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[Unify the Mesopotamia region, establish a centralized system, make the books the same text, and the cars are on the same track, known as the source of Western civilization]

Gilgamesh made a decaying sound as he lay dying.

"Why is this happening, I obviously want to be a foolish king"

Chapter 411. Dunkirk and Wen Yating

Windrunner Street is a well-known pedestrian street in Sylvanas City.

On Windwalker Street, there is a dessert house called 'Je t'aime toujours'.

This dim sum shop suddenly opened on Fengxingzhe Street three years ago.

In Sylvanas City, where every inch of land is at a premium, many new shops open every year.

But as the saying goes, come fast and go fast.Many shops have not been opened for a long time, because of poor management, or because the rent of the store is too high, they hastily transferred out the store. Like Je t'aime toujours, since the opening, there are long queues of customers every day. There are very few shops.

Of course, only those familiar with Je t'aime toujours know.The success of this store is inseparable from two elements.

First, it is the hostess of this shop. She is indeed very skilled in making dim sum. It is a good example that the residents of Sylvanas City can not get tired of eating it for three years.

Second, this store is actually supported by a capitalist behind it.

If it wasn't for the capitalist's investment, it would be impossible for a small snack shop to open on the golden section of Fengxing Street.

Since its opening, Je t'aime toujours has achieved new highs in almost every Christmas.

And this year, logically speaking, it should be like this.

However, in fact, the Je t'aime toujours this Christmas is at least half quieter than last year.

Although there are still many customers queuing up, it is true that at this time last year, customers had already lined up on the street outside the store, but this year, the number of people queuing has remained at around a dozen, and there is no upward trend. There is no sign of abating either.

"Damn it, what the hell is going on today?"

A tall girl with black hair is eating the elk cake specially offered by Je t'aime toujours Christmas with an angry face.

If you are a friend who is familiar with Je t'aime toujours, a dim sum restaurant, you can definitely recognize this girl. She is Wen Yating, the daughter of the capitalist behind Je t'aime toujours.

"Sister Mingming's cake is super delicious!"

Wiping her cream-stained mouth with a handkerchief, the girl named Wen Yating pouted and glanced at another girl who had just come out of the back kitchen.

The long silver-white hair was coiled up high, and only a few strands of hair could be seen through the tall chef's hat.The vermilion pupils exuded a charming charm, and the simple and capable chef's uniform could not conceal her graceful body curves.

The girl's name is Dunkirk, and she is the chef of this Je t'aime toujours and also a ship's wife.

However, in the past three years, she has never disclosed her identity as the ship's mother to others, so no one knows.

In everyone's eyes, Dunkirk is just an excellent pastry chef who is enthusiastic, calm, and devotes himself to the research and development of pastries.

"Well, there's nothing you can do about it, Yating."

Dunkirk shrugged his shoulders, and sat opposite Wen Yating rather helplessly.

The snacks she made are enough for the guests for the next hour.So, for the time being, you can stay outside for a while.

"Sister Dun, do you already know the reason why our business is not as good as last year?" Wen Yating blinked her big black eyes and cast a look full of curiosity towards Dunkirk.

"Yating, you are Mr. Wen's daughter no matter what, so please be more considerate of our competitors." Dunkirk sighed and turned his gaze out of the window: "Since this morning, I have heard It is said that there is a newly opened snack shop on the other side of the pier, which has attracted many customers?"

"A newly opened snack shop?" Wen Yating crossed her hands on her chest in disdain, her face full of displeasure: "Except for my grandma who lives in the hometown village of Arthur City, I don't believe that anyone will do it." The skill of dim sum can surpass that of Miss Dun!"

"One mountain is still higher. The world is very big. Don't hold me too high. If I fall, it will hurt a lot."

Scratching Wen Yating's small nose amusingly, Dunkirk pointed in the direction of the gate: "Besides, I asked the pony to go to the pier two hours ago. You'll know in time."

"Two hours ago?" Wen Yating almost spit out the lemonade from her mouth.

"Sister Dun, let's take a taxi to the pier, and it will only take half an hour, right? Pony has been gone for two hours, and he hasn't come back yet. I'm afraid he went fishing quietly?"

"I said you, you should have a snack when you do things." Dunkirk pointed to the customers who were queuing in front of the cashier: "Maybe there are also queuing at the pier?"

"Then it won't take so long!?"

"During Christmas last year, didn't you have to queue for an hour if you wanted to eat dim sum in our store?"

"But that store is newly opened, sister Dun! Don't you want to say that a newly opened store can directly catch up with our performance last Christmas?"

"That's why I said, there are people beyond people, and mountains beyond mountains. This world is so big, Yating, your knowledge is still too little."

"I have a lot of knowledge! Sister Dun, I have been to many cities with my parents!" With her neck raised high, Wen Yating looked like a proud little swan.

And at this moment, a young man with a horse face suddenly broke into the shop, panting and sat down on the chair next to Dunkirk.

"Dun, sister Dun... I brought you... the dim sum from that dim sum shop that you asked for."

"Little horse, slow down, don't rush."

Dunkirk hilariously poured a glass of lemonade for the horse-faced young man, but the pony immediately drank it clean:

"Sister Dun, Sister Yating, let me tell you. The dim sum shop at the pier, the line is outrageous. I waited there for an hour, and the line was only halfway through."

"Then how did you come back?" Wen Yating was a little curious.

"I bought a scalper!" Sighing, Xiao Ma looked at Wen Yating pitifully: "Sister Yating, can the scalper's money be reimbursed..."

"Money, money, money, money!" Rolling her eyes, Wen Yating did not refuse Xiao Ma's request.

After grabbing the snack that the pony had knocked into the bag, Wen Yating immediately took out a piece of cookie that looked like a naval gun: "Hmph, I thought it was some kind of great snack, but it was just a song for grandstanding. Just crackers."