When he returned from the army as a cook, Lin Xiao didn't wait for a stable life. Because of stock trading, he first incurred a debt of more than 200,000 yuan.
Deposits have been cleared, jobs have been lost, and collection information is getting denser day by day.
The only thing left that could be used was a pot.
He transformed the rental house into the simplest home kitchen and started selling three box lunches——
You have to count the rice and don't use too much oil. Bad reviews are more terrible than losing money.
Ten orders, twenty orders, thirty orders a day, the days are pushed forward little by little by the sound of small tickets.
The only person who stayed with him was Zhou Yumeng, who never left.
The two of them were guarding the stove and the bit of life that had not been crushed.
No counterattack, no miracle,
Only the kitchen lights turn on on time every day, and the debt figure slowly decreases.
When the day comes when the two hundred thousand dollars are paid off,
Only then did they realize that what really remained was not just this small family kitchen.
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So cool! ! ! The further back you go, the better it looks! !
Well written, plain and simple is the truth!
Life is ordinary, but very warm. It is rare that there is no rustling at night. The language is like the spring wind, very light, very soft, great, come on.