Yun Jinxue was very serious and even made a few gestures on He Tingchuan.

The young couple's playful banter sparked a connection. After glancing at their sleeping daughter, they locked Doubao in the room and went to the living room, where they drew the curtains and engaged in a restrained yet intense sparring session.

Afraid of waking Xiao Niangao, Yun Jin tried her best to hold back from making a sound.

Unable to resist, she bit He Tingchuan, biting him even harder.

Yun Jin: "......"

What kind of twisted cuteness is this?

The next day, everything else was the same. Yun Jin rode her bicycle out with Xiao Niangao and Doubao. Doubao followed the bicycle for a few minutes and then stopped in the village where the family compound was located.

There was an open space at the entrance. Yun Jin found the village chief, gave him two packs of cigarettes, and inquired about the open space. She learned that it was collective land of the village, and Yun Jin planned to rent it to use for late-night snacks.

The village chief was initially reluctant to rent out the land, but Yun Jin persuaded him, "It's just sitting empty anyway. If I use your land, I'll prioritize buying vegetables from your village whenever I need them in the future."

"If you can't finish eating the vegetables you grow in the summer, you can sell them to me. You'll make money, and it will be more convenient for me to buy vegetables."

"Besides, with these few yuan a month in rent, you won't have to pay for anything in your village." Yun Jin, well-versed in unspoken rules, said behind people's backs, "If the village chief agrees, I'll give him an additional five yuan a month for garbage disposal. What do you think?"

What garbage disposal fee? It's just bribery.

The village chief wasn't stupid. When he heard that he could still make five yuan, although it wasn't much, it wasn't a small amount either.

Every little bit counts.

After all, that vacant lot is just sitting there empty. If it were rented out, it could fetch six yuan a month, which would amount to 72 yuan a year. The village could use it if needed, but if not, it might end up in his pocket.

No matter how you look at it, the village chief is making a profit. He pretended to think for three seconds and nodded.

And so, Yun Jin spent eleven yuan to rent an open space at the intersection to set up a barbecue stall. For the next few years, this location was the most popular barbecue stall.