The first step in the book is to start selling tofu

As he counted, Lin Zhi's hands began to tremble. Seeing that there were still two-thirds of the coins left, he finally decided not to make things difficult for himself.

After all, she and Daya were not very tired today, so they decided to count money with the two brothers after washing up tonight.

However, even if everyone worked together, they still couldn't finish counting the money until they fell asleep.

Lin Zhi looked at the copper coins in the basket and muttered quietly, "It feels like they haven't gotten any less."

In fact, she had counted it once in the afternoon and counted only one third.

But by the evening, that one-third of the money was earned back!

Add to that the store’s revenue, and new coins would come in every day.

So, no matter how you count, it always seems that the coins will never decrease.

"Let's leave it at that for today. We can count them slowly when you have your holidays." Lin Zhi said helplessly.

The two brothers nodded, stopped counting the money, and returned to their desks to study.

Lin Zhi and Daya didn't want to sleep yet, so they pulled another basket of copper coins to a place not far away to count them.

On October 28th, the traffic to the storybook and the store once again reached a small peak.

The students have rest days tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, so they will have a holiday today. On the day of the holiday, they will finish school one hour earlier than usual.

The students were so bored in the academy that they went straight to the Lin family shop as soon as they came out.

It has been two days since the release of the storybook, and they have been patient for two days. Today, they finally don’t have to endure it anymore.

"Haven't they reformed?" Dalang muttered to himself as he watched his familiar classmates queuing up to buy storybooks.

Erlang looked at Dalang like he was a fool: "Do you believe all these words?"

They have personally experienced the appeal of the storybooks, and if they hadn't reminded themselves of this day and night, they would have been among those waiting in line.

Dalang rubbed his head and chuckled, "I just said it casually."

He actually didn't believe it, but when he saw his classmates queuing up, he couldn't help but ask.

Those students were originally very nervous. After all, their teachers and parents had repeatedly warned them not to sink into depravity. After being warned, they were determined to change.

However, the charm of the storybook was so great that they could not resist its temptation at all.

Despite feeling guilty, they couldn't help but continue to indulge in it.

This contradictory mood made them feel extremely entangled and uneasy.

They felt sorry for their teachers and parents, and were filled with self-blame and regret.

But every time they wanted to put down the book, the indescribable attraction made them unable to let go.

In this way, they fell into a state of self-struggle, telling themselves to change while at the same time being unable to extricate themselves from being immersed in the story.

However, this conflicting feeling suddenly disappeared when I saw that my classmates around me were also obsessed with the storybook.

It turns out that I'm not the only one watching!

They were secretly happy. In this case, even if the grades fell behind, everyone fell behind together. Therefore, this mentality of "the law does not punish the masses" made them feel at ease.

These students purchased the storybooks secretly this time, not daring to let their families know, let alone buy them for their families.

Therefore, the sales of this issue did not exceed the pre-sales of the previous two issues.

However, Lin Zhi didn't care about it.

Because the parents of those students had already come to buy them in person, and most importantly, her stock had been exhausted.

Looking at the empty shelves, Lin Zhi sighed inwardly, "It seems that the influence of this third volume of the storybook is really not small."

Looking at the empty box, Daya came over and asked Lin Zhi, "Do you want to urge everyone to work overtime?"

Lin Zhi shook his head, indicating that he didn't need it, and said, "No, let's leave it like this."

In fact, there are only so many readers. Those who wanted to buy books have already bought them. Even if the rest of them did not buy the books, the daily supply can still be guaranteed according to the current work efficiency of the employees.

Daya is a very obedient person. Since Lin Zhi said so, she naturally would not refute anything.

It’s better not to work overtime. After all, those uncles and aunts stay up late every day and their bodies can’t take it.

After packing up the stall, everyone went back into the house to count the money.

That night, they worked until dawn and almost counted money all night long.

Fortunately, we didn’t have to open for business the next day, and Dalang and Erlang didn’t have to go to school, so they could have a good rest.

As expected, the four of them overslept the next day because they were too tired the night before.

In the early morning, the sunlight shines through the window onto the bed, illuminating the room.

However, the four people on the bed were still immersed in their dreams, completely unaware that time had passed.

Suddenly, a knock on the door broke the silence.

"Knock, knock, knock!" The knocks on the door continued, but the people inside seemed to have no response.

Xiao Fuzi was waiting anxiously outside the door. The cart next to him was full of meat, which was ready to be handed over to Lin Zhi's family for processing.

However, no matter how he knocked on the door, there was no response.

In desperation, Xiao Fuzi could only turn to the nearby shop for help.

He knocked on the door of the shop next door and explained the situation to the people inside.

When Madam Zhou found out, she immediately came to help, opened the door of the shop, and let Xiao Fuzi unload the meat.

Madam Zhou came to the small door between the two shops and knocked gently.

However, she still received no response and frowned.

"What's going on? Why is there no one here?" Madam Zhou said to herself.

She knocked on the door a few more times, but still no response.

Mrs. Zhou's son was also surprised: "Mom, is there anything wrong?"

Madam Zhou shook her head, indicating that it probably wouldn't happen.

She remembered that Sun Lai Di had once taught them how to process pork, so she decided to do it herself.

She and her son cleaned the pork and put it aside.

What should she do next? Madam Zhou didn't know either, so she did everything she could.

At this moment, Lin Zhi woke up first.

When she realized it was already daybreak, her face suddenly turned tense.

She quickly got up and pulled the three children out of their sleep. The four of them did not have time to wash up and hurried to work.

"Daya, go and make the braised meat quickly. I'll take care of the tofu." Lin Zhi ordered while busying herself.

Fortunately, Mrs. Zhou had already cleaned the pork in advance, saving them a lot of trouble.

At this moment, time was running out and the four of them were busy as if they were on a battlefield.

Madam Zhou wanted to help, but she knew she couldn't get involved.

After all, a contract had been signed before, requiring all employees to stay away from the production of tofu and braised food.