He Yi died suddenly from overwork, and when she opened her eyes, she had arrived in ancient times.
After experiencing life and death, He Yi realized that nothing mattered more than her health and happiness. She decided she would never again live a life of endless competition and overwork, and would just lie flat.
But then she looked at the drafty house and the porridge in the pot, barely thicker than water,
then at her honest, long-suffering parents and her younger siblings crying out with hunger.
He Yi gritted her teeth. "I'll earn money selling food at a stall. Once I've saved enough to build a house and put food on the table, I'll lie flat!"
After her family got new clothes and a new house, He Yi began to miss the spicy hot pot, grilled meat and fish, burgers, and cola of the modern world...
Now that they had the basics, their standard of living had to improve, too.
The custom was to give brides generous dowries, so she needed to save up for her younger sister's dowry.
The family could be poor in anything but education, so she needed to save up for her younger brother's school fees.
Besides, her food stall had already made a name for itself. Just a couple of days ago, she'd gotten new ingredients and promised her regular customers she'd soon add something new to the menu.
He Yi clenched her fist. "I'll earn a little more and make life a little more comfortable, then I'll lie flat!"
A little more turned into a little more, and before she knew it, she'd opened a restaurant.
The restaurant grew more and more popular, and even government officials became regulars.
Once again, customers pounded on the door, urging her to open, then complained that she was late when they came in.
He Yi wiped her face.
Lie flat! She had to lie flat right now!
She couldn't earn another cent!
The man in the corner of the restaurant set down his teacup and smiled.
"As it happens, I just got a few packets of seeds from overseas. They say they can grow exotic flowers and fruits from foreign lands."
"Shopkeeper He, want to give them a try?"
"Perhaps you'll come up with another signature dish that takes Bianjing by storm."
He Yi: "..."
Damn it, he's using that trick again!
This time, I'll really lie flat after I earn just a little more!
Theme: A good life is built with your own two hands.
