In 1983, Chen Ye retired from the army and returned to his hometown, earning a living by collecting debts from others. I only got back a broken spoon from a debt collection - I put it in my mouth and opened my eyes until 2028.
A lighter costing 80 cents was exchanged for a permanent 28 cents; a digital watch costing 3 cents was bought for 20 cents; a kid lined up crying for the spicy strips costing 30 cents.
He opened a pawn shop and hung an old wooden sign: Wanjie Commissary. During the day, I set up a stall in Qiaotou to earn the great unity of 1983, and at night, I went to 2028 to find a convenience store girl to buy goods. While fighting the local snake horse prince, he also imitated the 2028 joke and came back to pretend to be X-"You are lying flat." "What flat?" "... It's okay."
The local gangsters thought he was a retired soldier until he was wearing a floral shirt, sunglasses, and a digital watch with a green light, and more and more people were standing behind him. No one knows that this kid has a switchblade in his waistband, has items from fifty years in his pocket, and has a time-traveling spoon under his tongue.
But Chen Ye knew it well - he would die in seven years. Before he died, he had to take revenge, make enough money, and open a store. Also, you have to know what this spoon is.
