Daily Life of Ming Women Working in Europe

When Su Yao and her friends went out to sea to play, they encountered a super earthquake and tsunami. When he opened his eyes again, he had become a rare oriental item being auctioned at the slave market in the port of Seville, Spain in 1585. But luckily: 1. All are still alive. 2. All have a skill. 3. The count who bought them loves to eat delicious food. Su Yao relied on her good cooking skills to successfully conquer Mr. Earl's taste buds and gain freedom. Later, she opened a Chinese restaurant, which served eight major cuisines in turn, attracting aristocrats and celebrities from all over Europe. The friends opened clinics, clothing stores, and financial securities companies respectively, directly leading the trend of the times in Europe. A few years later, they made a lot of money and bought several large ships to form an ocean-going fleet. He also brought with him Shakespeare's manuscripts, Leonardo da Vinci's paintings, scientists, wealth, connections from various countries, and precious seeds from the New World, and returned across the ocean to serve China! #Our European wool harvesting during the Age of Discovery# #A few stooges are building a career in Europe# #Your Majesty, I brought the European treasury back to you# The copy was written on March 20, 2025. Ps: Easily create business articles and micro-group portraits on a daily basis, including food management and construction. ———— Pre-collection 1: Dear grandson, our ancestors are waiting for your disaster relief food. Copywriting: Dai Viet Dynasty, Linjia Village, ancestral hall. The head of the Lin family devoutly burned incense and prayed: "Dear ancestors, Dai Viet has suffered a severe drought that has not been seen in a century. Many crops have failed to harvest. The rivers in our Lin family village that have never dried up will soon dry up. The 18th generation of the unfilial son of the Lin family prays to our ancestors to protect us from the disaster. If there is any hidden food, let us know in our dreams." The fifteen-year-old Lang Lin Changan behind him laughed out loud: "Master, our ancestors are all very poor. How can we hide food for us? In my opinion, it is better to pray for my descendants." The clan leader huffed and clenched the cigarette rod. The young man clasped his hands indifferently: "My descendants, I am your ancestor Lin Chang'an. Your ancestors are currently suffering from natural disasters and drought, and are about to die of hunger and thirst. If you are successful, please find a way to honor us." The patriarch picked up the cigarette rod and knocked the young man on the head: "You little boy, what nonsense are you talking about." "Grandpa, don't be so irritable." The young man held his head and wanted to hide, but suddenly appeared in the open space in front of the altar table in the ancestral hall: Northeast Wuchang Rice x 5 bags Baisui Mountain Mineral Water x 5 boxes Fresh fruits and vegetables x 5 boxes Patriarch:! ! ! ! Lin Changan: Is the ancestor showing his spirit? Or are descendants showing up? Pre-collection 2: Seaside Restaurant in the Northern Song Dynasty Copywriting: Xie Zhiqiu traveled to the Northern Song Dynasty and became a young lady who took her baby thousands of miles to find her husband. It's a pity that after three days in Citong Port, no one was found. What's worse is that the money is running out. Unable to find anyone and unable to return to his hometown, Xie Zhiqiu could only temporarily rent a small house with his children to settle down. In order to support his family, Xie Zhiqiu went to the port and set up a stall, serving delicious and juicy shrimp dumplings, spicy and sour rice noodles, chewy mixed sauce noodles... There are many businessmen traveling from north to south, and they can all taste the taste of hometown here. Because of this local flavor, there is an endless stream of customers and business is getting better and better. From a small stall to a small restaurant, the lively and prosperous Citong Port Pier has now gained a Xieji Restaurant. * Someday. The owner of the small restaurant wore a bun, stood at the door and pinched his waist. He introduced today's dishes to a tall, dark-skinned but masculine uncle with a sweet voice, "Dark uncle, today we have the most delicious pickled vegetables in the store. They are made from white rice dumplings~" Ye Xingshui, who was covered in weather, looked at the little kid who was no taller than his thigh: "Little Tangyuan, I am your father." The little glutinous rice ball stared with round eyes, carefully identified it and then stretched out his hand: "My father will give me money, will you do it?" Ye Xingshui took out the money. Xiao Tangyuan accepted the money, closed the door and ran to the backyard to claim credit: "Mommy, there was a black-faced uncle who said he was my dead father. He didn't lie to me. I also defrauded him of his money." Ye Xingshui laughed angrily and jumped over the wall. Little Tangyuan screamed: "Mom, he can climb the wall!" Xie Zhiqiu ran out with a spatula and stared blankly at the tall, heroic man, as if she was really her father-in-law. Ah... What to do with the scholar introduced to her by Aunt Zhang next door? Intention: Survive adversity and work hard to get home.