Liu Yihang was also very grateful to his uncle, who had helped him more than once when he was down on his luck in his previous life.
When his father was pushed down by Liu San and broke his leg, his eldest uncle still insisted on giving him several hundred yuan for emergency use.
His life was clearly difficult; he was the only one earning money to support his entire family.
My maternal grandparents only had two children, my eldest uncle and his mother. All the heavy burden of the family fell on my eldest uncle's shoulders, which was really tough for him.
So, on the day he decided to leave, Liu Yihang went to find Uncle Lin.
"Uncle, my parents are planning to come to Tianzhou City with me this time. They came to see you to ask if you are interested in doing business."
My stall is ready-made; I can leave it to you directly. I'll also teach you the recipe for fried rice; how well you make it is up to you.
"Even if you only sell one item for one yuan, if you work hard, you can earn a decent amount every day, which is better than doing manual labor," Liu Yihang said bluntly.
Lin Dazhi never expected that his nephew would be willing to pass on his livelihood skills to him.
"I, I'm definitely willing, but you... I..." Uncle Lin was so excited that he couldn't speak coherently and didn't know what to say.
He was clever; he could roughly calculate the profit from selling fried rice with eggs, and that's why he was so touched that his sister's family thought of him.
They were even willing to share their secrets to making fried rice with eggs with me.
“Uncle, I’m glad you’re willing, but you have to come with me to learn today. There are only a few days left before my school starts, and we have to go back to the village after we finish here, so time is tight.”
Uncle Lin and Lin Guihua share the same personality; Uncle Lin is a decisive and efficient person.
Once he made up his mind, he immediately asked the foreman for leave.
In the small courtyard of the rented house, Liu Yihang first had Uncle Lin copy the recipe given by the system, so that he could silently memorize it.
Then, right in front of him, I started frying the egg fried rice that I was going to sell for lunch today.
They plan to close their business here once they sell out of the fried rice for lunch today.
So Uncle Lin doesn't have much time left.
Although Liu Yihang was willing to teach him and impart all his knowledge of the formula, he couldn't wait for him to learn it slowly, like he had taught Liu Xiangdong.
How much he can learn depends on himself.
One dish after another, Uncle Lin gradually got the hang of it.
Then I took a pot and started stir-frying on the other burner.
People who are used to heavy work have strong hands and can flip the wok without any problem.
At first, he followed Liu Yihang's steps closely, but gradually he also developed his own ideas.
Each one they made was better than the last.
By the time Liu Yihang had cooked a hundred servings of fried rice, Uncle Lin had practiced nearly thirty or forty times.
I've become much more proficient at the whole process. As long as I keep practicing and develop muscle memory, I'll get better and better.
The three of them tried his fried rice. Although it was still a bit far from Liu Yihang's fried rice, it was much better than when Liu Xiangdong made it for the first time.
His fried rice can easily sell for one to one and a half dollars a serving.
If you sell a hundred servings a day, you can earn tens of yuan, which adds up to about two thousand yuan a month, enough to make a living.
Liu Yihang even gave him advice: he could teach his older cousin and the others how to set up two stalls so they could earn more money.
Uncle Lin had three children. The two eldest were already adults, while his eldest cousin worked in a factory. Because they were poor, they couldn't afford the bride price and were still unmarried.
My cousin has been married for two years, and I heard she's not having a very good time with her husband's family.
I also have a younger cousin who will be starting high school soon.
Uncle Lin only gritted his teeth and supported his youngest son's education because of Liu Yihang.
However, his grades were indeed disappointing; after the high school entrance exam, his score was just enough to get into an ordinary high school.
However, as long as he is willing to study, he is willing to support him.
Uncle Lin thought that made sense.
Working in a factory earns only a few hundred yuan a month, so it's better to do this, even if it's hard work and involves traveling to more places, as long as I can make money.
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Today is the last time they will set up a stall here.
Liu Yihang specially asked Lin Guihua to buy pork bones and simmered a large pot of kelp and pork bone soup, making it thick, rich, and fragrant.
The bone broth is still free today, as a way of thanking our customers for their support over the past few days.
Then they introduced Uncle Lin to everyone, and he would take over from then on.
"The young man is quite straightforward in his dealings."
"This bone broth is quite good."
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Uncle Lin observed the whole family working together and planned to bring his wife along to help, as one person probably couldn't manage it all.
Liu Yihang made fried rice on the spot, and he continued to observe, so he must have learned about 40% to 50% of it.
All that's left is a lot of practice.
After packing up, Liu Yihang and his group prepared to check out, pack their things, and return to the village.
I had already said goodbye to Fangda at lunchtime.
Fang Da was reluctant to part with them, but he also knew that all good things must come to an end.
We'll meet again someday, though the future may be far away.
Uncle Lin was preparing to start a business and needed to rent a place, so he simply renewed the lease on their small single room.
"Big sister, you taught me all the tools and recipes. I will remember your kindness for the rest of my life."
"Here's five hundred yuan. That's all I can come up with right now. I hope you don't mind." After saying that, Uncle Lin stuffed the money into Lin Guihua's hand.
"Brother, what are you doing? These tools of ours didn't cost much money; they're all secondhand goods that Hanghang found."
"You've always genuinely helped us. We're family, so let's not stand on ceremony. You and your sister-in-law should work hard and try to find a wife for my nephew as soon as possible." Lin Guihua pushed the money back.
Liu Yihang also said, "Uncle, take it back. You gave me two hundred yuan before, which is enough to buy these tools."
Finally, after much back and forth, with neither side willing to give in, Liu Xiangdong took the initiative and accepted two hundred yuan, which finally made Uncle Lin stop.
He didn't want to take advantage of his sister.
He felt better after receiving the money.
Liu Yihang didn't give the barbecue recipe to Uncle Lin, partly because he didn't want to bite off more than he could chew; his family was already doing well just to keep their fried rice stall afloat.
On the other hand, he doesn't want to reveal this barbecue recipe yet; it's his winning formula.
Liu Yihang secretly put his family's barbecue equipment into his miniature space.
He lied to his parents, claiming that he had sent the tools to Tianzhou City.
The family, carrying only simple luggage, embarked on their journey back to the village.
My luggage consisted of just a few tattered clothes and old pots, pans, and other household items.
Lin Guihua couldn't bear to throw it away.
Although they now have 30,000 yuan in savings, they still can't shake their habit of being frugal.
Liu Xiangdong couldn't bear to throw away a toothbrush with its bristles all over its head, leaving Liu Yihang both amused and exasperated.
Liu Yihang originally wanted to take them to the city to buy some new clothes and daily necessities.
But the thought of a fierce battle upon returning to the village made him abandon his plan to buy things.
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