The first step in the book is to start selling tofu

The auras of different people are different.

Some people just don't match your aura. Even though you have only met them once, you feel like you can't get along with them.

However, Lin Zhi felt that the bad feeling she had towards the proprietress of the shop next door was not due to any conflict in their auras, but rather she felt hostility.

Daya nodded obediently.

It just so happened that she didn't like that lady either.

Because the sudden visit of the guests delayed her for a long time, Lin Zhi did not continue to prepare her seasoning.

The freshly fried sesame oil had not yet cooled down, so Lin Zhi left it in the pot to cool down. She and Daya first picked out the beans for making tofu tomorrow.

By the time the beans were picked, it was almost time for dinner.

Seeing that it was almost time for Dalang and Erlang to finish class, the two had to work together to prepare dinner.

In college.

This is not the first time for Dalang and Erlang to go to school.

It was only their first time to study here, but they adapted to the college life in just half a class period.

During the break after the first class, they started chatting with the senior students. During the second class, they treated them like brothers and even agreed to lend them books for them to copy.

If Lin Zhi saw the whole process, he would never say in his heart that they were stupid again.

Although they had not touched the books for more than a year, after all, they were things they had to learn every day in the previous years, so they picked them up again quickly.

Everything was going well after entering the academy, until...

At noon, the college gives students half an hour to rest.

Of course, you can use this time to rest, study, or even play.

The premise is that you cannot go out of the college and do not disturb others.

"So hungry!"

"I'm hungry too!"

The two brothers looked at each other and continued to copy from books.

The time spent focusing passes quickly and you can forget about hunger.

They were not in the same class, so they did not meet in the morning, and only met in the yard during the lunch break at noon.

The two of them opened the books they borrowed and started copying. They had discussed in advance and decided to borrow different books to copy as much as possible, so that they could save a lot of favors.

It seemed that everything was going smoothly according to their plan.

But there is always a loophole in a perfect plan. On the first day of school, the obstacles they encountered were actually created by themselves.

It was also their own fault that they had been living with Lin Zhi recently and had been eating three meals a day, forgetting that everyone else only had two meals a day, and they almost had to rely on pastries to get through lunch.

"When does the cafeteria open for dinner?"

After copying a few pages, Dalang touched his flat belly and asked Erlang who was still copying seriously.

He felt like he was starving to death.

"It's too early. We have to wait until after the second class in the afternoon before we can have dinner."

After hearing the bad news, Dalang felt even hungrier.

Their college has a total of four classes in the afternoon. Perhaps the teachers felt that they could not concentrate on the classes when they were hungry, so the dinner time was changed from after all the classes to between classes.

After finally making it to the end of the second class, the two of them headed straight for the cafeteria without caring about their image.

"Those two are definitely freshmen!"

When the students saw the two of them walking away, they spoke in a firm tone.

The food in their college is notoriously bad.

Except for those poor students, almost no one is willing to eat the food there.

Students who live nearby would bring cakes in the morning and go home for dinner in the evening.

Students who lived far away could not go home, and their families could not send food to them, so they had to rush to South Street to eat after class.

Anyway, few people who can afford to study here are those who are rich.

“Why are there so few people?”

The college cafeteria is very big.

Because it is so big and there are not many people here, it seems even more empty.

"Never mind, wouldn't it be better with fewer people?" Erlang walked towards the aisle to serve food.

When he saw the dishes above, he knew why there were so few people.

"I hope these dishes just don't look good..." Jiro muttered to himself.

"What would you like to eat, young master? You spoke so quietly that I couldn't hear you."

The uncle serving the food thought Erlang was ordering food.

Erlang moved closer and found that the dishes not only looked ugly, but also tasted bad.

Color, aroma and taste, these are already missing two. There is also taste, which he no longer expects.

"Please give me some dry food."

"A little bit of rice is not enough. Come on, give me more."

The uncle enthusiastically scooped two large spoonfuls of rice for him, pressed it firmly, and finally wanted to give him two spoonfuls of vegetables, but Erlang ruthlessly rejected him.

"This child, why does he eat so little?" The uncle touched his head and muttered, then saw Dalang: "Come, come, little Langjun..."

By the time Dalang came over with a full bowl of food, the amount of rice in Erlang's bowl had hardly decreased.

"Why don't you serve food?"

Dalang looked at the white rice in Erlang's bowl and asked in confusion.

Erlang did not answer when he heard this, but just looked at Dalang with pitiful eyes.

Dalang didn't realize Erlang's look and continued to talk:

"The uncle in the cafeteria is so nice. When he heard that I was almost starving, he actually changed a big bowl for me..."

When he said this, Dalang proudly pushed his basin forward.

Erlang looked at Dalang's rice bowl, and the pity in his eyes became even stronger.

"vomit!"

"Bah! Bah! Bah!"

As soon as the food entered his mouth, Dalang vomited it out reflexively.

Looking at him like that, people who didn't know the truth would think he was not eating but taking poison.

"No wonder you don't want to eat!" Dalang suddenly realized.

The food cooked by the chef in this academy is even worse than what he and Erlang prepare.

Dalang really couldn't eat anymore and threw the food aside.

"You can't waste food in the canteen. You have to eat as much as you get, otherwise you will have to pay for it."

Seeing his actions, a student sitting not far away kindly reminded him.

Dalang widened his eyes in disbelief.

They spent money on the meal, but they had to pay for it because they didn't finish it. Is this fair?

Dalang was at his most rebellious at this moment and simply didn't want to eat.

Erlang pointed in the direction behind him and Dalang turned his head.

At some point, the uncle who had just served the food stood behind him.

This is not the point. The point is that the uncle was holding a kitchen knife in his left hand and a spatula in his right hand, looking at him kindly.

Dalang obeyed his heart and turned back silently.

Looking at the big bowl full of food, I felt like crying but had no tears.

"Eat quickly, class will start soon." Erlang persuaded.

Due to his hard work, his bowl of rice was almost empty.

Seeing this, Dalang had no choice but to continue eating.

But I didn't dare put the dish into my mouth, so I had to eat the rice first.

As soon as Dalang put the rice into his mouth, he started crying!