Become a stepmother and save the male protagonist of the painful literary school

Jian Yan asked each of them to take a plate and use tongs to pick up the food they wanted to eat from the table.

It's like a small midnight snack with self-selected dishes.

The maids were so fearful and timid at first that they didn't dare to pick up any food, but later they ate happily with a happier smile on their faces.

Jian Yan forked a small piece of yellow crepe cake and asked them with a smile: "This mango cheese cake is a new product I developed. Does it taste good?"

Although Tong Huaimu hates sweet food, it doesn't stop her from putting a few desserts on the table. After all, she is not just completing the task, she also has to eat, and can't cook just for Tong Huaimu's likes and dislikes.

There was a girl with her mouth stuffed like a hamster, nodding while chewing, so cute, "Madam's cooking skills are comparable to those of a five-star chef."

The servant her original owner brought from the Jian family was named Xuexiang. She was only twenty years old and was a migrant worker from the countryside.

Unlike the other maids in the Tong family who wore black and white maid dresses, Xuexiang's clothes were her own, clean and neat.

Although she was brought from the Jian family, she had only been there for less than a week. She didn't know either family and was not close to the original owner.

Therefore, Jian Yan rarely used her.

Aunt Wang, who was standing by, felt that what Xuexiang said was wrong, so she quickly nudged her with her elbow, reminding her not to talk nonsense.

Comparing the daughter of the Jian family with an ordinary cook, even if he is the mistress's servant, he cannot be so presumptuous!

Jian Yan noticed their little actions, but she didn't care. Instead, she said jokingly, "What is Wang Ma doing? I think what Xue Xiang said is very much to my liking."

"After a while, I want to open a dessert shop."

Aunt Wang advised her, "Madam, if you want to make desserts, you can just buy a shop and make them for yourself. There's no need to open a store."

Others chimed in, “Yeah, that’s so tiring!”

They really meant what they said. Making desserts is physically demanding and it is not as comfortable as being served in a villa. How can a spoiled young lady do this?

It's just a whim, and I'm afraid I'll be defeated by reality soon.

Jian Yan smiled and shook his head, went to the cellar to get a bottle of red wine, poured it into the glass, and drank it slowly, "People always need to have a skill to survive. I'm pretty good at making desserts, so I can consider making it a long-term job."

Mother Wang was dumbfounded.

"You are already Mrs. Tong, do you still need to work?"

“The Tong family provides me with food and clothing, but after all, I didn’t earn it myself, so I always feel uneasy.” She looked at Wang Ma, a layer of melancholy in her cold eyes, and even her smile was a little sad. “Besides, Xiao Mu doesn’t like me, so this family may not allow me to stay for a few days…”

Everyone looked at the beautiful woman's sad expression and couldn't help but fall into silence.

They all knew that the lady in front of them had no marital relationship with the husband, and that she was only married into the family for a business marriage.

They had no choice but to comfort them.

"Don't be sad, Madam. The young master will understand your kindness one day."

"Yes, Madam is such a nice person. We all like Madam very much."

Jian Yan drank the red wine in the glass and said with a wry smile: "I hope so."

the next day.

She went to look at the shops around Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School. There was a small flower shop of 100 square meters that was rented out as a lucky house, and she went to inquire about it.

Got the landlord's contact information.

The barrage of comments slid across the live broadcast room.

Taotie: Yanyan baby, I have completed the leveling process!

Taotie: Eh? Baby, are you going to open a shop? It doesn’t necessarily make money.

Jane Yan smiled: "It's better than staying at home with nothing to do. And I definitely won't be alone."

Taotie: "Support baby~"

System: "Ding! Taotie gave the anchor 300 divine coins as a reward, which has been converted into RMB 300,000 and has been transferred to the anchor's bank card account."

Jian Yan was shocked. "Is this currency conversion so exaggerated? Three hundred directly became three hundred thousand, multiplied by a thousand times!"

Taotie: (angrily) This is the money after the live streaming platform deducts its commission.

Taotie: Actually, one Divine Coin is equal to 10,000 RMB. According to normal conversion, it should be 3 million RMB.

Jian Yan couldn't help but hold his forehead with his hand, and sighed: "What a shady live broadcast platform, the commission is as high as 90%!"

System: "Ding! Large income detected. The live broadcast room is gaining popularity and has entered the recommended hot list. A large number of sponsors are pouring into the live broadcast room."

The corner of Jian Yan's mouth twitched. What a huge income! This wave of making money was clearly calculated by the system.

She took a look at the money in the original owner's account, and after adding the 300,000, it was exactly 1 million. After communicating with the landlord, she spent 900,000 to buy the store.

When paying, I felt puzzled. As the eldest daughter of the Jian family in Beijing, how could the original owner only have a pitiful 700,000 yuan in savings?

In her previous life, her family fell into poverty and all resources were given to her younger brother, but she still had more than 2 million in savings to prepare for emergencies.

How could the original owner be so miserable?

This doubt aroused the speculation that had been buried deep in my heart.

When she first saw the price of the clothes the original owner brought from the Jian family, she imagined that the original owner was not favored in her natal family and might even be disliked by her parents.

In this case, she would not be able to see the Jian family in the short term. She also had to save some money in case of an emergency.

Jian Yan has a very strong execution ability.

Believe that everything will be completed in the shortest time possible and don't give yourself the opportunity to hesitate or regret.

After buying the store, he spent 10,000 yuan on renovation and 30,000 yuan on materials. Within a week, the dessert shop obtained a business license and opened.

The name of the store is "Fulai" and it is located in a neighborhood of Jiangcheng where Tong Huaimu lives. It is only open from 12 noon to 3 pm every day.

Every time after school, the aroma of desserts is like a hook that hooks the taste buds of children. Children who go to Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School are not short of money, and they buy exquisite but not cheap desserts at will.

What's more, the store manager is a beauty.

Desserts have a high repurchase rate.

Jian Yan was familiar with several of the children. They were always anxiously shouting "I want to lose weight" and then buying a bag of peach blossom cakes.

So she improved the ingredients and reduced the amount of sugar added.

This plan is very popular. Although its sweetness is reduced, the soft and glutinous taste is not reduced. Many girls will choose to buy this low-sugar pastry.

There were people who came to see her because of her reputation, but Jian Yan didn't feel ashamed. Adults from the upper class would never come into contact with such a small shop, and students wouldn't know her, so she wasn't afraid of being recognized.

Besides, she had bought some cheap skirts and clothes to wear in the store. Her outfit was also quite simple and ordinary, which would not arouse suspicion.

As for Tong Huaimu, she hasn't seen him since she opened the store.

He was taken to school by a driver and did not go home at noon, so he would not come into contact with her. Besides, he hated sweets.

Some boys were really annoying. Three or five of them formed a group and blocked the front of her store. They learned to speak in a slick way at a young age, "Boss, how much do you make a month?"

Jian Yan counted today's record sheet with her slender white fingers, without even looking up, and said in a clear and cold voice like sweet spring water, "It's been less than a month since we opened the store."

They laughed and looked her up and down with teasing eyes, sticky eyes, disgusting harassment, "Are you short of money?"