The first step in the book is to start selling tofu

All three of them had never seen the world.

Daya had no chance to travel far. Before Lin Zhi came, he didn't even have the chance to go to the market, so how could he have the chance to go shopping? !

As for Dalang and Erlang, everything was arranged by their followers and they had no chance to take part in the action themselves.

Anyway, overall, they were all very happy with today's shopping trip.

Her little face was red from smiling.

"I will buy things for the house in the future. As for the money I give you, it is your pocket money. Keep it for your own use. You can use it to buy things you need, or save it. It's up to you how to use it."

The three little ones' eyes lit up when they heard this.

Dalang was even more direct: "Mom, we didn't know that the money was not for us today. We used it to buy things at home. Can you reimburse us for the money we spent on buying things?"

Lin Zhi did not reply to him, but gave him a look to let him experience it himself.

The three little ones' mood instantly dropped.

Lin Zhi pretended not to see it.

Children cannot always be spoiled and have their wishes followed.

The three little ones were only depressed for a short while, and immediately started happily playing with the things they bought today.

At this time, the graphite ordered by Lin Zhi was finally delivered.

Seeing familiar objects, the three little ones were even happier.

It was after my family started making tofu that we had the opportunity to move here.

With graphite, their family now has a source of living expenses.

"If any of you three have time, clean it. We might need it tomorrow."

The three little ones immediately started to wash the graphite. What was their favorite thing just now has now been relegated to the cold palace.

Lin Zhi laughed and sat on the chair watching the three people busying around.

"It seems like I should buy a rocking chair and put it in the yard. That would be more comfortable." Lin Zhi thought of this as he looked at it.

"Mrs. Lin, I'm here again."

While Lin Zhi's thoughts were flying, Xiao Fuzi's voice was heard outside the yard.

Lin Zhi quickly opened the door and welcomed the person in.

As soon as she came in, Xiao Fuzi went straight to the point:

"Mrs. Lin, my boss told me that the price of tofu will be increased to 15 cents per pound, but the prerequisite is that you can no longer sell tofu to the public."

Lin Zhi frowned when he heard this: "I can't agree to this."

"Why won't Madam Lin agree?" Xiao Fuzi immediately became anxious: "Fifteen coins per catty, twenty catties a day would be three hundred coins."

"That's three hundred coins! That's nine ounces of silver a month!"

"Don't get excited. I know you gave me a lot of money, but I have my own plans." Lin Zhi explained.

"Just tell me what your plan is. As long as it's not too excessive, I can agree to it on behalf of our boss." Xiao Fuzi said sincerely.

Lin Zhi was a little embarrassed: "I just want to set up a small stall in front of my house and sell some tofu snacks that I made myself."

"Hei, it's just a small matter, no problem at all." After hearing this, Xiao Fuzi immediately took the initiative and agreed.

After the discussion, he took Lin Zhi back to Fumanlou and signed a contract with the shopkeeper.

After Lin Zhi got the contract, he casually discussed with the shopkeeper several ways to make tofu.

She never thought of selling these recipes for money, as these are not exclusive formulas in modern times.

As long as you are an experienced cook, similar dishes will soon appear if you try more.

The shopkeeper just listened casually for a while, then immediately asked the chef to come out and listen.

When Lin Zhi left the restaurant, the chef was still shouting behind him, waiting for him to prepare these dishes, and asked someone to call Lin Zhi over to taste them.

With the contract in hand, as long as the restaurant did not go bankrupt, the money from selling tofu alone would be enough for their family to live a comfortable life in the county town.

When Lin Zhi got home, it was already dark.

The three little ones at home had already prepared the meal. Lin Zhi felt very relieved while eating the meal they cooked, but:

"The ingredients are good, but your cooking skills are terrible."

Three little ones:......

We are waiting for you to come back and praise us, not to criticize us.

Seeing the three little ones looking angry, Lin Zhi put down his chopsticks and said, "I won't say anything about Daya. She has never eaten normal food since she was a child. As long as she can fill her stomach, she will think the food is delicious no matter how bad it tastes."

Daya:......

I don’t know whether it is fortunate or unfortunate that I escaped the disaster because I had a difficult life since childhood.

"What about you two? I don't need to tell you, right? Hmm?"

The two brothers lowered their heads.

The food prepared today was something that their servants used to find unpalatable.

Lin Zhi: "Don't be discouraged. People can make progress. Besides, everyone has their own expertise. We are not chefs, so it is normal that the food we cook is not delicious."

"Yeah!" x2

Just one sentence calmed the two people down, but Lin Zhi's next sentence made them feel worse again.

Lin Zhi: "But we don't have a cook at home right now. We don't have the money to hire one. So I need you to work harder to make the meals more delicious, or work hard to earn money to hire a cook to cook for us at home."

Daya asked curiously, "How much does it cost to hire a cook?"

"It depends on the chef's skills. An average chef can be hired for a few taels of silver a month, while a better chef can be hired for hundreds or even thousands of taels of silver a month."

Hearing the price, Daya, who was learning to count, stretched out her fingers and counted again and again, and finally came to a conclusion:

"Mom, let's practice our cooking skills! The tofu we sell in a month is not enough to hire a cook for a month."

You can’t hire a chef and ask the chef to bring his own ingredients!

"What about you two?" Lin Zhi raised his eyebrows and looked at the two children who were still eating.

Dalang raised his head and swallowed the food in his mouth: "I will improve my cooking skills while making money. One day I will be able to afford a chef."

Lin Zhi gave him a thumbs up: "You have ambition, remember to work hard."

Then her eyes turned to Jiro.

Erlang: "You guys work hard, and one day if any of you can afford to hire a cook, I'll go to your place and eat for free."

"Okay!" x2

The silly Daya and the generous Dalang both responded quickly.

Lin Zhi despised: "Is this all your ambition?"

Erlang looked at her in confusion: "Is it not possible? Mother."

Lin Zhi: “….”

Erlang: "It would cost a lot of money to hire a cook for each person. Since my elder brother and Daya have hired cooks, I will save the money.

Dalang and Daya nodded in agreement, thinking that Erlang's approach was very reasonable.

Lin Zhi’s silence.

Her silence was deafening.

Lin Zhi also wanted to be like Erlang. In the future, whichever of her three children became rich and successful would be her husband's family to live off.

But it is clear that her wish will not be realized in the next few years.

She would be satisfied as long as the three children could stop eating and drinking her food in the next few years.

The three little ones suddenly felt a gust of cold wind blowing over them.

It's cold!