Qin Feng is a terrible graduate, in this era of undergraduates, what opportunities and abilities can he have as a junior college student.

Qin Feng comes from ZJ, a hometown of longevity with beautiful scenery and fresh air, that is, the countryside as the saying goes! He has been coming to NB for three years, and his three-year college career has passed in a flash, he doesn't know what he has learned, and he doesn't know if he has gotten anything, he only knows how to work and work again.

Although the metropolis of NB is not as good as the magic capital, it is not such an easy place to survive.

Life in the city is very beautiful, the lights are bright, everything attracts Qin Feng to explore, but under the blows of reality, he finally understands that he is not as calm as he imagined. He was a little gloomy and hysterical, and he had complained privately about the ups and downs of fate and unfairness, and he had painted himself again and again to disguise himself to cover up his somewhat humble self-esteem. It is only when he cooks that he seems to be able to find his own share of value, and he can use it in the dishes at will, and no one will bother him. If you do it badly, you will fall it down and start over again, as if it is reincarnated one after another......

On this day, Qin Feng finally decided to give up his unattainable ideals and choose to return to that piece of soul homeland that belonged to him.

The bullet trains at the high-speed rail station of NB come and go, some of them look anxious with small suitcases, and some of them carry leisure bags and sunglasses and headphones and leisurely cross Erlang's legs...... The waiting hall of the high-speed rail station broadcasts the news of the train ticket checking: "Passengers, please pay attention, the bullet train G7654 is about to start ticket checking......"

In the crowd, he pulled a suitcase, carried a travel bag on his back, and the earphones came from the earphones, "What made me cry, not only last night's wine, but also what made me reluctant, not only your gentleness, how long will the rest of the road be......" couldn't help but make the corners of his eyes moist.

Looking back on the passion I felt when I came to NB and my determination to survive in NB, my idea of being a "big city" person did not come true. The metropolis of people does not remember him, and it is not worth stopping for such a small person, and perhaps only at the station will there be a moment waiting for him. The neon lights of the city are still on, the cars on the road are still running, and the honking horns are endless.

He took off his headphones, listened to the radio in the waiting hall, looked at the ticket in his hand, looked up at the scrolling subtitles on the display, pulled his shirt with some folds, and pulled his suitcase into the line.

The moment the ticket was inserted into the ticket gate, his back looked less straight. The song looping through the headphones was a little bleak, and he could only hear it.

The train came into the station, and he turned to look in one direction, which was where he had struggled for several years, and perhaps never had a chance to go back. The noisy platform seemed a little quiet all of a sudden, "Hey, that passenger, hurry up and get on the train, the door is about to close!" Qin Feng nodded apologetically to the staff, lifted the suitcase at his feet and got on the train.

Qin Feng's luck was good, he bought a place by the window, after putting away the luggage backpack, he leaned on the seat, took out his mobile phone and turned up the sound of the headphones a little louder, looked at the backward city outside the window, sighed and closed his eyes.

The speed of the high-speed train was fast, and the sound of the train arriving at the station pulled his thoughts back. The pace of the city is fast, just like this train, everything seems so rushed. He longed for the fast-paced life in the city, but at this moment he was not as painful as he imagined.

Returning to this strange and familiar city, Qin Feng suddenly relaxed a lot, and he didn't know why he suddenly wanted to open a small restaurant here, although this idea was planned to start after the age of fifty, but at this moment, he might be able to try it.

When he got home, he spent the afternoon cleaning the entire shop and the rooms in the back, and bought two packs of instant noodles at the commissary for dinner.

The flow of people in the town is not particularly large, Qin Feng, who finished eating, walked on this familiar and unfamiliar street, and suddenly found that his hometown had changed a lot, with European-style buildings on both sides of the street, and cafes and tea restaurants everywhere. It turns out that it is not itself changing, but this society is also silently changing.

Qin Feng, who was blowing in the evening breeze, felt the coolness again and again, tightened the shirt on his body, and accelerated his steps back home with his hands folded. Looking at the small shop left at home, I suddenly felt as if it was not so cold.

Qin Feng, who was lying on the bed, listened to the song, his thoughts were a little confused, he counted the savings in his card, checked the documents to open a restaurant, and played in his ears "Even if fate is upside down, even if fate is twists and turns, don't cry and ......be sad" over and over again.

As soon as the next day was slightly bright, Qin Feng got up, picked up his mobile phone, clicked a song casually, and went to the bathroom to brush his teeth and wash his face. There is still a pack of instant noodles left from the one I bought yesterday, so I put it in the pot and cooked it for a while.

After packing up his documents, Qin Feng went to the relevant departments to complete all the formalities, rode an old-fashioned bicycle to the old furniture market, bought four dining tables and eight stools, and gave the boss an extra fifty yuan for him to send to the store. I went to buy some kitchen utensils, dishes, chopsticks and miscellaneous things, and I was busy until five o'clock in the afternoon.

After tidying up the restaurant, he locked the door and rode his bicycle to the vegetable market, the dishes ordered in the evening were cheaper, and Qin Feng bought a few more dishes and returned to the restaurant. Looking at the small shop that formed his own, Qin Feng's mood was also much better. Humming a song and carrying the dishes, I was going to make two appetizers to treat myself, thinking that there was no alcohol in the store, so I went to the wholesale store next door to pull two cases of beer and bought some glasses to come back. Fried a sauce screw, a sweet and sour pork ribs, grabbed a plate of peanuts and sat on the table in the store and ate it.

"Is the boss there?" a slightly young boy walked in, looking a little tired.

"Well, I am, is there something wrong with you?" Qin Feng looked up and replied.

"You're the boss, do you have anything to eat?" The boy seemed to be a little surprised by Qin Feng's age, but he had no intention of going out.

"I haven't started business yet, I just sorted it out today, but if you don't dislike it, you can sit down and eat a little together, you're the first person to come to the door!" Qin Feng replied with a kind smile.

"Isn't that okay?" the boy looked a little embarrassed, but he didn't refuse to think about his own affairs and want to talk to someone.

"It's okay, the two of us are about the same age, let's make friends! You sit down for a while, I'll bring you dishes and chopsticks, and then fry two dishes" Qin Feng got up and walked to the kitchen to get a pair of dishes and chopsticks for him, and went back to the kitchen to fry two dishes.