The provincial capital of Guangxi Province.

Xiao family villa.

Xiao Min sat on the sofa with her big belly talking to her mother.

She is already six or seven months pregnant. Before she was pregnant, Master Jiang said that her first son would be born on June 2, 2024.

After she got pregnant, she found out that the due date given by the doctor happened to be this day, which raised Xiao Min and Wang Wenjie's respect for Master Jiang to a new level.

"Mom, I remember that you used to love playing mahjong. Later, you became my manager. You gave up your hobby because you were afraid of the negative impact. Now that I have retired, you don't have to worry so much, Mom.

When I have nothing to do, I go out and play mahjong with my friends to pass the time."

"Mahjong is a very magical thing. If you play it often, you will really want to play it every day. If you don't play for a day, you will feel uncomfortable. It is especially torture when three are missing and one is missing."

Mother Xiao recalled the time when Sanqueyi kept calling people to join her, and she couldn't help but sigh: "But once it stops for a period of time, the attraction of mahjong will be greatly reduced. I am very good now, and I don't want to be like before every day."

I ended up sitting at the mahjong table late at night."

Xiao Min smiled and said, "Mom, what do you do to pass the time now?"

Before Xiao's mother could answer, Xiao's father came out of the kitchen and said, "Your mother is very capable now. She is immersed in writing her autobiography and preparing to publish a book!"

"Ah?" Xiao Min opened his mouth in surprise.

Xiao's mother rolled her eyes at Father Xiao, and then said to her daughter: "Don't listen to your dad's nonsense, I'm just bored and recording some things that happened when I was your agent."

Xiao Min breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That's it. Dad, the way you talk is really scary."

Father Xiao laughed and said, "I'm not wrong. Your mother writes about things that happened to her or around her. Isn't this almost like an autobiography?"

Mother Xiao glared at him: "I know how to make sarcastic remarks, how is your old duck soup going?"

Father Xiao sat on the other side of the sofa and said, "The aroma has already wafted out. It will be ready to drink after simmering for about half an hour."

Because his daughter likes to drink the old duck soup he stewed, every time her daughter came back from work, he would stew a pot of fragrant old duck soup for her to drink.

Even if the daughter is now married, she is no exception.

Xiao Min reminded with a smile: "Dad, it was okay for my mother to be busy running around with me in the past. Now that my mother is completely free, why don't you take her out for a trip?"

Father Xiao immediately cried out: "Xiao Min, it's not my fault. I wanted to take her out for a walk, but she's not interested. So what can I do?"

Xiao's mother said: "In the past ten years, I went to countless places with Xiao Min. Sometimes I was so busy that I had to catch a plane every day, and I almost became a trapeze artist. Now I don't want to go out at all, I just want to stay at home.

Live your own little life at home."

Xiao Min naturally knew how hard it was for her mother to follow her for ten years. She patted her mother on the shoulder and said: "It was really hard to run around just to make more money at that time. Now we don't have to worry about money anymore."

Don’t worry, you can live your life as comfortably as you want. Anyway, you and your dad are still young and we still have a lot of time to enjoy ourselves."

Next, the family of three began to reminisce about the hardships and sweet memories.

…

Four o'clock in the afternoon.

At a pork stall in a vegetable market in Fo City, Guangdong Province, a couple was busy. The man was cutting up pieces of pork one after another, while the woman was greeting customers.

The couple's surname is Chen. They are in their fifties and from Yulin City, Guizhou Province.

The pork is being cut, and it looks extremely fresh. Even if you have to wait in line, customers are willing to wait in line. This is also the busiest time for the stall.

The man surnamed Chen has been in this business for more than ten or twenty years. As an old butcher, his technique of cutting pork is extremely skillful, not much worse than that of a butcher.

Therefore, the man surnamed Chen can carve up a fan of pork in less than three minutes, and the action does not look rushed at all, which is a pleasing feeling.

Many customers are willing to wait in line. In addition to seeing the freshness of the pork, they are also fascinated by the pork cutting skills of the man named Chen.

In less than half an hour, the man surnamed Chen had divided all ten fans of pork.

His wife, on the other hand, was constantly cutting meat, weighing, chopping bones, and packaging bags, and was extremely busy.

They were busy until about 6:30 in the afternoon. The couple finally sold all five pigs. In addition to the eight pigs sold in the morning and noon, they sold a total of thirteen pigs in one day. The business can be said to be very good.

It's hot.

The current profit from selling a pig is about 400 yuan. In one day, the couple made more than 5,000 yuan, which can be said to be very impressive.

Of course, there are many pork stalls in the wet market, and not every stall is so profitable. They also sell pork. Some stalls have difficulty selling three to five pigs in a day, but the couple surnamed Chen can sell more than a dozen pigs every day.

Pig, this is also the skill of their couple.

When the couple packed up their files and prepared to go back, the man surnamed Chen received a call from his son Chen Yanren.

As soon as the call was connected, his son Chen Yanren asked: "Dad, have you closed the files?"

Chen's father said: "I just finished selling the pork and am ready to close the stall."

"I'm at the XX food stall now. What kind of food do you and your mother want to eat? I'll order it for you."

"When did you come here? Why didn't you call me?"

"I didn't arrive until almost five o'clock. I guessed that you were busy at that time, so I didn't call. Please tell me what you want to eat. I quickly ordered food. I'm starving."

"Then give me a plain goose!"

"Okay, what about my mother?"

"I asked her...she said she wanted to eat green onion eggs, and you can take care of the rest by yourself!"

"OK, then I'll order. Come over as soon as you finish."

"Um!"

After he hung up the phone, Chen's mother asked: "Why did the boss come here suddenly? You don't have to go to work anymore?"

Chen's father packed up his things and put them on the tricycle, and said, "Who knows about him? Didn't he call you some time ago to complain that work was not easy to do? Maybe he resigned. Anyway, it's not the first time."

Mother Chen frowned and said, "This child is almost thirty years old, so we still have no idea."

Chen's father urged: "Okay, your son has already ordered. Hurry up and get in the car to eat. It's not too late to wait until your son is in front of you."

…

seven o'clock.

XX food stall.

The three members of the Chen family are eating.

Mother Chen looked at her son who was devouring his food. After he had eaten a big bowl of rice and alleviated his hunger, she asked aloud: "Boss, it's not a holiday now, why did you come here suddenly without saying a word? No need for tomorrow.

Going to work?"

Chen Yanren packed himself another bowl of rice and said nonchalantly: "I have resigned!"

Sure enough, Chen's mother and Chen's father looked at each other and frowned: "Why did you resign again? Tell me how many jobs you have changed since you graduated from college?"

Chen Yanren said: "I don't want to change jobs all the time, but I have never found a job that suits me. What can I do?"

Mother Chen laughed angrily: "You refused to come over and help us sell pork. You are not satisfied with any job. You either dislike this or that. You might as well become your own boss."

Chen Yanren chuckled and said: "Mom, to tell you the truth, I am resigning this time and really plan to be my own boss. Anyway, working for others is really not suitable for me. I might as well try to start a small business by myself. Maybe I can

It’s not always possible to find a path that suits me.”

Chen's father interjected: "It's not easy to work, but it's not easy to be a boss. Since you have resigned, you must have made plans. Then tell us what business you plan to do."

Chen Yanren swallowed the food in his mouth and said, "I have thought about it. I plan to find a shop in my neighborhood and open an Old Friends Noodle Shop. What do you think, parents?"

Mother Chen shook her head and said: "Boss, your idea is a bit unreliable. If you open an Laoyou Noodles store in the provincial capital, it might be a good idea. If you open an Laoyou Noodles store in Yulin, you may not be able to adapt to the climate.

.”

Chen's father also said: "As far as I know, only the most authentic Laoyou fans are those in the provincial capital. After leaving the provincial capital, I have never seen any Laoyou fans who can do it."

Chen Yanren said: "This is what I think. If you directly hire people from the provincial capital, I believe that the same chefs can produce food that is not much different. The core of catering is taste. As long as the business has an export reputation, the business will be

It will definitely be a hit.”

Hearing this, Father Chen and Mother Chen looked at each other again.

They are indeed not very optimistic about their eldest son's business, but it is rare to see that his eldest son is motivated, and they don't want to dampen his enthusiasm. Anyway, the investment in a powder shop does not need to be too big, so how about letting him try it?

Thinking of this, Chen's father made a final decision: "Since you are confident, then give it a try. Our family's conditions are better than the previous ones, but better than the lower ones. This kind of small investment can still support you."

Chen Yanren said happily: "Thank you, dad."

After getting down to business, Chen's mother started talking again: "Boss, your sister is married and your brother has a girlfriend, but you, the eldest brother, have been silent. You will be thirty years old soon, but you don't even have a female classmate."

I took it home, what did you think?"

In the past two or three years, every time we met, my mother would urge her to get married. Chen Yanren had long been used to it, so he could only respond with a smile: "Mom, I understand. As long as I meet the right one, I will definitely bring him back as soon as possible."

Let me show you."

Mother Chen rolled her eyes at him: "You say that every time. Could it be that after so many years, you haven't met a girl you like?"

Chen Yanren sighed: "Of course I have met her, but it's a pity that the girl I like is already married, or she doesn't like me. It's not that I don't want to find a girlfriend, but I don't have a chance!"

Chen's mother said: "You can't go on like this. Why don't you ask a matchmaker to introduce you to a match? Some time ago, your aunt called me and mentioned to me that there was a very famous matchmaker in Bailiang County. Let him

Being a matchmaker for you is probably more reliable than finding one yourself."
To be continued...