The next day, Christmas Day, Beiyou, who had played against unknown netizens for several hours yesterday and won, was in a very good mood. However, when he saw the banner that was fading and blocking the road, his good mood suddenly disappeared.

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I took a random photo, then posted it with text.

"Someone's banner fell here, please come and collect it. Also, our store is only open at noon today!"

Beiyou had just sent it successfully, and then there was a "ding ding ding" reply. He only glanced at it twice and stopped reading, because the replies were all the same, asking why he was not open at night.

Beiyou actually wants to ask why he is open at night. It's Christmas. Shouldn't he be bringing his partner or family together? He is creating opportunities for diners, so why is he so ungrateful?

This unhappiness turned Beiyou's original plan to have barbecue for lunch into apple pie. Anyway, he bought enough apples.

While there was still no one around, Beiyou leisurely processed the ingredients. The main thing was apples, the golden apples he bought at Shimeng store yesterday.

Golden apples, difficulty level 1 to capture, are wild plants that mostly grow on cliffs. Their skin shines like gold, and their sweet taste and nutrition are far superior to ordinary apples.

In addition to these apples, there were other common apples, which he planned to give as gifts. As for the golden apples, they were naturally made into apple pies.

He was handling the ingredients leisurely, while people who learned the news on the Internet rushed over. Some came to eat, some came to see who got the Christmas blessing bonus, and some came to join in the fun.

After preparing almost the same amount of food as usual, Beiyou was ready to rest. However, before he could sit down, he heard the noise outside. He opened the door and took a look. Oh my God, there are so many people. He has the guts to open today.

You can close your business in one day until the Chinese New Year.

It's just that he definitely couldn't receive so many diners when traveling to the north, so he first wrote on the small wooden sign in the notice the number of people he would entertain today, which was the number of apple pies he had. As for the other people, he had nothing to do.

However, the reality made Beiyou feel that his thoughts were too good. Many people left just when he was about to release the wooden signs. He heard clearly that they were originally a group of people who came to watch the fun. Now they are watching the fun.

After that, I left. As for the issue of food, haha, I have no money.

His mentality was a little unbalanced at first, but then Beiyou comforted himself. Now that these people are just right, he doesn't have to be so tired.

After walking out of the door and placing the wooden sign in a conspicuous position, Beiyou shouted: "Business hours have begun!"

The diners outside were already prepared. They glanced at the wooden sign as they moved forward, and then rushed in. "Limited limit. I haven't seen such a word for a long time. You know, Boss Bei didn't say it before."

Made directly.

Beiyou waited inside, and then came in swarm, and ordered the food. After a long time, Beiyou now felt that it was better to have unlimited quantities. People who came to buy this limited quantity were all eager, and it seemed that they were a step too late.

It seems like there are no more, but the number above him is quite a lot.

It was impossible for Beiyou to persuade these diners because he was surrounded by crowds and was very busy.

But it's not without its benefits. It took him the shortest time to sell out the largest amount of food in one meal since he opened the store.

After selling out the food, Beiyou went to rest. When he passed by the place where the gifts were placed, he took a look and found that they were almost gone. It seemed that the guests would notice it without him having to remind them.

Looking at the number of diners in the store, Beiyou estimated that the number was enough and stopped worrying. He should also think about how to arrange his evening.

But after thinking about it, it is most straightforward and practical to have a meal. It’s just that he doesn’t want to do it now, so:

"Should I go to another restaurant to eat?"

The more Beiyou thought about it, the more he felt it was possible. He would find a few restaurants with good taste and go there in alternating order. He would eat for an hour at a time until he was satisfied and go home, and then continue to open the store tomorrow.

Although his favorite place is to eat at Setsuno Canteen, he can't eat without making a reservation. Not to mention Dining King Yoda's. It's too expensive, he can't afford it, and he's not familiar with it, so he's too embarrassed to mention the discount.

Son.

After thinking about Beiyou, he started to think about it far away. It wasn't until the noise of the diners in the restaurant leaving after eating that Beiyou came back to his senses.

After saying goodbye and blessing, Beiyou closed the door. Today's business is over, so he should change his clothes and go shopping.

After changing into warm clothes, Beiyou went out. He had no destination, so he just walked along as he pleased. As for the food, he left it to Shi Yun.

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After entering the noisy street, Beiyou suddenly felt uncomfortable with the bustling crowds, as if he was the only one alone.

"I always feel like I'm a bit pretentious." After saying this, Beiyou sighed, changed direction, and continued walking.

This time he didn't know how far he walked, but he followed his inner feeling and came to a remote alley, where there was a delicious food that attracted him.

When Beiyou first smelled that smell, he thought it was a novice baking biscuits, but after sniffing a little more, he found that the person baking the biscuits seemed to have deliberately turned up the heat. The faint burnt smell actually made Beiyou

There is a feeling of intoxication when traveling.

But when he saw the source of the burnt smell, he felt his heart warm up, because it was an old woman who baked biscuits using traditional methods. She was baking biscuits for some children.

Beiyou could see clearly that the cookies were not as exquisite as those sold in the store, but under the words of his heart and a Merry Christmas, they seemed to have a radiance, a warm and non-dazzling brilliance.

Children are the most innocent, so they can also give the purest blessings to this kind of pure goodwill. Compared with the taste, perhaps this intention is the most precious.

Beiyou didn't know how long he had been here. It was just an ordinary scene, but he felt like he couldn't get enough of it.

But no matter how beautiful the scene is, it will eventually end. As it gets darker, the children all go home, and the old woman packs up her things and leaves.

Just when Beiyou was about to rush over to help, a voice from the distance came over:

"Grandma, let me carry it."

When I went to the north, I saw a young man running over. When he ran to the old woman, he first ate a piece of biscuit, and then he picked up the tools and talked to the old woman.

"Despite this taste, the biscuits baked by grandma are the most delicious."

"It means you like to eat it, but you can't do it now. It's not as delicious as the baked ones before, and the children don't like it anymore."

"No way, it's because they don't understand this delicious food."

The grandfather and grandson came over chatting and laughing. When passing by Beiyou, the old woman smiled and handed a bag of cookies to Beiyou and said: "Merry Christmas!"

"Merry Christmas!" Beiyou took it with a smile, and after tasting a piece, he said: "Very delicious cookies!"

The old woman smiled, and her grandson interrupted: "See, grandma, I told you that the cookies you bake are the most delicious."

As the two of them walked away, Beiyou ate another biscuit. The unique deliciousness made him suddenly think of something. He took out two golden apples and wrapped them in colored paper, then chased after them and put the apples away.

In the hands of two people, they smiled and said: "Merry Christmas!"
Chapter completed!