Meng Xiaoni graduated.
Theoretically, she should use her status as a freshman in her senior year to find a good company and work hard after competing for employment. But she didn't choose that. She carried all her luggage and decided to take the high-speed train back to Fengdu.
Fengdu is her hometown.
She wants to go home to inherit the family business - a dilapidated hotpot restaurant.
When Meng Xiaoni was adopted, she was very young, very quiet and well-behaved.
The adoptive father and adoptive mother have a small hot pot restaurant in Fengdu, commonly known as the Fly Restaurant. It's the kind of small restaurant that can be seen everywhere in the streets and alleys. It barely has a sanitation business license, and then it has been open for many years.
There are too many hot pot restaurants in Sichuan and Chongqing. A small, poorly decorated and unoperated fly restaurant has not closed down so far. This is really the heaven's favor.
Meng Xiaoni grew up pampered in such an environment.
Her father and mother never let her do anything, they only have one request for her: study hard.
Meng Xiaoni groaned and pushed her luggage to her second-class seat, and stuffed things into it.
She also gave her parents a lot of face when she was studying. She surpassed the first grade by a few points and passed a heavy grade. But throughout her four-year university career, she chose neither the postgraduate entrance examination nor the public examination. Instead, she chose some brand companies for internships.
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In four years, she not only saved enough money to pay her own tuition, but also saved a small deposit of 20,000 yuan, which can survive the days when she first started working.
Four years of study and internship experience also contributed to her final graduation thesis - a survey on common restaurants in the market.
The catering industry is not an industry that makes people feel very deep.
It seems that anyone can make catering, and anyone can make catering.
Can cook and have money to open a shop.
This is a small restaurant.
But in fact it's more than that.
Anyone can open a store, but not everyone can open a chain store. A person who can open a chain store does not mean that he can open a province, nor does it mean that he can open a chain store across the country, or even the world.
Like cooking a fish, some people open a small restaurant at their doorstep, some open a Michelin-starred restaurant, and some open chain stores all over the country.
Why is there such a difference
To what extent can the store be transformed
How to open a small shop with new tricks
What is the difference between chain and rank
Meng Xiaoni's major is to study these.
After studying, she ended her studies, participated in the graduation ceremony, and received her graduation and degree certificates. Then she set foot on the way home with great enthusiasm, preparing to turn her fly restaurant into a small restaurant that was completely different from before!
"Di-di-" The high-speed rail is about to close.
Meng Xiaoni took out the earphones from the side of her schoolbag, sat on a chair, and planned to survive the long high-speed rail trip for a whole day.
There are three seats in a row, and after the aisle, there are two seats.
Meng Xiaoni was sitting near the aisle, and by coincidence, the three next to her happened to be a family, parents and young daughter came out to play together.
She took out the e-book and started reading.
Second-hand machines, almost new, can be bought for a few hundred dollars. E-books are much cheaper than paper books and are a great way for her to pass the time.
The high-speed rail started quickly and was very stable. The next family of three chatted and ate. The couple were talking to each other about the way to travel next, where to get off, where to live, and where to go for more fun.
We chatted until it was time for dinner.
The aroma of food wafted from the high-speed train.
Meng Xiaoni looked at the time, took off the earphones on her ears, lowered her body and opened her schoolbag, and took out the instant noodles in the schoolbag.
With an e-book in one hand and instant noodles in the other, Meng Xiaoni went to pour hot water on the high-speed rail.
The place to pour hot water is always full at this point.
Meng Xiaoni was very patient and waited quietly.
She is often alone, but she also likes people, especially places with a lot of people. She likes noise and noise, of course, it is the kind that does not affect order.
It was her turn in turn, and the hot water happened to be gone.
Meng Xiaoni waited for a while, then poured hot water, and walked back slowly with a fork in her mouth: I don't know what the family of three is doing now
When she returned to her cubicle, she saw a family of three eating bento together.
The kind sold on the high-speed rail, the price is not cheap.
They also brought some cooked food, which filled the small table in front of them. There is a small table in front of everyone in the high-speed rail seat.
Seeing Meng Xiaoni coming back with instant noodles, the middle-aged woman hurriedly greeted her: "Miss, is eating instant noodles alone? Why don't you come and have some with us? We can't finish eating so much."
Meng Xiaoni shook her head: "I have enough instant noodles."
"Instant noodles are not nutritious enough. How about adding a marinated egg? This is made by our family." The middle-aged man next to him spread out the lunch box.
Meng Xiaoni still shook her head.
The little girl brought out by the husband and wife is very young, with a clean face and two braids, she is very cute when she moves.
She is staring at Meng Xiaoni right now, her eyes are bright, and her eyes are full of envy: "Miss sister, can I have your instant noodles? Your noodles are delicious, I'm so hungry."
Meng Xiaoni took the instant noodles back to her place, and started to eat silently: she brought a total of three bowls of instant noodles.
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She can't get enough of it.
The little girl didn't eat the couple's food, she swallowed her saliva, watched Meng Xiaoni eat the instant noodles and saw that the whole person came over: "Miss sister, your noodles are delicious."
She was lying on the small table, her small face full of pleading.
Meng Xiaoni ate half of the instant noodles, and being stared at like this, she couldn't help laughing immediately.
How can I eat this
She smiled at the couple opposite, "Give me a marinated egg."
The two couples looked at each other, rubbed their hands together and smiled innocently. Not only did they give her marinated eggs, but they also gave her other things: "This is the pickled cucumber we made ourselves."
"And this and this, we also made this sausage ourselves. It's delicious!"
Meng Xiaoni ate them one by one, and naturally placed the instant noodles on her small table, tapped, signaling for the little girl to eat by herself.
The little girl's eyes lit up, and she said, "Thank you, Miss."
All four were full and happy.
The heat from the instant noodles gradually dissipated, and the meal was finished.
They all exchanged food, and of course the two sides started talking.
"Let's go out and play while we can go at this age. Where is the little girl going?" The middle-aged woman was very kind and asked Meng Xiaoni.
Meng Xiaoni put away the box of instant noodles and said, "I'm going back to Fengdu. I'm from Fengdu."
"Oh, we will go there too, but it's not Fengdu! Stop! It's fun to talk there. The place is also very big." The middle-aged woman echoed, and said to the middle-aged man next to her, "Look This is fate."
"Yes." Meng Xiaoni said something in Fengdu dialect.
The middle-aged woman was so teased that she burst out laughing and patted her legs: "Oh, that's right, that's it."
Meng Xiaoni recommended several well-known tourist attractions to them.
The most famous point of Fengdu is the "Legend of the Ghost City".
It is said that all the ghosts in this world will go to Fengdu, look at the Sansheng Stone, enter the Hall of the King of the Underworld, walk on the Naihe Bridge, drink Mengpo soup, and finally reincarnate. In reality, Fengdu is regarded as a "ghost city" and has all the necessary facilities.
Regardless of the truth, Fengdu is at least an ancient cultural capital, which is very interesting.
Meng Xiaoni likes Fengdu very much: "I grew up in Fengdu, and my surname happens to be Meng. My classmates have always nicknamed me 'Meng Po'. The attractions I introduce are generally not wrong."
The family of three laughed loudly.
It's a coincidence that this surname is in Fengdu.
"Are there really ghosts in this world?" The middle-aged man asked Meng Xiaoni with emotion in his eyes after laughing.
Meng Xiaoni smiled: "Ning Xin has it, there is a cycle in the world, it's not a bad thing."
The couple nodded.
The high-speed rail stopped and went, and it soon reached the afternoon.
Meng Xiaoni was about to go to bed when the little girl hesitated to speak.
She raised her eyebrows lightly, just looking at the little girl.
The little girl snapped her fingers back and forth, blushing slightly: "Miss sister, can I have two bites of your instant noodles tonight?"
Meng Xiaoni smiled and nodded at her, then plugged in the earphones for herself, curled up in the chair and continued to pass the time.
The little girl showed off her face happily, and went to sleep obediently, without causing trouble at all.
At night, Meng Xiaoni made two bowls of instant noodles directly, and woke up the family of three who had fallen asleep next to her with the aroma.
The little girl let out a cry of surprise, got up and ran over to eat instant noodles.
Meng Xiaoni ate one bowl, and the little girl ate another.
The two couples also opened their own food, excitedly adding extra meals to Meng Xiaoni.
After another three hours of staying up, Meng Xiaoni arrived at the station first. The couple's first stop was not Fengdu, they just passed by Fengdu to take a look.
Meng Xiaoni packed her luggage, took all the things she had brought, rubbed her face, and tied up her hair.
Before she left, she said to the couple: "Next time when the gate of hell opens, cook something delicious and remember to light a stick of incense. The little girl hasn't eaten for a long time, she's really hungry."
After speaking, she pushed her luggage and left.
The two couples looked at each other, eyes full of astonishment.
The middle-aged woman's hands trembled a little, pinching her husband next to her, her eyes suddenly turned red: "Husband, what did she just say?"
"... Ah? Ah!" The middle-aged man was also stunned, "Ghost, the gate of hell is open."
The middle-aged woman stood up, and as soon as she took a step, her feet softened immediately. She was so excited that she was a little out of breath.
The middle-aged man panicked immediately, and hurriedly patted her chest: "Calm down, don't panic, come on, exhale slowly, inhale, exhale, inhale—"
The middle-aged woman slowed down: "It's okay, it's okay."
It didn't take long for Fengdu to stop here, and Meng Xiaoni got off the station quickly.
When she turned her head, she saw the little girl sitting on the top of the high-speed rail car, waving at her cheerfully, thanking her for the instant noodles.
The face that will always stay at that age is full of joy at the moment.