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甜品店裏的酸爽事兒——老板娘才不只是會板著臉...

這家蛋糕店的老板娘說，那時她還是個姑娘，矯情不懂事兒。

老板娘虽早早地就不上学了，但是小姑娘时的她还是很期待外面的世界。想赚钱，想看看电视里说的爱情到底是什么模样。后来她就跟着老乡来到了某沿海小城，一个很容易发生故事的城市。老板娘做起了奶茶妹。老板娘所在店的面积很大，是一家甜品店，不仅仅有奶茶还有各种甜点。老板娘喜欢待在主店里面，里面的文艺气氛会让她暂时忘了自己打工人的外来身份。但是很多时候她得站到外面吆喝着卖奶茶，慢慢地她会说一口嗲嗲的台湾腔。看来来往往的各路游客，她也觉得蛮有意思。她现在的口音还有些台湾腔，而且还会说几句常用英语。

老板娘也知道自己玩兒夠了肯定會回自己的河南農村回家，然後結婚生子。這畢竟是富人的城市，不是我的。老板娘吆喝時都嘻嘻哈哈的，其實她還是很自卑的。

一天，因爲遊客太多，她在調制奶茶時出現了錯誤。被遊客吵完又被老板吵了，老板娘想到了回家，下班後一個人跑到了不遠的海邊哭會兒再說，她習慣了這樣的發泄。那時剛漲潮人很多，沒人聽得到大岩石後面的哭聲，海水的聲音會吞沒一切的。

哭完了，要不要回去收拾東西回家？

回到店裏，老板給她一張沒有郵戳的明信片。這種明信片很常見，任何一家爲方便顧客留作紀念都會免費提供給顧客的那種。背面寫了幾行字：

Hi，甜品店的妹妹，那天是你一个人在海边哭吧？我在你家店见到过你。你家那个很甜的小蛋糕很好吃的。你工作不开心吗？我一直以为在甜品店上班的人会很幸福呢。对了，我去了两次，每次都是你为我点单的。你声音很好听。多多笑笑哦~ 眼镜儿哥

老板娘没想到会有人注意到她。她脸红了好久，那时她还没有20岁。故事到此结束，没有后续，没有遇见这位眼镜儿哥，但是老板娘没有离开那家店，回来河南后开了自家甜品店。

也因为开甜品店的原因，小编才得以和她结识，开店之初在我们焙企通上采购了烘焙原料，之后来往于我们焙友商学院，也正是一来二往的联系中，慢慢熟络起来。闲暇之余会和我们说说她家生意上的好坏，装修上的闹心事儿，这个故事也是在聊天中，老板娘忍不住了才告诉编辑的。坏坏的编辑天生就是藏不住秘密的，尤其这种小青涩~~

你老公是帶眼鏡兒吧？

老板娘臉紅了一片，微微笑了....

更多資訊：

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