The first step in the book is to start selling tofu

After returning home, Lin Zhi sat on the chair with a depressed look on his face.

The three kids knew that they had spent too much today and felt inexplicably guilty. One by one, they carefully stayed away from the source of negative energy.

Lin Zhi calculated in her mind and found that, not counting the small change, she had a total of about 1,200 taels.

These days, she bought a house, established a household for her daughter, purchased household items, and started school... These alone cost her about four hundred taels of silver.

There are still six hundred taels of silver left, which sounds like a lot, but it's also a lot to spend.

The pens, ink, paper and inkstones used by children for studying are consumables and need to be replenished from time to time, which is a big expense.

They have to pay four taels of silver for tuition every month.

The daily necessities of the household are fixed expenses.

Even three meals a day require money to buy. They have no land for food and vegetables, so this is also a fixed expense.

The monthly expenses would be more than what one could earn from selling tofu. How long would these six hundred taels of silver last?

"You three, go clear the space in the backyard and prepare to grow vegetables." Lin Zhi stopped the three sneaky people.

A toilet was built in the backyard, so there was not much space left. They used it to grow some vegetables, which was just enough for their family to eat on a daily basis. After all, they could save as much as they could now.

The three figures paused, then immediately ran away as fast as they could.

The smell in the backyard was unpleasant. The three little ones squatted on the ground, pinching their noses, and scratching the ground with branches in their hands.

After a while, Dalang lost his patience: "Without tools, how long will it take to dig out the ground with just a branch? I won't do it anymore."

After saying that, he threw the branch in his hand far away.

"Go tell this to mother." Erlang said in a flat tone without even stopping his hands.

Dalang stood up but his body froze, and he silently picked up the discarded branch.

They were not afraid of Lin Zhi in the past. At that time, she was like an invisible person, with almost no sense of existence at home.

If she hadn't left a deep impression on everyone by burning down the Yang family, she would never have entered anyone's attention.

I thought the kitchen fire was an accident.

Who knew that after their father passed away, Lin Zhi would behave in so many extraordinary ways, first breaking the hands and feet of a gangster from the same village, then slapping the eldest daughter-in-law of the Yang family in the face, and then slashing a human trafficker with a knife... What do these things indicate?

This shows that their mother is not as simple as she seems.

They have to keep a low profile and not make anyone angry, as they are afraid of being punished.

The three people who had no tools were so scared that they actually used sticks to dig up half of the ground.

Lin Zhi was emo for a moment and then returned to normal. Now she still had some extra money, which was much better than when she first came through. What was there to be emo about?

After figuring it out, she planned to find the three little ones to work with, but she saw them playing with mud:

"What are you three doing?"

“‘Open…open up the wasteland?!’”

Dalang's body stiffened. He was just tired and wanted to rest for a while, so why did Lin Zhi come?

"You don't use hoes to clear the land, you use sticks?"

What a confusing operation this is.

Three little ones:........

They just didn't dare go back to the front yard, for fear of being punished by their mother who was in a bad mood.

"Get up and wash your hands. Daya will be in charge of cooking, and the two of you will be in charge of picking the beans. Tomorrow morning you have to get up and make tofu to send to the restaurant."

The three men immediately threw the sticks in their hands far away.

Lin Zhi shook his head. These three kids were becoming more and more stupid.

The three little ones are all busy with their own things, and Lin Zhi can't be idle either.

She cut the paper she bought today and sewed it together with needle and thread, and blank books were born in her hands. These blank books were for the two brothers to copy excerpts from other books.

Fortunately, Lin Zhi has the memories of his original body, otherwise he would not be able to do such delicate work.

In fact, her original body was quite capable. She was good at music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, and was also good at needlework and cooking. The only thing she was not good at was being a housekeeper, which Lin's father and mother wanted.

The two brothers will start school tomorrow morning, so Lin Zhi can only speed up the preparation of the things they need.

Night fell and Lin Zhi still couldn't prepare everything.

"Let's leave it like this for now. I'll help you fix it tomorrow." Lin Zhi rubbed the dry area around his eyes.

Needlework is not something that ordinary people can do.

Before it got completely dark, they quickly finished their dinner, soaked the beans, took a quick shower, and went to rest.

When Lin Zhi just moved in, he forgot to buy some lamp oil or candles. It was really inconvenient to have no lighting in the middle of the night.

The next day, Lin Zhi got up very early because he was worried about grinding the beans.

But the three little ones in the family were born earlier than him.

"Children need to sleep more so they can grow up. Go to bed later and get up to help."

Lin Zhi didn't tell them that they didn't have to get up early to work in the future, but just told them that it was okay to work a little later.

The three little ones nodded obediently, but no one knew whether they would do as they were told.

While someone was making tofu, Lin Zhi prepared breakfast for everyone.

A bowl of porridge, a pickle, a poached egg per person, and finally a bowl of soy milk per person.

The soy milk had no sugar and tasted weird, so Lin Zhi stopped drinking it after a few sips.

The three little ones, however, ate and drank up all their portions.

"Mom, we're going to the academy."

After breakfast, the two brothers went to the college carrying Lin Zhi’s specially made schoolbags.

Lin Zhi and Daya were at home cultivating the vegetable garden while waiting for Xiao Fuzi to come and get the tofu.

Xiao Fuzi came over just after dawn. He had to go somewhere else to get ingredients. He came to Lin Zhi, got the tofu and left.

"Mom, the door rang again."

Daya has sensitive ears and when she heard the knock on the door she immediately ran over and opened it.

Lin Zhi wanted to say "don't open the door for anyone casually" but before she could utter the words, she opened the door.

"Who are you?" Daya looked curiously at the boy who was about her age.

"My name is Zhou Sheng, and I'm here to deliver firewood."

Zhou Sheng was so embarrassed by Daya's stare that he didn't know where to put his hands and feet.

"Mom! A man named Zhou said he was here to deliver firewood." Daya turned around and shouted towards the house.

Lin Zhi didn't know Mr. Zhou, but she remembered that she had asked someone to deliver firewood. She was busy all day yesterday and forgot to tell the three little ones at home.

"It's you! You brought it here so early. Next time you bring firewood, just put it by the door."

Lin Zhi didn't like strangers entering the house, especially when he and Daya were the only ones at home, so he didn't invite Zhou Sheng in.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Sheng obediently picked up the firewood and moved it to the door.

He was very small, and the load of firewood was almost taller than him. Lin Zhi's eyes widened when he saw this scene.