Ming Wuran thought she could have a steady job for a lifetime, but who could have imagined that it would go bankrupt overnight and she became a laid-off employee.
The turbulent 1990s had nothing to do with her, a laid-off worker who had to worry about her livelihood.
The only thing he can excel at is his pastry-making skills.
Soon, a bakery quietly opened at the corner of Wutong Alley.
Bazhen Cake, Begonia Cake, Hydrangea Cake, Ox Tongue Cake, Honey Sandao, Open Smile, Saqima, Sweet Twist...
Old-fashioned pastries are available.
New snacks are also indispensable——
Under Ming Wuran's skillful hands, cream cake, cheese muffin cake, brownie, half-cooked cheese, lemon mousse...
There are also cherry cookies, coconut crispbread, cheese tarts, pineapple crisps, cheese pudding, bacon cheese sandwiches...
The humble ingredients, under Ming Wuran's operation, turned into mouth-watering and amazing food in the bakery.
It didn't take long for this small bakery hidden in the alley to be full of customers.
Stand firm in the tide of the times.
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Ever since her mother opened a bakery, Mingxi has become the most popular kid in the alley.
"Mingxi Mingxi, what did Aunt Ming do today? It smells so good."
Mingxi held Ming Wuran's newly made croissant, "It's probably bread~"
Black sesame seeds are dotted on the soft croissant, and the unique salt-and-pepper flavor quickly became a hit at the bakery.
"What mooncakes did your family buy for the Mid-Autumn Festival this year?"
"Of course they are sold at Boss Ming's place. This year she also made roast duck mooncakes. Boss Ming's craftsmanship is beyond praise."
"Show you the Silver Star Rose Mooncake I bought, hahahahahaha."
"You actually bought this one. You must have queued up quite early."
"I'm just not talented. I got up at five o'clock in the morning."
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"Mingxi, go home for dinner."
When Li Tong heard the familiar last name, he couldn't help but turn around, and unexpectedly saw a figure that had appeared countless times in his dreams.
He subconsciously hid behind a tree.
Is it her?
Still another dream.
"Wutong Lane." A young and bright voice sounded in my ears, "Our two names together are Wutong. From now on..."
Ever since Ming Wuran opened a bakery, Mingxi has become happier and happier.
However, Mingxi has a little trouble recently. There is a strange uncle at the entrance of the alley. Every time he looks at her, he looks strange.
Sometimes I shed tears.
She, Ming Xiaoxi, is not dropping her little pearls outside!
Warm daily life, a steady stream of delicious food and baby-raising articles.
Intention: Feel life in the smoke of fireworks