In the morning, when Mei Mei woke up, the fresh smell of baked bread teased her nostrils before the familiar sting of the sun's rays hit her face. The smell was mouth watering and it punished her stomach stomach which immediately started demanding to be filled.
"I love you Madam Feng." She whispered.
Her mother-in-law really had the magic pastry touch. It was why they often had people sniffing the air outside their gates often. Lately, some of them had become bold enough to exchange money for bread outside the gate.
Madam Feng had taught her maids how to bake bread and simple pastries. These things were now being sold on the sly like secret drug deals.
There was a knock on her door which was timed perfectly like someone could tell that she was finally awake.
"C4, who is outside?" she asked.
"Jun Mingzhu."
"Bandit, unlock my door," she said.
