In the South Snack Plaza of Changye College, there is a white dining cart called "Senior Sister's Canteen".
The man who served the hot and sour noodles had trembling hands and a gun-like callus in his mouth. He was once a top student in the police academy and a well-known trader in the industry.
The senior lady in charge is my ex-wife and now my partner. We all thought that our lives were just broken up - until the little red book with black characters on a red background was put into the deepest part of the drawer, until we stood on the same side again amid the smell of oil smoke and vinegar.
They say that the fifteen-centimeter curb stone is a rule, and the shaking right hand is a wasted half-life.
Actually?
What the trader sets is not the market, but the hearts of the people; what is filled is not the powder, but the days that are not yet cool.
This book "Sister's Canteen: The operator who sets up the stall is my ex-husband",
This is not a cool article, but a true story.
Every word you read in the dormitory can smell the same hot and sour smell next to the car opposite the school.
Purpose: Focusing on youth entrepreneurship and self-salvation in the new era, it tells a heart-warming story of a former couple who faced depression, market competition, and emotional rifts when they ran the "Sister's Canteen" in a university snack street. They adhered to the bottom line of honest management, healed people's hearts with delicious food, and finally achieved two-way growth and emotional reconstruction.