Mu Feng’s current income was equivalent to that of a skilled worker. In the hometowns of Mu Feng and Zhuo Xiaomei, this was a huge sum that a large family might not be able to earn in a year.
If it were someone else, they would have been satisfied with their current life long ago, but Mu Feng was not like that.
After his initial complacency, he quickly realized the limitations of this job.
First of all, being a porter was a physical job.
Mu Feng was in the growth period now. Heavy physical labor would cause an irreversible burden on his body. Now he could earn one or two thousand yuan a month, but he might not be able to earn so much in the future.
Secondly, he was not content with an income of one or two thousand yuan.
At that time, the housing price in Shenzhen had officially exceeded 7,000 yuan per square meter. He and his wife had to save for a year without eating or drinking if they wanted to buy a small house of 20 square meters in Shenzhen.
Mu Feng wanted to have a home in Shenzhen, a place where he and Zhou Xiaomei could settle down completely. So, this income was obviously not enough.
After determining his goal, Mu Feng responded quickly.
Being a porter was an inconspicuous job, so many people overlooked the particularity of this job. During the year when he was a porter, Mu Feng kept wandering around various wholesale markets.
From the words of merchants who bought goods from outside and the owners of wholesale markets, and from his daily observations of the shipment volume of different goods and the purchase frequency of different merchants, he found out the goods that were really popular in the market and where the price of goods was the most fair.
So, after saving the first sum of money by being a porter, Mu Feng officially completed the transformation from a porter to a middleman.
Like Mu Feng, Zhuo Xiaomei also underwent major changes.
The positivity and hard work of people around you are the most easily infected by those around you.
When she first came to Shenzhen, after going through the initial confusion and hardship, Zhuo Xiaomei was already very satisfied with her current life.
The salary of dishwashers in Shenzhen was not high. Washing thousands of dishes a day, the monthly salary was only two or three hundred yuan. But for Zhuo Xiaomei, whose hometown’s economic level was still in the 1960s and 1970s, this was a huge sum of money that she had never come into contact with in her life.
Every day at three o’clock in the morning, Mu Feng would get up to prepare for work.
There was no distinction between day and night for the porter. For the purchasers who wanted to grab the goods they wanted as soon as possible, they should wait outside the gate of the wholesale market at three or four o’clock in the morning. Those porters who were willing to endure hardships would gather outside the wholesale market at that time to attract their first batch of customers.
Therefore, Zhuo Xiaomei would get up at 2:30 every day and prepare breakfast for her young husband.
After sending her husband away, she only had one or two hours of sleep.
Then, she would rush to the vegetable market to buy the freshest and cheapest vegetables before going to work. She would endure the pain and spend a ‘huge amount of money’ to cut a small piece of pork for her husband.
Porter’s work was hard beyond imagination. Zhuo Xiaomei’s task was to take care of the rear as much as possible and not to add any worries to her husband in terms of food, clothing, and housing. For Zhuo Xiaomei, preparing any kind of meal every day was also a kind of happiness.
But Mu Feng’s ambition for life obviously infected Zhuo Xiaomei.
In front of his wife, Mu Feng never concealed his goals.
He often talked with his wife in a room of less than ten square meters, which was equipped with a small bed and a small dining table. He not only did it according to his goals but also brainwashed his wife constantly.
The biggest change was that there were many more books in the house that Mu Feng bought from small vendors. Among them, the thick Xinhua Dictionary was almost torn apart by the couple.
They had a low level of education, so if they wanted to change their current life, they had to work a hundred times harder than others.
Perhaps because she heard more and saw a wider world, Zhuo Xiaomei also began to change in her daily life.
She was an inconspicuous dishwasher, but such an inconspicuous role was the role closest to the kitchen beside the chef.
At first, Zhuo Xiaomei only secretly learned the cooking skills of the chef in order to cook more delicious meals for her husband. Later, she became a purposeful person who secretly learned the cooking skills of the chef.
For more than a year, Zhuo Xiaomei worked in Sichuan restaurants and braised food restaurants. Perhaps she really had a talent beyond ordinary people in cooking. Soon, she changed from a country girl who could only boil or stir-fry to a chef who could easily cook a table of delicious food.
Half a year after Mu Feng became a middleman, Zhuo Xiaomei set up a small stall next to the middle school and started selling boxed lunches.
God will not let down any child who works hard. In the third year of coming to Shenzhen, the couple’s savings officially exceeded five figures and showed a burst of growth.
Three years ago, they were still poor people who were cheated of all their savings, hiding in the park with thin bedding, hugging each other for warmth, relying on toilet water to quench their thirst every day, and eating steamed buns and preserved fruits that were cracked.
Three years later, they really had the determination to take root in the big city.
It was also in this year that 19-year-old Mu Feng and 17-year-old Zhuo Xiaomei welcomed a surprise— a child.
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