Traveling back to the 1980s, I only had two dollars in my pocket.
Lin Mancang was a food blogger in his previous life, but he is an unemployed young man in this life.
He had no money, no house, no job, and his only possessions were a pack of star anise, a pack of cinnamon, and a pack of Sichuan peppercorns.
He gritted his teeth and set up a stall in front of the cinema selling braised meat.
The first pot of braised meat comes out of the pot, and the aroma spreads for half the street.
The first guest took a bite of the pig's trotters and his eyes lit up.
The income on the first day was three yuan and five cents.
From then on, he had a food stall.
But trouble is coming——
Director Zhao of the state-owned hotel brought people to destroy the place and said, "Self-employed people are just speculators."
People from the health center came to check and said, "If you don't have all the documents, you are not allowed to set up a stall."
The gangsters on the street came to collect protection money and said, "I control this street."
Lin Mancang wiped his hands and smiled.
"Okay, everyone here is a guest, let's try the braised food first."
A bowl of braised meat is served from Nanhe Town to the county seat.
From one stall to three stores.
From two yuan, I can earn sixty or seventy per day.
The fireworks of the 1980s are all in this bowl of braised food. Lin Mancang wiped his hands and smiled. "Okay, everyone here is a guest, let's try the braised food first." A bowl of braised food was placed from Nanhe Town to the county seat. From one stall to three stores. From two yuan, I can earn sixty or seventy per day.
**The fireworks of the 1980s are all in this bowl of braised food. **
