[Period setting + building a fortune + sweet romance + everyday life + one-on-one romance]
(No golden finger + no college entrance exams + winning over a soldier and making money)
Su Xiaoyu, a food streamer who transmigrates to 1980, opens her eyes to find herself being forced into marriage by a spoiled, mama's-boy intellectual youth!
“Either marry my son or pay us 300 yuan in betrothal money!” the old woman shouts, hands on her hips.
She smacks the freeloader with a spatula, then turns and collides with a taciturn retired officer. (Now that's a nice feel.)
This man takes three knife wounds protecting her without uttering a sound, yet when she sets up her stall, he quietly hauls over an entire coal stove factory!
Starting with meat-stuffed flatbreads sold for five cents each, her metal food cart grows into a three-story restaurant.
The manager of the state-run restaurant tries to trip her up?
She turns around and reports him for misappropriating 2,000 jin of grain coupons!
When a reborn rival boasts about her husband, a man worth ten thousand yuan, Su Xiaoyu smiles and runs a hand over her soldier's eight-pack. “Darling, tell them how many zeroes are in our savings.”
“Reporting to my wife: the passcode for the bankbook is your birthday.” The stern-faced soldier blushes to the tips of his ears as he slips the keys to their newly purchased Phoenix sedan into her apron pocket.
Everyone says being self-employed is shameful,
until they see the president of the Hong Kong and Macau Chamber of Commerce begging to join her business, Japanese merchants fighting over the exclusive recipe, and even visiting British Prime Minister Margaret Thatcher insisting on tasting the cooking of “that Chinese girl who makes Dongpo pork”!
P.S. The heroine won't become the richest woman in the country, and the hero isn't a domineering CEO. This is an everyday-life story about living well and loving yourself.
(The period setting is fictional, and this is guaranteed sweet!)
