National Goddess: The First Spirit Chef in History

Chapter 2 Ancient Shop
The shop left to her by Grandpa Wen Qiao is a small two-story building, which is said to have a history of a hundred years. It is relatively narrow and the area is not large. The house is divided into a bedroom and a small living room. The upper and lower floors are less than [-] square meters, and the doors and windows are not large. It feels out of place with the modern city. Since the Wen family became prosperous, they have never returned. However, the house has not been lived for many years, and now I don't know how old it is.

But no matter how old it is, she can't demolish it, and then build it according to her own wishes, because this shop is located in a very old street - Changqing Street. This street belongs to cultural heritage, and she can maintain it, but But it's not easy to dismantle it. Most importantly, she will feel guilty if it is dismantled.

Located on Changqing Street in the old city, the old city is the earliest built-up area in the city. There are some ancient city ruins in the area, the buildings are relatively retro, and most of the residents are locals. Although it is not as prosperous as the downtown area, it also has its own unique Charm belongs to the city's cultural and tourism responsibility.

Before the Wen family set up with the Chen family, they had been relying on a small restaurant opened by the old man on Changqing Street. Although Wen Qiao's father didn't live here because of work, Wen Qiao himself was forced to The family stayed to accompany the old man. This street is full of Wen Qiao's childhood memories. After Wen's family got up, grandpa decided to retire under the persuasion of his children. Then he closed the small restaurant and took her to move to the new city where uncle and father are located. Along the way, Wen Qiao inevitably thought a lot, and her childhood memories were brought up again and again, but they were still very vague. However, when the car drove to Changqing Street, She found the location of the house with precise eyes.

"Little girl, the car won't be able to drive any further, so just get off here, okay?"

The driver's uncle's voice suddenly rang out, calling Wen Qiao back from his memories. Following the driver's line of sight, he realized that they had already arrived at the entrance of Changqing Street. Crowded with all kinds of small stalls, occupying at least half of the road, coupled with the flow of people passing by, the streets in the old city are not very wide, so you have to be careful when riding a bicycle, and it is impossible for cars to pass.

"Oh, ok, just stop here for a while."

After getting out of the taxi, Wen Qiao stood at the entrance of Changqing Street, took a deep breath, and with all his courage, quickly walked through the crowd, and finally came to the gate of No. 56 Changqing Street, silent for two seconds Zhong, slowly took out the key, pulled up the shutter door very solemnly, and opened the door.

Then—the ground is full of garbage, the sky is full of dust, what is going on in this empty place with footprints, old oil stains on the walls, like a garbage dump?

Although I was mentally prepared that the house might become dilapidated or something, I never thought it would become so messy!
I remember that as soon as my grandfather let go, he was taken into the city center by his uncle and father to live there. The house and furniture were all handed over to my uncle. My uncle clearly promised to be good at the beginning. Is this how it was handled in the end?
Wen Qiao's smile froze on her lips just now, and she stayed there for a full second before wiping her face fiercely. How did she know that the reason why her little uncle took over to clean up the place was It was because I fell in love with this shop and wanted to take advantage of it, but was rejected by the old man and asked for the key back. He would still work hard, and after selling all the things that could be sold, he threw the house in It doesn't matter there, that's why there is the picture Wen Qiao saw today.

Wen Qiao first checked the electrical circuits and water pipes in the store, and after seeing that they were all available, she went out and bought a set of the cheapest plastic basin and towels, and packed them up vigorously. However, she was overweight and couldn't bend down. She was out of breath in just a few minutes, and it was only thirty or forty square meters, so it took her several hours to clean it up.

It was already midnight at this time, and she had to go to work at dawn, and she would be fired if she was late, and she would have no money to eat if she didn't work, the most important thing for Wen Qiao now was to support herself, at this point, she should have rested long ago, Originally, she was wide and fat, and her work efficiency was lower than others. If she stayed up all night, she might suffer during the day.

But there's nothing here, and I can't sleep if I want to. It's even more unrealistic to go back to the rental house. It's midnight, and there is no bus outside. No matter how much money I rent, I won't run away, not to mention that she is reluctant to part with the money. After thinking about it, Wen Qiao could only reluctantly give up this month's perfect attendance award, and was going to ask for a day off.

Although I feel sorry for this day's wages, once she made up her mind, Wen Qiao quickly thought about it. If she can get out of here as soon as possible, she can move in earlier, and the rent saved can be much more than the bonus for full attendance.

With a house of her own, she couldn't help feeling alive in her heart. In the early years, her grandfather relied on opening a small restaurant on Changqing Street to make ends meet. She followed her grandfather since she was a child. It must be a few blocks away from ordinary people. Instead of working in a fast food restaurant all the time, it is better to open a small restaurant like my grandfather. The flow of people on Changqing Street is still very good, which is definitely better than working in a fast food restaurant.

The most important thing is that I remember glancing at the Wisteria Academy. The opening date is only four days later. It is a famous school in the city and even in the whole country. I can go in through the back door. I don’t know how much work my grandfather put in for her. , she couldn't and didn't want to give up this opportunity, so tuition and miscellaneous fees became a problem.

That was the school that she had been thinking about for several years. After working hard all night, she was unresponsive, and finally remembered this matter, and found a serious problem... no money!
Money, money--

A penny beats a hero!
Wen Qiao rummaged through all the pockets on his body, and only found out more than 200 quick bucks!
What is two hundred fast money enough for?Three months ago, it was just her pocket money for a day, but now it is enough for her to eat for half a month.But compared with tuition and miscellaneous fees—hehehe, don’t even think about it.

Wen Qiao walked up the stairs in a daze, wanting to tidy up the second floor, but her mind was full of tuition and miscellaneous expenses. As a result, when she reached the entrance of the second floor because she was distracted, she stepped on it without paying attention. She only flopped her arms twice. Without holding on for even a second, she plunged into a large pile of garbage bags and torn newspapers, making a loud noise, and the flying dust choked into her throat, and she coughed so badly.

She sighed unluckily, her foot hurt badly, she didn't know if she had sprained it, and Wen Qiao waited for a while before propping her hands on the ground to sit up, but she didn't expect that just after she pressed her right hand, a sharp pain came from her palm. As soon as the supporting hand was released, the whole person fell back to the ground, and the next second, the pain came suddenly, as if something tore her blood vessels, and hit her brain directly along the palm of her hand.

Wen Qiao didn't even have time to react to the sudden change, she felt a bang in her head, her eyes went dark, and she lost consciousness.

However, although she lost consciousness, her body was still twitching instinctively, proving what kind of torture she was suffering. When Wen Qiao finally recovered and opened her eyes, it was already two days later.

(End of this chapter)