The first step in the book is to start selling tofu

After Zhou Daniu shouted "There are still three pounds of fried chicken", the three pounds of fried chicken seemed to be cast by magic and were sold out in the blink of an eye.

Those diners who were still hesitant and worried about the price, looked at the empty winnowing baskets, felt regretful, and slapped their thighs and sighed.

People are often like this. They don't know how to cherish the opportunity when it's right in front of them, and they have to wait until they lose it before they start to regret it.

Since the price of fried chicken is relatively high, customers who buy fried chicken will basically not buy anything else.

After all, everyone's wallet is limited. Let alone fried chicken, even the braised rice that they long for every day, many people find it difficult to realize this small wish.

Fried chicken and soybean dregs balls are the two most popular foods, the former because of its scarcity and the latter because of its low price.

Moreover, both of these things are fried foods, which are extremely tempting to diners, so it is expected that they are sold out early.

As a result, there were fewer twenty or thirty people buying other foods. When students came in after school, the Lin family shop finally had some space for them to taste other delicacies besides fried chicken.

However, the amount of remaining food is very limited and is far from meeting the needs of many students.

But it's better than nothing.

.......

"Mom, the results of last month's assessment are out!"

Dalang rushed into the house in a hurry, his face full of excitement, as if he wanted to convey this joy to every corner.

Lin Zhi looked at her son's joy and had some guesses in her mind, but she did not show it. Instead, she smiled and asked:

"How did you do on the test?"

Dalang's smile became brighter and brighter, his eyes almost narrowed into slits: "Hey, Mom, I'm the first in Class C! Although there is still some gap compared to those powerful characters in Class B, it is also in the upper-middle level!"

His tone was full of pride and satisfaction.

Lin Zhi smiled with satisfaction and patted Dalang on the shoulder to encourage him: "Very good, Dalang! Keep working hard this month and try to be in the same class with Erlang next month!"

Dalang nodded heavily, his expression firm: "Don't worry, mother, I will definitely work hard!"

At this time, Lin Zhi noticed Erlang who had been silent, so he turned around and asked:

"Ji Lang, how did you do on the test?"

Erlang has a rather dull personality. Normally, unless someone asks him, he would go almost the entire day without speaking.

With such a personality, it is inevitable that you will suffer some losses in the outside world.

Of course, if his family members are not careful and caring enough, he will probably be in a weak position at home.

Jilang raised his head, glanced at his mother, and then whispered:

"Not bad, I've improved by about ten places compared to last time."

His voice was calm as water, without much emotion.

Lin Zhi gently touched Erlang's head and encouraged him, "Erlang is great too! You two brothers should work hard together and learn from each other. I believe both of you will get better and better."

According to the results of the last exam, he improved by ten places and his score was also among the A-class.

Erlang nodded slightly in response to his mother's words.

"Since you have all told me the good news, I will also tell you some good news."

Lin Zhi smiled, slowly put down the chopsticks in her hand, and signaled to the children with her eyes that the news she was about to tell was very important.

As expected, the three little guys were immediately attracted. They stopped what they were doing and focused their eyes on Lin Zhi, waiting for her to continue.

Lin Zhi coughed lightly, cleared his throat, and then announced solemnly:

"The second volume of my storybook is now complete!"

However, unexpectedly, the three children fell silent after hearing this.

After a moment, they seemed to come to their senses, quickly picked up their chopsticks, and began to sweep up the food in their bowls like a whirlwind.

The whole scene became unusually quiet, with only the sounds of dishes colliding and food being chewed.

Dalang was the first to break the silence. He quickly swallowed the food in his mouth and then said loudly:

"Mom, I'm full. I'm going to count today's revenue first. You can eat slowly."

Before he finished speaking, he rushed into the house like a gust of wind.

Seeing this, Erlang was not to be outdone and followed closely behind, not even bothering to wipe the rice grains from the corners of his mouth.

Although Daya was a little reserved, she ate obviously faster.

In the blink of an eye, Lin Zhi was the only one left at the table enjoying dinner alone.

"Tsk!"

She looked at the empty seats and shook her head helplessly.

So, Lin Zhi picked up the chopsticks again, and tasted the delicious food leisurely, feeling the tranquility that belonged to him.

The three little ones could no longer suppress their urge to read the rest of the novel, so their efficiency at work was amazing.

Daya was the first to finish her allocated share and quickly stood up and went to the washroom.

Immediately afterwards, Dalang and Erlang also completed the counting task and followed Daya into the washroom.

They know very well that only after completing the washing process can they read the storybook or engage in other activities with peace of mind.

However, unlike others, Lin Zhi was the last person to enter the bathroom today.

Before entering, she handed the carefully polished script to the three little ones.

When she finished her shower and walked out of the bathroom, she was surprised to find that the three little ones' heads were still huddled together, staring intently at the book, and were completely unaware of her presence.

Lin Zhi did not intend to interrupt them because she knew that the three children were extremely self-disciplined and there was no need to worry that they would become addicted.

The second volume of the novel has been successfully completed, and Lin Zhi has begun writing the content of the third volume.

She sat at the table, her thoughts flowing like a spring, the pen in her hand dancing on the paper, presenting one wonderful plot after another before her eyes.

Every word and every sentence has been carefully considered by her, striving to present the most perfect story world to readers.

This is very different from the situation when the novel was originally written.

As the saying goes, the beginning is always the hardest, and this saying is never more true than when writing novels.

"It's time to go to bed." Lin Zhi yawned while packing up his writing brush, ink, paper and inkstone and reminding the three little ones.

At this time, the three of them had already put down their scripts and were busy finishing their homework.

"Got it, mother, go and rest first, we will be done soon."

Dalang looked up and responded, then continued to study.

These assignments were not given by the teachers, but were tasks they set for themselves, which had to be completed every day.