After class, Yang Xiu stopped talking with her bag on her back and Su Xiaomei went straight home.
Unlike other students, they all pick him up by car and send him home on foot.
Looking at the city of Yinzhou in front of us, there are some buildings similar to those in the Republic of China, and there is no so-called network.
The streets are paved with bluestone, but it’s very clean and someone cleans them at the moment.
There are carriages and rickshaws coming and going.
The houses on the edge of the street are all stone houses, thick and simple, and the doors and windows are all cast iron, which is very strong in the past.
According to my memory, Yang Xiu walked and saw that their home was not far from the school. It was more than ten minutes’ walk through Suzaku Street, Qintai Street, Chunxi Road and Yongan Street, and Yang Xiu was home.
The first floor of a three-story stone building facing the street in Yangjia is a pastry shop, and business is booming.
The second floor is the pastry workshop, and the third floor is the Yangjiazhai.
In addition to these three floors, there is also a basement where all kinds of ingredients, rice flour and oil are piled up.
Yang xiu hurried home and shouted "second brother, I’m back!"
He rolled up his clothes and got ready for work.
Although these sixteen years are not Yang Xiuzhu’s consciousness, he has already become a Yang family in these years.
Business at home is very good, sometimes people are not busy enough, but Yang Xiu will give a hand when he comes home.
But today, he frowned, and something was wrong at home. There was a lot of excitement at the door of the store, and there were almost no guests at the door today.
There is a second brother with a sad face.
"What’s the matter with the second brother? What’s the matter? What about the father? "
Yang Xiu’s father, Yang Dejun, was born with poor quality, so he changed his job to a combat position instead of a deputy chef specializing in pastry baking.
He has three deputy abilities, one of which is the ability to move a big steamed bun skillfully when it is out of the pot, and make two by shipment.
The second brother Yang Xiufeng, like his father, is also a deputy chef, which is regarded as inheriting his father’s craft and inheriting his father’s business.
He also has a unique skill to refine a yeast to keep steamed bread as good as new after months.
With one change and two more big white steamed buns, and the rest of the month is not bad, Yang’s family can’t be poor
Yang Xiu’s mother, Wen Liangyu, did not change her job, but served as a deputy.
To accept things is to make the least and put the most.
The whole silver could change jobs, and only three people can say that they have bought and sold tens of thousands of profits.
But if so, Yang’s sky is a rich Yang Xiu in Yinzhou and he is not qualified to go to high school.
Key Yang’s family has a dragon!
Eldest brother Yang Xiuqing was born a genius and changed his job. Then he broke through the extraordinary rank and was promoted to the elite rank in two years.
Go to the Imperial Capital for further study and have a look at the possibility of breaking through the elite rank and promoting to the odd rank in the future.
Because of the boss’s scenery, every family in the city will take care of Yang Jiasheng and Yi Yangjia, which has become the biggest pastry shop in Yinzhou City!
"What happened to the second brother? What happened?"
Yang xiu asked anxiously
Yang Xiufeng, the second brother, gritted his teeth and said, "Old three, alas, our house has been hit by a paradox."
"What paradox? In broad daylight? How can you bump into it? "
Yang xiu’s head felt a normal situation. It belongs to Terran in the daytime and weird in the evening.
But sometimes people have to go out when there is an emergency at night.
In the same way, sometimes there will be weirdness during the day.
And even worse, if the strangeness directly appears at home, it will really be a disaster to avoid strangeness at night.
This kind of thing is called bumping into deceit in Yinzhou.
"Don’t father to find deceit hunting.
Come and see, you will know that khufu went to the warehouse to get flour and almost died inside. "
Khufu is a Yang worker who is sincere and hardworking.
"It happened so suddenly that the guests were scared away. There will be no guests these days, and everyone will avoid us.
Alas, it’s a disaster from heaven. "
Second brother took Yang Xiu into the pavement and crossed the corridor to the underground warehouse.
The iron gate leading to the underground warehouse is firmly locked, and there is faint blood, which should be the blood of khufu.
"How is khufu?"
"Mother called someone to the hospital. It’s a skin injury. It’s nothing serious."
Yang Xiu looked through the iron doors and windows and saw a figure vaguely on the stairs to the basement.
The figure seemed to growl and look at it for two meters as a zombie.
He was dressed in rags and his head was huge, but he had no skin, and his flesh was blood red and rotten, and he could not see a few holes in his nose and eyes.