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I thought a big bucket of sour plum soup would take a whole morning to sell, but it was sold out in just over half an hour.

Zhuzi looked at the four hundred coins in the purse and swallowed hard.

Only half of the cold noodles that Uncle Lin brought were sold.

But he has already earned 500 coins!

"Why did you only bring so little sour plum soup? What can you sell with it?" Uncle Lin muttered.

Zhuzi's mouth was dry, "But... I already sold 400 coins this morning, and I made that much money!"

Uncle Lin looked disdainful, "What's that? It's only 400 coins. I have to make at least coins in the morning. I have to sell them in the afternoon, so I can make more than one tael a day."

Zhuzi felt his scalp tingling. Is money no longer money? Is money so easy to make?

Earn a few ounces of silver easily?

If you really calculate it this way, it would be 30 taels a month!

Wow! It's so scary!

Grandpa Lin: "You are so young and strong, you should be more diligent, get up earlier in the morning, and cook two more buckets to sell. I get up before dawn every day to knead the dough, cook the noodles, and prepare the side dishes."

Zhuzi opened his mouth wide.

He stared at the remaining noodles on Grandpa Lin’s stall and said, “That’s right. There are so many noodles and he didn’t know how much dough he would need to knead to make them.”

Kneading noodles is already strenuous work, and he must be very tired every day as an old man if he has to knead so many of them.

People outside the city have been following Chu Changfeng for a long time, and they all know that Grandpa Lin makes a lot of money by selling stinky tofu and cold noodles.

Everyone was envious and felt very relaxed, as if the money had been picked up for free.

But if you think about it carefully, it is really tiring and they can really endure hardship.

"Uncle Lin, why are you working so hard? You don't need to earn so much every day. 500 coins a day is good enough! Why are you working so hard?"

Grandpa Lin smiled and shook his head. "I don't feel that tired. Besides, I have to make more money. My grandchildren will need money when they grow up. They will need money to marry wives and build houses. What doesn't cost money?"

"Besides, I'm planning to make a small silver lock for each of them, or a small gold lock. I'm short of money!"

Zhuzi swallowed and said, "Little golden lock?"

How much silver would that cost?

Although Uncle Lin made a lot of money, if he used all the money to buy things for his employer's children, that would be really admirable.

"Do you want to eat cold noodles? Or do you want to go back and eat?" Grandpa Lin suddenly asked.

Zhuzi swallowed reflexively, "Then I'll eat cold noodles!"

Grandpa Lin squinted his eyes and mixed him a big bowl of cold noodles.

I added a lot of shredded chicken, cucumber and carrot, mixed it with the cool and extra chewy noodles, it was incredibly fragrant.

Zhuzi had never eaten cold noodles before, and he finished a big bowl in no time.

He licked his lips and looked at Grandpa Lin with an unsatisfied look.

Grandpa Lin's mouth twitched, "Such a big bowl is not enough for you? This is twice as much as my bowl of cold noodles!"

Although she grumbled, she still mixed him another bowl.

Zhuzi smiled innocently, took it and started eating it in big mouthfuls.

After eating, I finally felt full.

Grandpa Lin: "When you are full, go back and make some sour plum soup. It will be hotter in the afternoon and more people will buy it. Business will be better then! Remember to make more!"

"okay!"

Zhuzi wiped his mouth and said, "What about you? Do you want to go to the restaurant or have some cold noodles?"

"After I sell all my cold noodles, I'll go to the restaurant to eat them. I'll have to go back to knead the noodles at noon."

Zhuzi was deeply encouraged, "I'll go back and make sour plum soup now!"

The elderly are working so hard to make money, he is so young, he can't fall behind.

After more than half an hour, all of Grandpa Lin’s cold noodles were sold out. He packed up and went to the restaurant.

The restaurant was packed with people and there was a long queue outside.

Grandpa Lin clicked his tongue, this sour plum soup had no effect at all!

Who can drink those dozens of cups of sour plum soup sold by that silly boy?

Shaking his head, he entered the restaurant.

Coming to the kitchen with familiarity, he looked at Chu Xiao who was busy at work, and originally wanted him to help cook a dish.

But seeing how busy they were, I hesitated and decided to give up.

"Hey! Wait!"

"Lao Lin! I made you a plate of stir-fried beef and a side of cabbage and tofu soup. Take it away now!"

Chu Xiao suddenly saw him and quickly handed him the tray in the cabinet.

Grandpa Lin immediately laughed, "Oh! You still understand me!!"

"Eat it!"

After the meal, Grandpa Lin went back to knead the dough and prepare cold noodles for the afternoon.

When he returned to the stall with his cart, the pillar was already there.

There were three buckets of sour plum soup on the stall!

Grandpa Lin laughed twice, "Good boy! You cooked a lot this time! This should be enough to sell until the evening!"

Zhuzi quickly filled him a bowl of sour plum soup, "Uncle Lin, drink a bowl to cool down."

I have to say, it was really hot and my mouth was dry after pushing the cart all the way here.

Just as Grandpa Lin guessed, the weather in the afternoon was much hotter than in the morning, and business was also better.

Zhuzi’s sour plum soup has never lacked customers!

Wave after wave, some people even drink two or three bowls before leaving.

Zhuzi never knew that business could be so easy to do!

It always gives him the illusion that he can make money easily!

The people queuing outside the restaurant got the news from somewhere and heard that they sold cold sour plum soup here. They were no longer willing to wait in line for an hour and came to buy sour plum soup.

Seeing that there were fewer customers outside, Qin Jiuan breathed a sigh of relief!

Fortunately there aren’t so many people here, otherwise everyone would be so busy that they wouldn’t even have time to breathe!

This business is ridiculously good!

Over here, Zhuzi’s face is almost blooming with smiles!

His hands are never idle!

Bowl after bowl of sour plum soup was sold, and coins flowed into the wallet!

He didn't even have time to estimate how much money was in his pocket!

Grandpa Lin was smiling beside them. Because there were so many people buying sour plum soup, his cold noodles business was even better!

Better than the previous few days!

The cold noodles and sour plum soup, which we thought would last until dark, were sold out early.

And when they were sold out, it wasn’t even evening yet!

An old man and a young boy are having fun!

"Zhu Zi, you made a lot of money today, right?"

Zhuzi nodded excitedly, "Yeah! But I didn't count, so I don't know how many there are!"

Grandpa Lin: "Let's go! We are happy today, let's go eat some skewers! And count while we're at it!"

"What is skewers?"

"Hey, how come you don't even know this? Luchuan means eating lamb skewers! Have you never eaten it? Are you so ignorant?"

"Yes...I haven't eaten much..."

"Then follow me! I'll let you see it for yourself today!"

After putting the cart away, the two of them were on their way to the barbecue restaurant when Grandpa Lin turned a corner and said, "Wait! Let's go to the medicine store to pick up Mumu and Nian Nian!"

Today, Nian Nian followed Mu Mu to the pharmacy, and Zhou Zhou still went to the military camp.

The two came to the pharmacy and saw Mumu sitting in front of the wooden man, learning acupuncture seriously.

Niannian lay on the bench, reading a picture book with great concentration.