The world of film and television begins with the God of Medicine

"I'm telling you, if it weren't for Teacher Ge, I definitely wouldn't sell it to you at this price. It's all for Teacher Ge's sake, you know."

A man in his fifties with gray hair was photographing a tricycle, looking like he had made a lot of money.

Wang Yan nodded with a smile and neatly took out three hundred yuan from his pocket: "Teacher Ge said before he came that you were his real friend and would definitely take care of me. Now that I see it, it is indeed the case. Thank you so much. .”

"Then look, we have been old friends for many years. Okay, you can ride away. Teacher Ge, you have time to eat."

"Okay, Tokyo will open at night in half a month. I'll invite you to eat there." Teacher Ge agreed, and very consciously got a cardboard cushion and sat in the bed of the tricycle.

This is a tricycle being ridden, not a donkey riding backwards with two wheels in front and one wheel behind. Speaking of which, it was Wang Yan's first time riding this thing. It would be fine if he was carrying a girl, but he was a nagging old boy.

Teacher Ge said: "How about it, I didn't lie to you? I have been friends with him for decades."

"Thank you, Teacher Ge, for your help. When Jinbao's mother skewers the mutton skewers, you can eat more to reward your hard work."

"Do you think I am eating your mutton skewers? How old am I? Can I digest the mutton skewers after eating too much? I think you are repaying kindness with hatred."

"Then you won't eat?"

"Oh, I said Xiao Dongbei, why can't you think straight? You can't digest it after eating it, so eat less. If you are really good at roasting, then I will force you to eat more and give you a good boost. Opinion."

"Let's talk first. If you feel uncomfortable after eating too much, don't say that I deliberately made you uncomfortable tomorrow."

"Impossible, do you really think I'm an old fool?" Teacher Ge strongly expressed his dissatisfaction, then realized that the route was wrong, and quickly patted Wang Yan on the back, "Where are you riding? You're going the wrong way."

"Oh, Teacher Ge, why are you so confused? Why should I set up a stall to sell barbecue? Instead of buying meat, buy seasonings? Instead of grilling lamb kebabs, grill tricycles?"

"Why do these words sound so familiar to you?"

"Look, you still haven't admitted it. Are you an old fool? Have you forgotten what you just said?"

"You are just confused. I didn't think of it for a moment. Don't tell me, you learned quite a bit."

Wang Yan laughed and took the old boy on his tricycle to buy mutton, onions and other seasonings. It's not that he took Teacher Ge with him on purpose, it was just a way to go. It was more convenient. At least he had someone to help carry things.

Not only did I buy meat, vegetables, and seasonings, but I also bought a lot of fresh-keeping foam boxes, small brushes, small dishes, medicine rollers, ovens, bamboo skewers, and the like. It's not easy to find anything, so I asked around a few times. Especially the oven, he asked for a long time and needed it to be cooked fresh. But fortunately, it's not that difficult. If you give me a little more money, you can make it in the afternoon.

Helping to carry the condiments, Teacher Ge asked curiously: "Why are you buying medicinal materials?"

"Making seasonings, what's so strange about this? Aren't bay leaves, cinnamon, etc. also all Chinese herbal medicines? Let me tell you, Teacher Ge, my seasonings are recipes handed down from our ancestors. I guarantee you will be happy after eating them. Two skewers, eat two skewers and think of ten skewers.”

"I know this, but is it possible that the color of your meat is wrong? Then tell me that you use the best meat and the best seasonings."

Wang Yan laughed: "Teacher Ge is quite humorous."

"It's Chen Peisi's mutton skewers that sell well." Teacher Ge also laughed, "But speaking of which, do you also need to apply for a business license? Don't find it unpleasant what I said. If you offend someone, they will If you eat skewers and say you're hungry, they'll extort your money, so what do you do? This happens everywhere. If your business is good, people will be jealous and want to destroy you, so you have to think more carefully."

"Teacher Ge is mature, prudent and considerate. I will ask you later."

Regarding Wang Yan's face-saving words, Teacher Ge nodded with satisfaction. Otherwise, why would he like talking to Wang Yan? Wang Yan sometimes speaks very nicely...

When we got back to the house, it was already noon.

Wang Yan called Jinbao's mother to come down, cut a few pieces of meat and tasted it, then made lunch, greeted Jinbao's mother, and had a meal with Teacher Ge.

Then, he was making dry ingredients over there, while Jinbao's mother was cutting the meat and marinating it, and Teacher Ge was watching. After all, it was interesting to him. He watched it for a long time, and after the meat was marinated, he started to string the meat skewers with Jinbao's mother.

During this interval, Wang Yan also prepared the seasonings and went to get the oven. By the time he lit the charcoal fire downstairs, it was already approaching night. People who work outside have returned, and people who work at home have come out to cook or forage.

Little Fatty didn't even enter the house when he came back. He squatted next to Wang Yan with a small schoolbag on his back, watching Wang Yan flipping the mutton skewers back and forth on the oven. Jinbao’s mother didn’t say anything, she knew it was baked for everyone. They were cooking in the public kitchen. Of course, Wang Yan bought them all and we wanted to eat them together in the evening.

Jinbao's mother wiped her forehead with the back of her hand, looked at her fat son squatting outside the door, hammered her waist, and showed a satisfied smile...

"Oh, you really want to have a barbecue?"

From far away, Reiko's voice rang out, "I can smell the aroma from so far away. I guess it was you who baked it."

"It's a coincidence that you came back, Lingzi." Wang Yan casually took out a handful of dry ingredients from a small square box from Teacher Ge, turned the mutton skewers and spread them evenly, took three and handed them to Lingzi, "No There are too many preparations, and we will have to wait for a while, you can taste it, and when I make money, you can eat as you like."

"Boss Wang is awesome." Lingzi smiled and took the meat skewers and started eating.

"You also have three, but you have to give three skewers to each person in the building." Wang Yan raised his head to chubby Dun, who then came over very sensibly, and chubby grabbed the meat skewers and walked in. After entering the house, she first gave her mother three portions, and with the help of her mother, she took a big mouthful of sex, and then went to knock on the door hissingly.

This is what Reiko said about the atmosphere. Meat is not cheap either. And although Wang Yan's mutton skewers are far inferior to the big wicker skewers, they are still larger than ordinary small skewers.

Lingzi nodded repeatedly: "Your craftsmanship is really good. Just this mutton skewer, you will definitely make a fortune. Do you sell the condiments? I mean the recipe, do you know it?"

"I want to make money. How much can I earn from selling the formula? To be honest, I am planning to sell the ingredients."

"So... this mutton kebab is your gimmick?" Lingzi looked at Wang Yan sitting there in surprise. This was the second time she was surprised after meeting Wang Yan in two days.

Of course, the first time I was surprised by Wang Yan's cooking skills, and this time I was surprised by Wang Yan's thoughts. She didn't expect that Wang Yan was quite smart.

Wang Yan chuckled: "It's almost the same. If no one buys the ingredients, I'll just sell the skewers. I heard that there are rich people on the Yellow River Road. My mutton skewers cost one yuan a skewer, so they shouldn't be expensive, right?"

"It's definitely not expensive over there. It doesn't have to be on Huanghe Road, but Zhapu Road or Yunnan South Road. There are rich people there. You definitely can't sell it here. Well, just eat a few. "It's like a day's salary. It's so expensive. It's not easy. Who can afford it?"

"You are such a big boss lady, why don't you take care of my business?"

"The boss lady's money didn't come from the strong wind."

As soon as Lingzi finished speaking, Teacher Ge's chirping voices came one after another: "Oh, Xiao Dongbei, I really don't... Oh, Lingzi is back, Xiao Dongbei's grilled mutton skewers are quite delicious. "

"You're willing to eat a bunch of them for one dollar?"

"I know his cost. Today I spent a total of 600. The car is 300, the oven is 50...a bunch is only 30 cents. It costs one yuan to sell it to Huanghe Road. You can't make as much as us, right? ?”

"I can prepare so much every day. I just want to give you a taste today. I won't sell it here. I don't make a profit of seventy cents, but I can make one or two cents here?" Wang Yan said in a low voice, "But you want to eat it? , I will definitely take care of you."

"That's interesting." Teacher Ge sighed and said, "That's not right, didn't you tell me about ancestral Chinese medicine? How come your stir-fries are so delicious, and now the barbecue is even more delicious, and there are also ancestral seasoning recipes? What on earth does your family do? of?"

"It's traditional Chinese medicine. Teacher Ge, don't you know that Chinese medicine has dietary supplements? I'm all the same."

"Do you know how to practice Chinese medicine?" Reiko was surprised again.

Teacher Ge said: "I can see. Anyway, he put his hands on my pulse and told me my physical symptoms. It looked like he really had two hands."

"Really?" Lingzi stretched out her hands, "Can you show me? I really haven't seen it before."

"My hands are dirty and full of oil."

"Oh, I don't even dislike it. What else do you say? Show me quickly."

Wang Yan shook his head in a funny way, but he still put his hands on her fair wrists and felt them for half a minute. "Irregular menstruation is caused by long-term poor work and rest. Go to the pharmacy and prescribe two pairs of warming menstrual decoctions. Pay attention to it on weekdays." Self-cultivation, just go to bed early and get up early and don’t drink. There’s nothing wrong with anything else, you’re very healthy.”

"Are you really good at it? That's great. You can show me if I have a headache or fever in the future."

"I can't see it. If it's a remote place, I'll be a barefoot doctor, so I'll do it. This is Shanghai, there's no shortage of doctors. I give people trouble by prescribing medicine, but it's not caused by my medicine. People insist that If it’s me, then I’ll be sued, this is no joke, I can’t afford it.”

"Looking at how serious you are, I'm teasing you, but you dare to look at it. Who dares to drink the medicine you prescribed? Let's sell your mutton skewers, Boss Wang."

Lingzi smiled: "Aren't you going to Huanghe Road? It's already busy now, you'd better go quickly, otherwise no one will eat your mutton skewers when they drink too much wine."

After saying that, she threw the three eaten sticks into the trash can, stepped on her high heels, and entered the building with a click.

"Eat, eat." Wang Yan had already extinguished the charcoal fire and put the oven on the tricycle.

"Only three skewers? Can you bake some more?" Teacher Ge still had one skewer left in his hand and wanted more.

"You don't need money? Just taste it. If you want to be full, you have to wait until I make money."

"You clearly told me this morning to let me eat whatever I want."

"I also said that you have indigestion after eating too much. Teacher Ge, Confucius said that the key to caution in old age is to gain, and this gain lies in greed. You are greedy now, and you need to control your appetite. Now, I still have something else to do. Two, I’ll split it up with you.”

Teacher Ge looked at the mutton skewers in his hand and took a big bite: "You little Northeastern kid, just fool me..."

…

After a quick dinner, Wang Yan pedaled a tricycle, loaded with various things, and headed towards Yellow River Road. Generally speaking, it is indeed more lively at night than during the day.

Although it lacks the filter of the original series, there are already a lot of traffic and neon lights in some places here. Wang Yan just pedaled the tricycle on the road in such a leisurely manner. Avoid people, but also avoid cars. I was picked on by people all the way along.

Huanghe Road is indeed very prosperous, and there are obviously many more cars here. This area, like the Zhapu Road and Yunnan South Road that Lingzi talked about before, are all places where restaurants gather, most of which are high-consumption places.

Far away, he saw the neon sign of Golden Phoenix. The location here is very good, right at the intersection. The facade is large and impressive. Also because of its good location and excellent service, this place has the best income on the entire Huanghe Road.

Wang Yan looked up at the sign and looked around. He only saw various neon signs, and the light extended with no end in sight. There is a lot of traffic, people speak very confidently and loudly, laugh and curse, prices of tens of thousands of yuan are not usually seen, and a few minutes of chatting can wipe out an ordinary person's salary for a day. The attendance rate here is quite high. Gao, among the three or five people, there is always one person holding his hand, and they all wear relatively loose suits.

With a strong wallet, a straight waist, and a lot of confidence, these people all got rich first. In the early stages of the current wave, excluding the wealthy people who have fallen out of office, and those from ordinary families who are acceptable, these people are the top groups in China today.

Wang Yan's eyes stopped at the pavilion closer to the intersection, and he saw a round-faced man wearing a hat, leaning on the window with his hands in his sleeves, looking out. That pavilion, perhaps originally supposed to be a newsstand, was rented out by someone to do small business here.

This person is Jing Xiu in the drama. He is basically a spy on the Yellow River Road, but he still does it mysteriously.

Wang Yan pedaled the tricycle directly to the edge of the pavilion. Without saying a word, Wang Yan lit a flower and began to unload the tricycle, set up the barbecue box, and started a fire to light the charcoal.

"Comrade, what are you doing?" Jing Xiu ran out and asked.

Wang Yan kept moving: "Let's set up a stall, grilled mutton skewers. Is it not in your way?"

"That doesn't matter. I run a small shop and you sell mutton skewers. We don't have any boundaries. But if you set up a stall here, I'm afraid you won't be able to sell anything. Just listen to my advice and go to Wujiang Road, otherwise you can find It’s better to sell in a market than here. Don’t you look at it. There are hundreds of restaurants on this street. Who will eat your mutton kebabs? You can’t guarantee your hygiene. People won’t eat it.”

"This is my first time too. Let's bake it first. I'll get you two skewers when they're done. You can try them too. Don't you think it's unhygienic?"

"How is that possible? I see that you are a real person. My name is Jingxiu, what do you call me brother?"

"Wang Yan."

"Brother Wang, are you coming here to make a living?"

"I'm from the Northeast. I just settled here yesterday. I don't know what I'm doing. I heard there are a lot of rich people here, so I came here to set up a stall."

"There are indeed a lot of rich people. Look at them. They are all wearing gold, silver and jewelry. Cars are jammed here. But it is difficult to make money here. It was not that there were no stalls in the past, but there was no one at all. purchase."

Wang Yan had already set up a shelf, arranged the oil, seasonings, and a small brush, and turned back to work with the charcoal: "Whether it makes money or not, you have to try."

"I wish you fortune, we have guests."

"Business for you, I'll call you when it's baked."

…

"Who is that?" Ruth, the lobby manager of the Red Heron Hotel, took the cigarettes bought for the guests and looked at Wang Yan who was busy there.

"Another person who comes to Shanghai to make a fortune." Jingxiu shook his head.

"Do you think he can make a fortune?"

"Are you rich?"

Ruth watched Wang Yan making a charcoal fire. The fire was so red that even the neon lights couldn't illuminate his face.

She smiled and said: "It's okay to get through it, let's go."

Jing Xiu nodded with a smile and watched Ruth trotting back to the hotel. He lit a cigarette and lay there by the window, looking out and watching the movements of another person who came to Shanghai to make a fortune.

The charcoal fire has been burned, and the flame has gone out, leaving only dark red burning signs. Next, the coals are spread in a long oven. Then he took out a large amount of meat skewers and spread them on the oven. Under the charcoal fire, the surface of the mutton skewers began to brown and shrink, the fat melted like butter and dripped oil, and the aroma finally spread.

Jingxiu sniffed and began to look forward to the mutton skewers.

There are not many restaurants here selling barbecue. This also caused people to start salivating when they smelled the unique aroma of mutton kebabs.

The richer aroma, after the dry ingredients are sprinkled, seems to be inspired by an authentic deliciousness, which makes people want to try it.

But when I saw a simple barbecue stall next to Jingxiu Store, I still didn't come over. Outside the hotel and inside the hotel, the kitchen and the stalls outside are two different worlds.

Wang Yan smiled and waved to Jing Xiu, who ran out and got two bottles of soda: "You treat me to mutton skewers, and I'll treat you to soda."

"Give me a beer instead."

"Brother, why don't you take a look, who can sell wine to the restaurant on this road? None!" As he spoke, Jingxiu opened the soda pop and handed a bottle over.

Wang Yan took it with one hand and handed over five skewers of mutton skewers with the other.

As soon as he got it, Jingxiu took a sip, and his eyes immediately widened. It was the joy that came from the delicious food.

"Brother Wang, with your level, how can you not make money?"

He completely forgot that just eight minutes and twenty-three seconds ago, this was what he called ‘another person who came to Shanghai to make a fortune’. He ate this man's mutton kebabs, thinking he would get rich.

“It’s slower to make money elsewhere.”

"How much did you sell it for?"

…

"Hey, grill me twenty skewers. Hurry up. Once the grilling is done, take it to Red Heron while it's still hot." A high-spirited middle-aged man in a windbreaker came to the stall. In fact, the people here, even the most junior waiters, are high-spirited and high-spirited.

Seeing Wang Yan smiling and making no move, the man muttered, "How much more money can I give you?"

He took his wallet out of his pocket and looked at the thick wad of bills inside.

"twenty."

The man subconsciously took out two ten-dollar bills and pulled them out. Then he jerked his hand back and his voice became louder: "Twenty dollars? One dollar a bunch? Is your mutton made of gold? Oops, why not? Go grab it, why bother setting up a stall?"

"Huanghe Road has the price tag of Huanghe Road. You are a person of status. I don't know if you have paid for several households worth ten thousand yuan. I heard that everything you eat there costs several hundred yuan. It's only twenty. It's nothing to you." "

Wang Yan smiled and picked up a bunch and handed it over, "It's just baked, you can try it first."

"What you asked me to taste is not included in it."

"Boss, you have such a big brother in your hand and you want to argue with me about a dollar?"

"You're kidding, who didn't save their money piece by piece?"

Wang Yan looked like he was offended by you, and took a bunch from the oven and handed it over. The latter looked like I had really earned it, and took a bite.

"Ten more skewers, hey, I'll give you thirty. My surname is Liu, just go to Honglu and ask the waiter." The man held the skewers in his mouth, counted out another ten yuan in his hand, and handed over three bills.

"The boss is getting rich."

Seeing Wang Yan put the money in his pocket, the man said, "You are the one who is making a fortune. Please deliver it quickly. It is so expensive. If the service is not good, I will cause trouble for you."

He waved his hand, ate the skewers, turned around and left.

"Sell it at this price." Wang Yan raised his head to Jing Xiu who was watching from beginning to end.

Jing Xiu looked at Wang Yan, then at the mutton skewers in his hand, and nodded with a smile: "You have to come to this place, the cost shouldn't be high, right?"

"It's not high. Today it's 30 cents, but tomorrow it might be 25 cents."

"Brother is real."

"I am the only one in the country. No other bakery can taste the same as mine. Not to mention the difference between clouds and mud, Sun Wukong cannot be stopped by a somersault."

"Brother, you can make a lot of money. I've met a lot of people going back and forth on the Yellow River Road. Most of it depends on luck. You are really capable. With this move, the small stall will open into a small restaurant, and later it will open into a big hotel. Even in the The Yellow River's path is just around the corner, and the waves are big."

"With your good words, we can all get rich." Wang Yan nodded with a smile and started grilling the thirty skewers the man asked for just now.

Jingxiu watched it from beginning to end and asked, "Brother, the secret of your grilled mutton skewers is the condiments, right?"

"Heirloom."

"Sell it?"

"Don't sell seeds, sell finished products."

"Same as Shisanxiang?"

"What do you think?"

"You can achieve great things." Jing Xiu gestured with his thumb and bumped it against Wang Yan's, "Congratulations to you in advance."

It's a pity that Jingxiu is not Qiao Shan, so he is a little different.

"Then I need your help. Someone asked, help me spread the word."

"No problem, this is what I love to do most."

Wang Yan picked up the soda and took a sip with him, appeasing the people waiting in front, and then took thirty skewers to Red Heron.

He had only grilled ten skewers before, so the aroma was naturally not as good as thirty skewers. He only delivered one order for Red Heron and ran out of time for the rest because his long oven was already filled with mutton skewers. They all paid first, but they couldn't wait any longer, so they went to the hotel and asked the waiter to come and get it.

For him, the aroma of wine really doesn’t worry about the depth of the alley. If you are afraid, it must not be fragrant enough. Just like on Huanghe Road at this moment, Wang Yan, who was selling barbecue at a stall for the first time in his life, became very popular.

"I'm sorry, everyone, these are the last twenty skewers. They belong to Boss Zhang at Golden Phoenix Dinner. It's the first day of work and I'm not prepared enough. I'll prepare 500 skewers tomorrow."

After hearing what Wang Yan said, a group of people dispersed in dissatisfaction, leaving only the waiter from Golden Phoenix waiting here. Of course they were dissatisfied. They smelled it for a long time and ended up not being able to eat it.

Very quickly, twenty skewers were grilled, and it took more than an hour.

"You can earn someone else's money in a month in one day. Brother Wang, you are just as good as those self-employed people and company bosses."

"Isn't that still the car, the house, the money, nothing?" Wang Yan handed a cigarette to Jingxiu and put it away while smoking.

Jingxiu took the cigarette and twirled it in his hand: "Brother Wang smokes Chinese. You are so willing to smoke."

"The wine comes from Moutai."

Jingxiu was stunned for a moment, then laughed and sent his blessing again: "Get rich, Mr. Wang."

After laughing for a while, watching Wang Yan clean the ground, Jing Xiu said: "Brother Wang, let me remind you first, Shanghai Beach is not that easy to get around. If your things are good, then someone will care about you. Once you are remembered, Here comes the trouble. Five hundred strings tomorrow, a net profit of 350 yuan, a household worth ten thousand yuan a month, this business is not small."

"Got it." Wang Yan returned the pinch and broom to him, "See you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow."

Seeing Wang Yan riding away on a tricycle in the neon sky, Jing Xiu sighed for no reason: "It's really stormy..."

…

"Teacher Ge, haven't you slept yet?"

Wang Yan just unlocked the door of his house and saw Teacher Ge opening the door and sticking his head out.

"It's only eight o'clock, can I sleep?" Teacher Ge came over and followed Wang Yan into the room. "It's your first day at the stall. How is the business? Your bake is delicious, it should be good, right?"

"It's okay, they were all sold out in less than an hour."

"Earn two hundred a day?"

"I'm going to make 500 skewers tomorrow. Jinbao's mother is still a little slow to do it alone. Could you please help me, Teacher Ge, so that I can make 350 skewers tomorrow?"

"I don't want to do it, and I don't have any wages."

"You eat four skewers today, and I'll sell them for four yuan on Huanghe Road."

"Then I have to eat ten skewers tomorrow."

"Five skewers."

"Nine skewers." Teacher Ge waved his hand again, "Just seven skewers, no more. I also have two taels of Maotai left over from last night. As you said, drinking is good for your health. I will use it." Lamb kebabs with wine.”

"It's such a happy decision. Is everything okay? If nothing happens, go back and go to bed early. We have agreed today that I will go buy meat early tomorrow morning."

"You have to take care of three meals a day, right?"

"Then after all this calculation, you have already reached 12 or 3 today, and this old boy is quite valuable." Looking at the old boy who glared dissatisfied with the old boy's title, Wang Yan waved his hand, "Just eat with me, don't pick on things. You pick things, I start a business to make money."

"Oh, young people should be more generous. Besides, I'm working..." Teacher Ge muttered to himself, got up and went back to the room.

Wang Yan took off his clothes, and when he smelled it, there was a smell of oil smoke and a little bit of mutton. This was the smell of life. Of course, he didn't have many clothes. He was a lazy man, that's all.

I didn't wash my clothes diligently, so I went downstairs to wash myself with a basin in hand.

Ordinary people without nightlife are either reading at home or already asleep. There are only two families with TVs, one is Teacher Ge, the other is also Teacher Ge...

Early the next morning, Wang Yan rode a tricycle to the market. This was decided when he bought meat yesterday. Today he ordered more meat and bought fresh vegetables for the day.

When he returned to the house, it was only seven o'clock and it was already bustling. Teacher Shi was babbling and raising his voice, while Teacher Kong was tinkling and playing the piano.

"Did you buy breakfast? I thought you were going to do it." Teacher Ge, who was waiting to be fed, had already finished washing and opened the door to wait for Wang Yan energetically.

"I can't do it, it's too slow."

"You cook for lunch and evening." Teacher Ge came closer to Wang Yan and whispered, "Jinbao's mother doesn't cook well. It's hard for Jinbao to be so fat."

Wang Yan casually stuffed a bun into the old boy's mouth: "Your mouth will cause trouble sooner or later."

"Have you washed your hands?"

"It's not clean. You won't get sick after eating it. I sprinkle the ingredients on my kebabs with my hands, so they taste delicious to you."

Teacher Ge was speechless and choked. He couldn't help lamenting that the lonely old man was pitiful and felt sad for himself.

Wang Yan ate quickly, solving the problem three times, five times and two times. Then he went back to the house, took off his coat, and went downstairs to wash up. At this time, Jinbao's mother was already working diligently, cutting up the meat, working hard and conscientiously.

Lingzi came down from upstairs cursing and told Teacher Kong and Teacher Shi that she thought they disturbed her sleep. According to Teacher Ge, Reiko has this experience every morning.

"Oh, I didn't see it, but you are quite strong."

Seeing Wang Yan, who was shirtless and wiping his body with a towel, Lingzi felt more energetic.

"The working people have to rely on their physical strength to beg for food. If they are not strong and have no strength, they will go hungry."

"If you're not hungry, why don't you come to Shanghai to make a living, Boss Wang?"

"I heard there is a Mr. Bao? I also want to be Mr. Wang."

"Then you have to work hard. Mr. Bao can't just do what you say."

Wang Yan asked: "You have a good relationship with Mr. Bao, can you tell me what he does?"

"Of course, you can do whatever you want to make money, do stocks, do foreign trade, and speculate on treasury bills. From A Bao to today's Mr. Bao. But you have to pay attention, not everyone can make money. You You know the Empire State Building in New York, right?”

Seeing Wang Yan nodding with a smile, Lingzi said, "Mr. Bao also told me what he said. He said that it takes an hour to run from downstairs to the top of the building, and it only takes eight points and eight seconds to jump from the top of the building. Do you understand the meaning?" "

“Understand, it’s hard to gather money and climb to the sky, but it’s better to lose it by jumping down.”

"So don't be too ambitious and enter the market without knowing what's going on. You will be the one who jumps down."

"I know, you're quite a nice person."

"I saw that your barbecue was delicious, and I was afraid that if you jumped down, the recipe would be gone with you. How was business yesterday?"

"Fortunately, I sold three hundred skewers."

"I remember I prepared a total of three hundred skewers, right? Oh, congratulations on getting rich, Boss Wang."

"You get rich too."

"Let's make a fortune together. You wash up and I'll have breakfast."

After saying that, Lingzi looked at Wang Yan's figure again and said, "You're in great shape. Let's go."

Wang Yan nodded with a smile and continued to wash...

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