Reborn in the 70s / Reborn in 1978

However, making breakfast is the catering industry with the smallest investment and the lowest cost, and it depends on people's own suffering.

No matter what era it is, if you don’t have much capital, it’s a good choice to start a breakfast business. The store doesn’t need to be too big, or it’s just a cart or a shed. If you sell until after nine o'clock, you can almost support your family, or save some money.

It's just suffering, living is a problem, what is suffering?right?

Now there are more and more types of breakfast, all kinds of noodles, cakes, dumplings, dumplings, porridge, pickles, tofu, tea eggs, hot and sour noodles, etc., there is always something you can get your hands on .

It is no problem to cook some bone broth to make broth, order all the seasonings, be diligent in hands and feet, improve the sanitary conditions, choose a good location, and earn a little money.Maybe I can also sell some drinks and cigarettes, which is also an income.

But you must be cautious before doing it. After all, it is an investment and it costs money.

You need to observe more, try more, and compare the locations repeatedly. The south is better, and the winter climate in the north must be considered.

There is also the environment, the smell is not good, there is too much dust, the big trees, the ponds, these are not good.

Remember, don't make your breakfast salty, it's better to eat a little lighter than normal, otherwise you will be empty for a few days.

No matter what age, there is no such thing as something for nothing. If you want to earn a lot of money, save a small amount first. Life is realistic, and fantasy will only lead to starvation.

Be down-to-earth, only when you have the foundation can you fly, show a smile, share the happiness, and run towards success.

Chapter 197 I Volunteer to Join the Chinese Communist Youth League (2) (Revised)

After the meal, the dishes on the table were empty, and Zhang Xingming felt a little full. The key was that it was the first time he had eaten the delicacies in his memory since he came back.

He rubbed his stomach and stood up, and said to the waiter: "Is there any hot water for everyone? It's okay to count the money and digest food."

At that time, the state-run restaurants did not have this kind of service, but today the waiter seemed a little curious that Zhang Xingming was able to spend so much money to treat guests at such a young age, so he didn't say anything. She looked at him with interest.

The boy in the third grade of junior high school took a thermos pot and poured water for Teacher Fu first, then came to pour water for Zhang Xingming, and said, "Thank you, buddy, I let you spend money." Zhang Xingming smiled at him and said, "You are welcome, everyone is a classmate. "

This buddy from the third year of junior high school is called Chen Zisheng, and he is the chairman of the school's student union.In fact, the junior high school student union has a name and no activities, no money and no power.

Teacher Fu took a few sips of hot water and said, "Okay, let's go after eating, there is still a long way to go."

Everyone got up and followed Mr. Fu out of the hotel. A group of students who seldom went out chatted chatteringly as they walked along the road to Dongming. These days, ordinary people don't have the concept of taking a car when they go out, they basically rely on walking.

At nearly 08:30, we arrived at the destination, the Teacher Training Center of Bengang Education Department, which has now been demolished.

A large courtyard, two small two-story buildings, one for classrooms, one for dormitories, and a boiler room next to it. These days, boiler rooms are standard equipment no matter where they are, and they are indispensable.Behind the boiler room is the toilet, which is basically dry toilet in this era.

Teacher Fu went to shout a few times, and someone came out to receive them, very politely, shook hands with Teacher Fu, and led everyone to the dormitory building to allocate dormitories for everyone. The meeting will last for three days and they will live here.

At that time, there were no bunk beds, just solid wooden beds, sleeping three to four people in a room, and the beds were placed along the wall, leaving a little space in the middle for people to walk around.

After the dormitory was assigned, everyone put down their things and was led to the meeting place in the front building. There was a very large classroom, and there were already some people sitting in it.

At nine o'clock, the meeting started. Zhang Xingming didn't listen to this speech and that speech, and just sat in the back thinking about things.

Fengtian should go there recently, the second sister and the others are coming back, and the car company should also explain the matter and make plans.

The two communities in Yongfeng on the Benxi side have been renovated and greened, and it's time to move.

The second brother and the others never made a phone call when they went to Bayu, so they should also contact to ask about the situation.The Bashu side also has to explain. After thinking about it, there are many things.

While he was thinking with his head down, someone beside him touched him lightly, and when he turned his head, it was Zhou Tianying, looking at him with a blushing face.

In an instant, memories of the previous life flooded into my mind. This little girl seemed to like talking to him very much. I remember living here for the past few days. Every morning, I went to his room to help him make the quilt and buy breakfast. During the Spring Festival in 86, I specially Tell yourself to go to his house to play.

"What are you thinking?" Zhou Tianying asked in a low voice.

"It's nothing, I just find it boring." Zhang Xingming looked at the teacher in front of him and replied in a low voice.

"Will you go out to play after a while?"

"Are you going out? Where are you going?"

"Just go shopping. I haven't been to the city for a long time. Are you going? Let's go together."

"Okay, call me when it's over."

Teacher Fu reached out and tapped lightly on the table, the two of them shut their mouths.

Looking at the serious middle-aged man he didn't know who was talking freely on the shabby rostrum, Zhang Xingming lost his mind after a while. Zhou Tianying seemed to have met his partner a long time ago, and the current partner seemed to be the third class. Come on, a fat man, a bastard who is not a bastard.

There are many bastards in school who are not considered bastards. Even if he doesn’t go out to hang out outside the school, he doesn’t have much contact with the bastards in the society. He also studies, but he will form a small group with several people. He always bullies his classmates. Word of mouth is not very good.

I remember in my last life, because of Zhou Tianying, I was scolded by Ren. My classmate Deng Debao in elementary school is now in Class [-], and he is also a member of their bastards. He even kicked me for this matter. My brother had several fights with Deng Debao.

Thinking of this, Zhang Xingming thought of the school sports meeting, and this incident happened at the school sports meeting next year.Sports meeting, I'm not a little bit stronger in this life, do I want to take part in it to show off?This is a great resentment in my heart in my previous life.

In Zhang Xingming's memory, he participated in a total of three sports meets in his last life. One was in primary school, 100 meters, and six people ran third, but they didn't make it to the finals. It's been half a day since the finish line, and I'm only halfway running. At that time, I felt that everyone was flying over, but I was crawling.

The third time was after entering the factory to work, and was apportioned by the organization. Wearing iron shoes for a [-]-meter run, ten people ran fourth.

Blushing, it seems that my motor cells have not been serious all the time, no, in this life, I must pay for my shame.Excited just as he was thinking about it, he was hit on the head suddenly. Teacher Fu grabbed his arm and said, "Why are you so stupid? Come on stage."

Zhang Xingming stood up with a dazed expression, walked around the table and walked towards the podium. There were already a dozen people standing on the podium, and he was the last one to come up.

Standing on the stage and presiding over this meeting was a male teacher in his twenties wearing glasses. Seeing Zhang Xingming walking slowly onto the stage, he seemed a little unhappy. Zhang Xingming, a first-year student, is also the youngest student in this group. Now, the swearing-in ceremony begins, please students on the stage face the red flag and read with me."

All the students on the stage turned around, and Zhang Xingming didn't have to turn around, and went up to stand upright. Everyone raised their right hands and clenched into fists. The teacher read aloud: "I volunteer to join the Chinese Communist Youth League."

The students on the stage read together: "I volunteer to join the Chinese Communist Youth League."

"Resolutely support the leadership of the Communist Party of China." "Resolutely support the leadership of the Communist Party of China."

"Abiding by the constitution of the regiment and implementing the resolutions of the regiment." "Abiding by the constitution of the regiment and implementing the resolutions of the regiment."

"Fulfill the obligations of the members and strictly observe the discipline of the regiment." "Fulfill the obligations of the members and strictly abide by the discipline of the regiment."

"Study hard and work hard." "Study hard and work hard."

"Endure hardship first, enjoy last." "Endure hardship first, enjoy later."

"Strive for the cause of communism." "Strive for the cause of communism."

"At the end of the ceremony, students put down their right hands and turn backwards. Next, Secretary Zhen of the Youth League Committee of the Education Department will wear the regiment badge for the new students who joined the league this year."

A middle-aged woman wearing glasses came up to the stage with a smile, and the male teacher with glasses walked over holding a tray with a group sign. Secretary Zhen didn't look at him, and took a group sign from the tray to the station Students wear the first to their chests, then the second, and the third.

Zhang Xingming was the last one to come on stage and stood at the end. Secretary Zhen put on the tuanzheng for him and even touched his head. Zhang Xingming's face was about to twitch, but who made him the youngest, younger than his classmates Two years old, here are all second and third graders, comparing him like a nursing child.

At that time, the children were all in the first grade at the age of eight, and Zhang Xingming was in the first grade at the age of six.

Secretary Zhen put on the tuanzheng for everyone, and said a few words of encouragement. Amidst the intense applause from the audience, Zhang Xingming and the others stepped off the stage and sat back to their original seats.At this time in the previous life, Zhang Xingming kept stroking Tuanzheng with his hands excitedly, and Zhou Tianying laughed and asked him, "You are afraid that it will fall into dust, keep touching it."

He still feels honored in this life, but he is not excited at all, let alone excited.