The first step in the book is to start selling tofu

"Hand over the food!"

Dalang felt aggrieved, but the people around him were all the personal connections he wanted to develop, so he didn't dare to offend them.

In the end, I had to take out the food I brought with me.

"It smells so good!"

As soon as the food was brought out, the group of people couldn't wait to stuff it into their mouths, and all dining etiquette was thrown out of the window.

"Hey! Eat slowly, leave some for me!"

Seeing that those beasts didn't leave him any food at all, Dalang became anxious.

He quickly squeezed in and stuffed the last piece into his mouth.

"Wow... Wow... You guys are too much. You ate all of mine."

Dalang ate while blaming them.

"Wen Yang, don't be so stingy. You can eat the food in your house every day. Why don't you give us a taste today?"

Da Lang: "You guys make it sound easy. You guys have already eaten mine. What am I going to eat this afternoon? The cafeteria is a place that requires my reputation."

These old students know better than Dalang, the freshman, about the quality of the food in the cafeteria.

For a moment, they felt a little regretful for their actions just now.

"It's okay. We brought some food with us. We'll share it with you at noon."

Someone took the lead, and the others immediately followed suit and said they would share their food with him.

Most of what they brought were pastries, and they were already tired of eating them every day.

Although Dalang still felt sorry for his share of food, he could ignore the pain if he could help everyone get to know each other because of the food.

Class B.

The students in Class B are more disciplined and reserved than those in Class C.

"Lin Chengjun, what delicious food did you bring? Can you show it to me?"

Erlang looked at the crowd gathering around him and slowly opened the basket.

"What is this?"

"smell good!"

......

So much time has passed that the temperature of the tofu has long since cooled down, and the aroma has also become much weaker as the temperature drops.

But even if it faded, it was still able to arouse the appetite of these students who had never smelled such a complex fragrance.

"Brother Chengjun, can you give me a bite to taste?"

As soon as one person spoke, everyone looked eagerly.

They want to try it too!

Erlang reached into the basket, picked up the chopsticks, and picked up a piece of tofu.

The man thought Erlang was going to give him some, so he opened his mouth and waited for Erlang to feed him.

Who knew that Erlang would slowly put the chopsticks into his mouth.

(*???)!!

Ignoring the surprised looks, Erlang tasted it carefully before answering the student's question:

"Why?"

Why should I share it with you!

The group of passionate young people couldn't tolerate this asking-for-a-beating look.

Just put all the etiquette and rules mentioned earlier back in place and attack them in groups!

"delicious!"

“It’s so delicious!”

Food that you snatch from someone else’s hands tastes especially good.

Looking at the empty plate, Erlang narrowed his indifferent eyes.

The group of people who were still savoring the feeling of having nothing happen just now suddenly felt a chill on their backs.

They turned around and saw Erlang with his head down. They couldn't see his expression at the moment, but they could feel as if there was an unknown black fire surrounding him from behind.

Yo ho!

Looks like I've overplayed my hand!

On that day, the news that a student from Class B fought against eight people alone spread throughout the college.

I heard that he is thin, but he can knock a person away with one hand. Even in an eight-to-one situation, he is unharmed.

Even the teachers in the academy couldn't get close to him, so he didn't receive any punishment for this farce of a fight.

After hearing the news, Dalang saw Erlang’s head swollen like a pig during lunch break.

"Is this what everyone calls unscathed?"

As Dalang spoke, he reached out and poked Erlang's face.

Erlang slapped his hand away in pain and said without showing any weakness: "I look miserable, but they are more miserable than me."

Dalang nodded randomly, saying "hmm, hmm, ooh". Is this something worth bragging about?

"Did the college really not punish you?" Dalang asked.

Fighting, or even a group fight, this is against the rules in any academy, right? !

"Don't worry, no!" Erlang replied with a grin.

He is the victim, and if anyone is to be punished, it should be someone else. What does it have to do with him?

"That's good." Dalang breathed a sigh of relief.

If Erlang was punished on the second day after entering the academy, he would not be able to go back and face Lin Zhi.

"Here." Dalang took out the food that everyone had given him from the basket.

Erlang didn't want his food, but took food from his own basket.

That amount,

That quantity,

Much more than Dalang.

"Where did you get it from?" Dalang took a piece of delicious-looking cake and asked, "Did you steal it?"

Erlang rolled his eyes at him and pointed at the food in the basket smugly: "This is their compensation to me, they took the initiative to compensate me!"

Dalang was suspicious.

But he thought about it and realized that Erlang, like him, had never learned any kung fu, so he should not be able to steal so much food.

Thinking of this, Dalang couldn't help but sigh: "It seems that our classmates are pretty good!"

Although Meng was a bit reckless and didn't follow the rules, he couldn't be considered a bad person.

If they robbed something from them, they would compensate them. It was different from when he was bullied in the capital, and those people only threatened him because of his low status.

At this moment, if the students in Class B knew what he was thinking, they would definitely cry to Dalang.

Anyone who sees Erlang going crazy because of ordering food will be surprised to see him attacking others indiscriminately.

They don't care about their lives, so let alone paying with food, they will give anything as long as they don't lose their lives.

"Hey! You two brothers are here, making it easier for us to find you."

Dalang and Erlang had finished lunch and were copying notes from a borrowed book.

Suddenly a voice came from above their heads.

Dalang looked up and was startled.

He didn't recognize the person in front of him, but from his appearance, he guessed that he was a student in the same class as Jiro. He was also one of the eight in the one-on-eight battle that morning.

He kicked Erlang under the table, and Erlang raised his head and looked at the person who came:

"What are you doing here? Let me make it clear first, I have eaten all the things you gave me as compensation. If you want me to pay it back, I will have to spit it out to you."

"Can you please say something so disgusting? What's compensated to you is yours, and we won't take it back."

The visitor took half a step back in disgrace.

Jiro shrugged. "Oh~, so what are you going to do?"

"We were wondering if you could bring us a portion of today's delicacies tomorrow."

Knowing that Dalang and Erlang wanted to copy books, he didn't waste time beating around the bush and spoke directly:

"Don't worry, we don't want you for nothing, we will cheat you."

Dalang's eyes lit up and he gestured with his elbow to Erlang to agree quickly.

The family is short of money! Child!

"Without!"

Dalang looked at Erlang in disbelief.

Do you know what you just said?

"Why not?"

"Why not bring it? We paid for it!"

"Bring it! Bring it!"

......

Originally, only the leader was talking, but when Erlang said nothing, everyone couldn't help but speak.

Erlang was unmoved, but he was also afraid that these people would fight him again, so he immediately explained:

"It's too late in the morning."

They have to get up and make tofu first, then make breakfast, eat breakfast, and finally rush to the college. The time is too tight.

They are not like these young masters who have carriages to pick them up when they come to the academy in the morning.

"Tell me where your home is and I'll ask my driver to pick you up in the morning. All you need is to bring one copy for me." The leading student came up with an idea.

Jilang was shamefully moved, but in the end he shook his head.

There was a carriage coming to pick them up, so they were not pressed for time, but Lin Zhi was pressed for time, so he couldn't agree.

The group of people prepared to leave in disappointment.

"If you really want to eat, you can go eat by yourselves after it opens in two days!"

What is this called?

This is called a new hope after a dark tunnel!

"Let me tell you, freshly fried tofu is a hundred times more delicious than this."

Suddenly, the group of students who looked like nobody's business gathered around, asking about the store's opening hours and address.

They are going to be the first customers of the opening.

After getting the exact time and address, the group left satisfied.

"Great!" Dalang gave a thumbs up.

Their stall, which hasn't opened yet, has already booked a wave of traffic.

Erlang put his hands on his hips and said, "I must!"

"Do you think everyone is as stupid as you?"

Dalang:......

Erlang deserved to be beaten.

Not to mention those students, even Dalang, as a family member, really wants to beat him up now.

......

After Dalang and Erlang went to school, Xiao Fuzi came and took away the ordered tofu.

Before leaving, he told Lin Zhi: "Now many people outside are asking about your tofu. To avoid trouble, when you buy tofu in the future, just say that you bought it from our restaurant."

Lin Zhi's eyes lit up and he said gratefully, "Thank you very much."

Xiao Fuzi smiled and said, "Then you should thank our boss."

In this world, it is difficult for a woman to raise three children.

It is extremely difficult for women to do business.

Without sufficient background and connections, it would be difficult to do business.

Don’t underestimate the people setting up stalls at the other end of the market. They look ordinary, but they can keep setting up stalls there for a long time. They all have their own unique skills.

The owner of Fumanlou was a kind-hearted person. Lin Zhi was their partner and also taught their chef how to cook a few dishes for free.

No matter it is for profit or to repay a favor, the boss decided it was just a matter of convenience, so let's help if we can!

After seeing Xiao Fuzi off, Lin Zhi and Daya took the tofu-making utensils out to dry.

Her hands kept moving, but her mind was thinking about what Xiao Fuzi said.

The owner of Fumanlou would not have asked Xiao Fuzi to give such an explanation for no reason.

The fact that Xiao Fuzi specifically said this meant that someone had already found out about her and was looking for trouble with her, but was then stopped by Fumanlou.

The boss specifically told Xiao Fuzi to say this because he wanted Lin Zhi to keep Fu Man Lou in good faith. Doing good deeds without letting the person involved know is not the character of a businessman.

Second, the person who was causing trouble for her might not have given up and would continue to cause trouble for her. Let Xiao Fuzi speak out so that she would be more alert.

Third, she told others that her tofu was sold at Fu Man Lou, which prevented unnecessary troubles. At the same time, she also informed outsiders that their stall, which had not yet opened, was under the protection of Fu Man Lou.

"Mom, what are we going to do next?"

Daya's sudden question brought Lin Zhi back to his senses.

“Plant the peppers first.”

The pepper seedlings were delivered yesterday, along with a bunch of dried peppers.

The boss who bought the flowers felt that the bright red fruits were too harmful and he didn't dare to throw them away casually, so he kept them all for himself.

Now they all belong to Lin Zhi.

There were eight pepper seedlings in total. The boss said that he originally ordered ten, but two of them were damaged by those playboys, and the remaining eight were returned by customers.

The land in the backyard had already been cleared, and even a lot of vegetable and melon seedlings had been planted.

There are not many vegetable and melon seedlings, but there are many varieties.

When Lin Zhi was a child, the vegetables his parents grew were always of a single type. Every time the vegetables were ready to eat, they would eat the same type of vegetables for a month or two.

The fear of being dominated by green vegetables continued until she started working.

As she is financially independent, she goes home less often and doesn’t have to eat the same vegetables every day. Even when she goes back to her hometown on vacation, she has money to go to the market and buy some vegetables that she doesn’t have at home.

So, after coming here, Lin Zhi was determined to plant a variety of vegetables in his own vegetable garden.

There was no extra space in the backyard, and Lin Zhi was reluctant to pull out the vegetables he had just planted.

As a result, only four of the eight pepper seedlings were planted in the backyard.

There are four left.

Two of the four flowerpots were relatively large. Lin Zhi decided to plant those two trees directly in the pots and move them to the gate of the courtyard.

There were two trees left, and after much thought, she finally planted them next to the kitchen.

The place next to the kitchen, near the drain, has moist soil and good sunlight. Let them grow there by themselves.

Now that the pepper seedlings are arranged, the next step is to process the peppers.

Those peppers were dried peppers. Lin Zhi and Daya were responsible for grinding them into powder while the other one cut them into pieces, so that two kinds of pepper powder of different coarseness and fineness were obtained.

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

Daya, who had never been exposed to hot peppers, kept sneezing.

Although Lin Zhi covered her mouth and nose with a towel, it didn't seem to be very effective.

"Mom, is there really anyone who would like to eat something so pungent?"

Lin Zhi looked at her embarrassed appearance and hesitated for a while before answering:

“People who like it will like it very much.”

It just takes some time for them to accept it.

Daya really couldn't imagine how anyone could like this thing.

She became like this after just smelling it. If she really puts it in her mouth, she will be so angry that she will jump to her feet.

Seeing that she was really pitiful, Lin Zhi let her go and play for a while and let her do it on her own.

But Daya is a sensible child, how could she agree to that?

So she cut up all the peppers while sneezing.

Those peppers didn't look like much, but after actually handling them, both of their hands were sore.

"Take a break."

Sitting on the chair, Lin Zhi remembered that he had always wanted to make a rocking chair.

Whenever you feel tired, just lie down on the rocking chair, how comfortable it would be!