The iron factory is filled with dust and smoke, and a hot pot of spicy food hides all the flavors of making a living.
As he was getting older, he was unwilling to be dependent on others for a long time, so he simply found a small shop on the street and started to make a living on his own.
He monopolizes all the trivial matters in the store all day long, walks alone in the cold night to close the store, and seizes the unique business opportunities of the New Year to work day and night. He thought he could make a stable living by being sincere and responsible, but he unreasonably attracted jealousy and made things difficult for others.
Outsiders' eyes can only see a temporary boom in customers and a small surplus. No one knows how much grievances and sorrows are silently carried under the fireworks curtain, and countless loneliness and panic are endured without anyone sharing. Those forbearance and perseverance buried deep in the roar of machines and the dust in the sky illustrate the real and profound world conditions in ordinary life.
Purpose: Personal experience of opening a store, writing about the perseverance and difficulty of ordinary people on their way to starting a business, and giving a glimpse into the real world of making a living at the bottom.