with grand ambitions. He longed to solve bizarre, headline-making cases, shake up the whole prefecture, and make a name for himself in the prefectural capital!

Instead, he spent every day handling trivial matters like neighborhood disputes and chicken thefts.

Day after day, he was worn out and frustrated, unable to shake his gloom.

Then one morning, as he trudged past an alley entrance, a bright voice suddenly called out, “Young master, would you like something to eat?”

He looked up to see a girl with round eyes and a brilliant smile, like the brightest splash of color beneath the heavens.

After two meat buns and a bowl of hot porridge, the irritation in Lu Qingyun’s chest faded, and his heart suddenly felt at peace.

How many strange and sensational cases could there really be in life? Keeping this place safe was already happiness enough.

Theme: The countless little things in life are what life is truly made of