"Today's pastries are on the house for you, Clara. No need to pay, I'll give them to you as a gift," she said, packaging the pastries for Clara and placing them on the counter.
"Ah, this, I should still pay, just like Granny says, earning money is not easy," Clara moved her wrist close to the card reader.
"You child, let it go, just this once then," Granny Fu wasn't the stubborn type and didn't want to keep arguing with Clara, so she pressed a few buttons to input the price.
"Next time you come, you can tell me in advance. Actually, these pastries taste best when they're a bit warm, fresh out of the oven."
"Okay," Clara took the neatly packaged box, said goodbye to Granny Fu with the remaining bag of fruit, and then walked into the depths of the alley.
Back at home, she neatly stacked the items in the fridge, glanced at the time, then quickly washed up before stepping into the immersion pod.
