Road to Success

I was unemployed just after graduation. As an ecology major, I took over the weirdest job in a fishing village called Zhangzhou Village in Zhoushan. The boss is a forty-year-old fat chef with a white coat, black-rimmed glasses, a round belly, and a mysophobia. The restaurant he opened was called "Justice Kitchen". It was opened on the cement seawall, with eight wooden tables and a yellow and white color scheme. There is no fixed menu, the boss cooks according to his mood. There is no fixed price, the boss charges based on the person. There is only one strange rule: after eating, you must pin a note on the wooden wall at the door. But what really shocked Lin Yuanzhou was what was behind the door of the storage room. No backyard, no fence. There is only a sea cliff more than two meters high and an old pier that leads directly to the sea. The boss disappears from here several times a week and comes back with unnamed ingredients. "Behind that door is another Earth." A story about a fat chef and an unemployed college student, about ingredients, stove fire and sea breeze, starts from now on.