Lin Xiaofan, 29 years old, employee of Taobao store in Luoyang.
When I was struggling with whether to pay social security or not, and whether my boss would cut my salary, I time-traveled.
Dress like an ancient man. The man who carried the goods was illiterate, had no skills, and was so poor that he had only shabby clothes.
She was stunned for three seconds, and then began to calculate:
Carrying goods earns eight cents a day, a waiter in a teahouse earns two hundred cents a month, and a cashier earns five hundred cents a month...
If you save enough fifteen taels, you can mortgage a room.
She just wanted to be an ordinary worker in ancient times, slowly save money, and live slowly.
Unexpectedly, after saving up, Yang Ming appeared next to her - fifteen years old, the young master of Buzhuang, who was given to her to learn bookkeeping.
Yang Ming sent her a meal at night. Yang Ming asked her, "Are you not coming back?" Yang Ming said in the government office, "He is my brother."
Later, Lin Xiaofan thought: If there was no Yang Ming in that nest, would it still be called home?
