My Hot Baby's
Free Bread

Tristan clucking. That is, Miles must pay attention to every cafe, restaurant or store they pass by. Tristan parked his car on the shoulder of the road. He came down without caring about Miles. Walking around asking people will be a lot easier.

It just so happened that Miles did not want to miss this opportunity either. Tristan was busy asking about the bakery, while he was busy asking locals to take his picture. Miles arrives in Cumbria with a vacation destination, while Tristan searches for Zareena.

"Miles, the bakery's over there." Tristan exclaims.

Miles waved his hand. "You're the only one there. I still want to be here."

Tristan clucking. "You better not come with me."

Without Miles, Tristan walks to De Balgiam's bakery. The shop is famous. So, Tristan was not hard to find. Arriving there, Tristan was greeted by a friendly young lady.

"Please, Sir."

"I want the best-selling bread."

The woman wearing the bandana nodded. "Drink it? Do you want to have some special tea here?" the woman asked because she knew Tristan was not a native of Hawkshead village

"Sure, I'll try."

Before long, one slice of bread and tea Tristan got. No need for a fork or bread knife, Tristan just gobbled it up by hand.

"Hey!" Tristan called the maid.

"Yes, sir."

"I want to buy all the bread here?"

The woman was dumbfounded. "You serious?"

"Of course." Tristan took out a credit card from inside his wallet. "I pay for this. All bread including the ones in the kitchen."

The woman nodded, then took Tristan's credit card. "Wait a minute, sir. I'll be back."

"Wait a minute. You just pack it up, then make this shop distribute free bread. I want to share it with people."

In the kitchen it became a scene because the waiter told me there was a buyer who wanted all the bread.

"I have to see him" said Sarah, the owner of the bakery. "All of you, quickly deliver to the front the ripe bread."

The four workers, including Zareena, are breeding. They quickly put the baked bread into a tray to be taken to the front window.

"Zareena, please take this bread forward." One of the fat women, aged about 35, said.

"Okay, I'll take him." Zareena greeted the large tray of bread from the woman's hand, then carried it forward.

"You're really generous. We will distribute this bread for free" Sarah said.

Tristan is smiling. He glanced at the woman who was unconscious of his presence. "Is he a baker? Can I talk to him?"

Sarah looked back. He saw Zareena, then Tristan in turn. "Oh, apparently by chance. All right, I'll let Zareena go home."

Tristan smile. "You know what I mean. But your bread is good. I've already finished two pieces, and I think the people here can't wait to share the bread."

"You're too complimentary. But my bread is delicious. " Sarah laughed, and he called his new employee. "Damourina!" call Sarah.

"Yes, Madam." That's when Zareena realized Tristan was there.

"Zaree, come here."

Inevitably Zareena approached the two. Sarah smile. " There's someone who wants to see you. You just go home today."

"Isn't it rude if I go home, while you're busy here?" Zareena still refuses to talk to Tristan. His intention was not to avoid. But looking like this, Zareena just wanted to run away.

"Tristan bought all our bread."

Goddamnit! Zareena cursed in the heart.

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