After her grandmother passed away, Xia Yingfu, who had been unemployed for three months, unexpectedly took over her grandmother's traditional sweet-scented osmanthus syrup shop.
The shop has closed down and is dilapidated. There is only an ancient osmanthus honey recipe left by my grandmother.
She originally wanted to sell the store directly and continue to go home and make a living as a salted fish.
... It's just that her grandmother's dry hands and the scent of osmanthus always appeared in her dreams during her childhood.
"Who still eats this old-fashioned osmanthus honey now? It has long been out of date, and it is reasonable for it to close down."
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Xia Yingfu held the recipe left by her grandmother and suddenly wanted to make a bold decision.
——She wants to reopen her business and run it well.
How to make business better is a difficult task.
Not to mention, there is always an annoying man in the store. He will order a bowl of osmanthus honey and sesame paste every day, and say "it tastes bad" with a blank face, but he will continue to come back to eat it the next day.
Xia Yingfu hated it so much that she had to serve it to him resentfully every day.
"Shen Du, it's really hard for me to understand your mental state."
Shen Du said "Hmm" and stirred the sesame paste slowly, with a smile in his red eyes.
"I'm your only guest, why don't you take me in?"
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[The self-improvement businessman pastry chef VS the arrogant and innocent sweet-tooth-controlling boss]
[Upgrade the heroine's entrepreneurial and management articles]
Intention: Innovation is endless
