"My husband and I were originally working in another city. Then a kind-hearted girl contacted us and asked us to come back home. Shortly after we returned, she recommended this food stall job to us, saying that as long as we join their company, we could sell snacks here and make money without having to work far away!"

Wow? 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

Is there really such a thing?

"At first, the two of us were afraid of being scammed, but then that girl said..."

The woman nodded towards Cheng Xiuli who was not far away, "She said we shouldn’t rush to invest, just come and try setting up a stall first. We didn’t have to spend a single cent these days; she calculated our wages on a daily basis for us. In one night, the two of us could earn five hundred!"

"As long as we’re willing, we can keep earning on a daily basis here. When we feel that this business can work, we can join their company!"

Initially, Qian Zhijie thought this might not be a food safety case, but a fraud case.

But after hearing this, he felt, not only was this not a fraud case, it was like Jigong himself had come to life!

Is there really such a kind person in this world?

If you think doing business is risky, you can choose not to do it and work directly as an employee instead.

For two people to earn five hundred yuan, working for less than eight hours, that’s an outrageous daily wage in Dongyang; it adds up to fifteen thousand a month!

Even if you go out to work elsewhere, the most you could earn is about the same amount, right?

However, Qian Zhijie knew that this couple would eventually choose to join, for a very simple reason: this rabbit head business was really good; there’s no need to worry that no one would buy it. He witnessed it first-hand yesterday, experiencing what it means to set up a stall and sell out immediately.

"If this business really works out, my husband and I will never have to work away from home again." The woman turned to look at Yingzi as she spoke, "I can always be here to look after our daughter!"

For some reason, Qian Zhijie felt a sudden pang of sadness in his heart.

He was a left-behind child when he was young. This city is too small, so small that even locals find it very difficult to make a living here. Most middle-aged people have to leave their homeland and work elsewhere for a living.

Who wouldn’t miss their home?

When people find an opportunity to work at home, it’s like grabbing a life-saving straw. If this small business can indeed hold its ground, it would be a great blessing for this family!

"Here are the twenty rabbit heads you ordered!"

The clear soup, rabbit heads, and red oil were all semi-finished products prepped by Bao Shuai and delivered to the couple’s hands on the same day. After they arrived at Night Market Street, all they needed to do was to put the braised rabbit heads into the pot after someone placed an order. They just had to simmer them in high heat with the clear soup and red oil into a thick sauce.

It was a very simple process.

Qian Zhijie took the packaged rabbit heads. Zhang Xiaobin exclaimed loudly, "Master, I see others buying a dozen or twenty at a time. This thing looks spicy. Can we really eat that much?"

He added at the end, "You can’t eat though."

Qian Zhijie gave him a white-eyed glance, "You’ll know once you try."

With the rabbit heads in hand, Zhao Wenping also bought three servings of spicy tofu pudding from another side. The three of them found an empty table on the street, sat down with their snacks, and Qian Zhijie brought over three servings of Fuding meat slices he just purchased.

"This is a new snack from that boss, some kind of meat slices, try it."

Qian Zhijie looked a bit enviously at his colleagues’ two snacks: one spicy and one sour-spicy.

Just looking at them was mouthwatering: the spicy one sitting in red oil, sizzling, and the sour-spicy one mixed with yellow chilies, releasing a unique acidity not quite like vinegar and adding a distinct flavor when combined with the spice.

Looking again at his own.

Clear liquid soup with a few meat slices floating in it, the broth so transparent you could see straight to the bowl’s bottom. The meat slices were slightly pale, plump, and tender.

Oh well!

"Alright, let’s eat. Anyway, I’m treating today, you two just enjoy."

Qian Zhijie picked up his small bowl somewhat wistfully and used a spoon to scoop a piece of meat into his mouth.

"Hey?"

It was soft, tender, and slippery on the first bite. He found his teeth sliding when he tried to chew. He finally crushed it by pressing it against the roof of his mouth with his tongue.

The ultimate chewy texture immediately came through. The meat wasn’t particularly flavorful, and it was clear that the slices were mixed with other ingredients.

But it’s precisely because of that, they had such an enjoyable bounce. And surprisingly, the sweetness from the added sugar turned out to be oddly tasty!

These meat slices are quite something!

Qian Zhijie had a slice and promptly ate another. Watching him, Zhang Xiaobin was entranced, wondering if his master might be binge eating today as revenge since he had surgery tomorrow.

He’s heard that after such an operation, you can’t eat properly for quite a while.

Whatever, then.

Zhang Xiaobin opened a bottle of beer and poured it into three plastic cups, "Come, Brother Ping, Master, let’s toast first!"

Zhao Wenping picked up his cup and clinked it.

Qian Zhijie, meanwhile, was holding his small bowl, chewing on the meat slice, sipping soup, "You guys drink first while I munch a bit."

The other two were a bit speechless. Old Qian had quite a lot to eat at lunch in the cafeteria, how was he hungry again so quickly?

They didn’t pay it much mind.

Under the nearly forty-degree heat, chugging down a cup of cold beer, both felt instantly refreshed and exhaled deeply at the same time.

"Come, let’s eat! Eat while you drink."