[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-back-to-the-1980s-transmigrated-as-the-bigshot-s":3,"chapter-back-to-the-1980s-transmigrated-as-the-bigshot-s-back-to-the-1980s-transmigrated-as-the-bigshot-s-chapter-35":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Back to the 1980s: Transmigrated as the Bigshot's Pampered Wife",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},802141,1052,"Chapter 35: Business is Booming","back-to-the-1980s-transmigrated-as-the-bigshot-s-chapter-35",35,"\u003Cp>\"Haha...\" Gu Jiaojiao laughed, a wide smile revealing her teeth. She was genuinely happy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’In her past life, she loved watching the stall owners make savory crepes, their movements fluid and effortlessly cool.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Afterward, she’d go home and practice making them herself to de-stress. If she made too many, she’d offer them to her grandfather.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Her grandfather would happily reward her with ten thousand yuan, and so she became an absolute expert at it.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hehe, Sister-in-law, you’re incredible! Your movements are more beautiful than a dance from the arts troupe. I’m stuffed, but I can still manage a small piece.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dong Qihua praised her from the heart, even pulling out a yuan to give to Gu Jiaojiao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thank you for your business. Come again,\" Gu Jiaojiao said with a straight face, taking the money and handing it to Su’s mother.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This made everyone roar with laughter, and each person there tried a piece of the savory crepe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This is absolutely delicious. I’ve never eaten anything like it. Jiaojiao, you could set up your stall right here in the compound, couldn’t you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Uncle Dong, everyone who works in the compound goes home for their meals. I don’t think anyone would buy from us,\" Gu Jiaojiao said, unsure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why wouldn’t they? I’d definitely buy some if I saw you! Besides, there are already restaurants in the compound,\" Dong Qihua immediately countered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then maybe we can try setting up at the entrance to the compound’s textile factory this afternoon,\" Su’s mother said, also sounding unsure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sounds good. The cart is mobile, after all. We can just push it wherever the business is best,\" Gu Jiaojiao decided.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Actually, Uncle Dong wanted to suggest they set up the stall in front of his workplace, but he held his tongue, afraid the Su Family wouldn’t be brave enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Jiaojiao truly had no idea what Uncle Dong was thinking. If she had, she would have certainly told everyone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even in her time, running a food stall meant constantly being chased by city inspectors. When they chased you from one end of the street, the vendors would just sell at the other.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the inspectors moved to the other end, the vendors would just come back. It was an endless, cheerful game of cat and mouse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After lunch and a short rest, Dong Qihua and his father had to leave for work.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since it was Uncle Dong’s first visit, Gu Jiaojiao gave him a box of fine tea as a gift.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thank you, Jiaojiao. Then your uncle won’t stand on ceremony. Uncle Gu, Brother-in-law, Sister, Brother Su, I’m off to work.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Uncle Dong left, completely reassured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dong Qihua kept looking back as he walked away. Seeing him like this, Gu Jiaojiao gave him a few packs of spicy strips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She removed the original packaging from the spicy strips—which came from her dimensional space—and wrapped them in oiled paper for him. \"I made these myself. They’re nothing fancy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dong Qihua was Su Shuochi’s good friend, and also her cousin, but it seemed he hadn’t put two and two together yet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thank you, Sister-in-law! I’ll definitely bring my colleagues to your food stall to buy some snacks.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re more than welcome,\" Gu Jiaojiao said politely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’In her past life, she’d never had to stoop so low just to make ends meet. Her focus had been solely on her studies and medicine.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Now, here she was, with the dirt-poor Su family, and saddled with the equally poor and ailing Gu Family.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’What else could she do but swallow her pride, roll up her sleeves, and earn money to support them all?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She then patiently coaxed Old Sir Gu and the rest of the Gu Family to go upstairs and rest. They really did need it, so they agreed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While the Gu Family washed up, Gu Jiaojiao took a lightweight quilt and a bamboo cooling mat from her dimensional space and made the beds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Second Brother Gu, however, didn’t want to rest. \"Jiaojiao, I want to come with you to the stall.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Jiaojiao saw that he seemed to be in good spirits and agreed. An extra pair of hands could only help.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mr. Su and Second Brother Gu walked ahead, pushing the food cart. Mr. Su was actually a little nervous, but seeing Second Brother Gu’s enthusiasm...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...his own timidity shrank into a corner of his heart. He held his head high and walked with long, confident strides. Su’s mother followed closely behind, carrying baskets of bowls and chopsticks on a shoulder pole.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Jiaojiao pushed Su Shuochi at the very back. She asked uncertainly, \"Su Shuochi, are you sure you want to go?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Of course. Weren’t you the one who said this is a legitimate small business? That we’re not stealing or robbing anyone?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Su Shuochi knew his mother was an excellent cook, but this was her first time ever running a street stall.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’His wife had to be there to steer the ship and give his parents confidence.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’And if his wife had to go, then he definitely had to go too. He had been wallowing in self-pity for long enough since his injury.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’He could no longer serve his country, but couldn’t he at least do what little he could for his family?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing he was truly determined, Gu Jiaojiao started pushing his wheelchair. Running a stall in this era inevitably meant facing a few scornful looks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’But the Su family was eating and drinking well every day; they needed a legitimate, public source for that income.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Buoyed by Gu Jiaojiao’s encouragement, the group arrived at the entrance to the textile factory, brimming with confidence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mr. Su skillfully set up the stall, and Gu Jiaojiao began methodically assigning tasks to everyone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For their trial run, they decided to sell liangpi. Not only were the cold skin noodles inexpensive, but they were also simple to prepare. Most importantly, they had a wonderfully fresh, smooth texture.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were incredibly refreshing to eat. A bowl of liangpi on a summer day was simply invigorating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the winter, you could have stir-fried liangpi and still enjoy that delicious flavor. That was why Gu Jiaojiao had chosen it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’In her time, the price of liangpi varied by city, but even the cheapest bowl cost six yuan, with more expensive ones going for over ten.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Jiaojiao set the price at thirty cents a bowl. The Su Family had no objections. Second Brother Gu thought it was a bit expensive, but he didn’t voice any opposition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had just gotten everything ready when someone called out curiously from behind the factory’s iron gate, \"What are you all doing?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We’re selling liangpi! They’re delicious! Thirty cents a bowl. Would you like to try one, sir?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A manager from the factory walked out of the gate and up to the stall. \"Let me try a bowl.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su’s mother took several pristine, jade-white sheets of noodles from a basket, all washed clean, and placed them in a large bowl.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She then added the prepared toppings: cilantro, peanuts, shredded kelp, diced pickled mustard root, chopped scallions, vinegar, soy sauce, and sesame oil, tossing everything together vigorously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do you want it spicy?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The spicier, the better.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su’s mother skillfully ladled on a spoonful of fiery red chili oil, then used bamboo chopsticks to toss the noodles vigorously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And just like that, a bowl of incredibly fragrant liangpi, a feast for the eyes, nose, and palate, was ready. Su’s mother’s movements had been clean and efficient from start to finish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this era, true delicacies were rare. Most people were just focused on getting enough food to fill their bellies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They hadn’t yet started to pursue gourmet flavors, which made the fragrant aroma wafting from the liangpi all the more enticing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man cheerfully paid his thirty cents and used his chopsticks to lift a few strands of the cold noodles from the bowl.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He twirled his chopsticks a few times, winding the noodles around them like a fishing line on a reel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He slurped them down in one mouthful, repeated the process a few times, and the large bowl of liangpi was empty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even after he finished, he lingered, savoring the aftertaste. It was so delicious. ’So refreshing, my spirits are soaring.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Su family was generous with their portions; the bowl was quite large, and he was genuinely full.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m going back inside to spread the word. I’ll tell them to come try it after their shift.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thank you, sir,\" Gu Jiaojiao said graciously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the time the workday ended, the liangpi stall was swarmed with people. Some of them normally went home to cook their own dinner...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...but the pervasive, fragrant aroma of the liangpi made them want a bowl. Besides, their manager had already sung its praises.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The stall was surrounded by a crowd, and those who were already eating couldn’t help but exclaim, \"This liangpi is packed with flavor! 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