The Female Tenant in Dongguan

In the early 1990s, Lin Ziming, who had only finished middle school, wanted nothing more than to live a quiet life selling food at a night market with his family's time-honored recipes.

One night, a fashionable woman who had just returned from Dongguan came up and called him "Brother" right off the bat.

From then on, the little county town was turned upside down.

"Big Brother? No, no. I prefer it when people call me Brother Ming."

"Want some luosifen? Fifteen yuan a bowl, and it'll keep the sun shining on you all day tomorrow."

"Too expensive? If you walk away and come back, you might not get another chance to eat it."