The first step in the book is to start selling tofu

Without waiting for Lin Zhi to finish his words, Mr. and Mrs. Li reached into the pot to get something to eat.

They had been wanting to eat for a long time, and this sentence was not exactly what they wanted.

"That's enough. Just eat a little to prove it to me. Don't eat all the food."

Lin Zhi hurriedly pulled the man away from the pot.

The two of them were only thinking about eating and were actually pulled apart by Lin Zhi. Even though they were no longer by the pot, their eyes never left there.

"Mrs. Lin, since the food is not poisonous, can you sell me one portion?"

When the onlookers saw that the scene had finally quieted down, they immediately expressed their strong desire to buy the braised food.

As soon as this person said this, the rest of the people shouted that they also wanted to buy one.

They used to think that ten cents for a serving of pig intestine noodles was too expensive, but after knowing that Lin Zhi used more expensive ingredients, they no longer thought the price was high.

"I'm tired and don't want to make ramen anymore."

Making ramen is a physical job, and Lin Zhi plans to replace noodles with rice after opening the business.

Just pay attention to the heat when cooking rice and you can cook a big pot at a time. It’s very convenient.

Moreover, the staple food of people here is rice, so they should be more accepting of changing to rice.

"Ah! Madam Lin, don't be so heartless. Why are you complaining about being tired when you can make money?"

"Just give me a bowl of noodles, okay?"

There was a female guest acting coquettishly, but Lin Zhi remained indifferent.

The male guests couldn't bring themselves to do this, but it was impossible for them to give up the delicious food.

"Mrs. Lin, I don't want noodles. I just want the food and soup inside. Can you sell me a bowl?"

The man thought about the noodles he had just eaten. If it weren't for the addition of the marinade, the noodles really wouldn't be delicious.

Therefore, it is not impossible to buy the braised food and make your own noodles with it.

This person's words immediately opened everyone's minds.

It doesn’t matter if there are no noodles, you can just go home and mix it with rice.

Everyone looked at Lin Zhi with warm and eager eyes.

Lin Zhi couldn't refuse, nor did he think about refusing.

That's all money, who made her poor? She couldn't say she didn't sell it because she was poor.

Lin Zhi took a pair of scissors, cut two pieces from each braised dish, and finally added a large spoonful of the marinade. For just this one serving, she charged each person twenty cents.

After deducting the labor costs, it is simply huge profits.

But who can blame him for selling exclusive products? Even if the profits are huge, he deserves it.

After seeing off the last wave of customers, her braised food was almost gone.

"Go cook some rice, and we'll eat the rest later and not leave any for those two."

There was only a little left, and we had to share it among four people, which was really a pain in the ass.

Daya felt bad not leaving any for Dalang and Erlang, but if she didn't leave any for them and the food went into her stomach, she felt that Lin Zhi's decision was right.

While Daya was cooking, Lin Zhi took some vegetables and put them into the broth to cook.

After cooking, take it out and add your own special sesame oil and seasoning.

She specially separated it into two plates, one with normal flavor and the other with hot sauce.

The surface of the mixed vegetables is a bright red layer, which makes people feel hungry at first sight.

But Daya didn't know where to start after seeing it.

"You really don't want to try it?" Lin Zhi asked, pointing at the last piece of vegetable with chopsticks.

Daya shook her head and didn’t dare to eat because she was afraid.

"Try it, huh?" Lin Zhi encouraged her.

One of the three little ones in the family must be trained to be able to eat spicy food, so that she will have someone to eat with.

Under Lin Zhi's sincere gaze, Daya took a small piece of green vegetable and put it into her mouth...

“Spicy! Cough cough…spicy! Cough cough cough…”

A feeling of suffocation enveloped Daya.

Lin Zhi didn't expect Daya's reaction to be so big, and immediately handed her a bowl of soup.

Daya drank the soup in big gulps.

"Mom, it's getting hotter, oooooo..."

Daya was so spicy that tears came out.

The bowl of soup just now was hot, but it made things worse when it entered my mouth.

"Eat some food, just eat some food." Lin Zhi fed him helplessly.

After eating half a bowl of rice, the spiciness in Daya's mouth finally passed. Except for the numbness in her mouth and red lips, she finally stopped crying.

"You'd better not touch this pepper again."

Eating a chili pepper is more painful than being tortured, it’s scary.

Thinking of Daya's painful look just now, Lin Zhi intuitively felt the power of the chili pepper. Maybe she could do something else with the chili pepper.

I had just told Daya not to touch chili peppers in the future, and the next second she reached out for her chopsticks and picked up another vegetable and put it in her mouth.

“Spicy! Spicy!”

"You kid, I told you not to touch it, why did you take another bite?"

Lin Zhi asked her to spit it out, but Daya refused and quickly swallowed the vegetables in her mouth.

After swallowing the vegetables, he immediately shoveled some rice into his mouth, and while eating, he mumbled, "Mom, this is delicious!"

Although it was so spicy that I doubted my life at first, I wanted to eat it even more after the spiciness wore off.

Lin Zhi brought a handkerchief over: "Wipe your nose."

Daya wiped it roughly and continued to finish the two remaining vegetables.

He kept saying it was spicy and his nose was runny while eating.

People who didn’t know the situation would think she had encountered some sad thing.

After they finished dinner, Dalang and Erlang had not yet returned home.

All the braised food and tofu in the house were sold out, and only the broth and vegetables were left.

So Lin Zhi boiled another portion of vegetables for the two brothers as dinner. But this time, Lin Zhi didn't dare to add hot sauce.

It’s not that I’m afraid the spicy food will make the children cry, but the dishes with hot sauce are so delicious.

There is not enough rice at home for the other two people.

While Lin Zhi was busy cooking for the two brothers.

Those diners who bought braised food from her and went home were experiencing a "world war" in their homes.

They never thought that their family would almost fight over a piece of meat.

Those who own shops here, no matter how poor their family is, can eat meat several times a month, unlike those poor families who can only eat meat once a year during the Chinese New Year.

After eating it many times, they still crave meat, but they won’t be so craving for it that they will snatch a piece of it.

After all, it’s because Lin Zhi’s braised food is just so delicious.

"Tomorrow, buy more tomorrow. Look how noisy the children at home are." The carpenter's mother instructed her daughter-in-law.

She was not satisfied with her daughter-in-law in every way, but she had given birth to several grandchildren for her family and even saved her son's life.

Just for these two reasons, the carpenter's mother would tolerate her daughter-in-law no matter how much she disliked her.

The carpenter's wife spent money lavishly on weekdays. The old lady couldn't stand it and at most she blamed her son, but she never said anything to her daughter-in-law.

After so many years, this is the first time the old lady has talked about her daughter-in-law.

"I understand, mother." The carpenter's wife answered obediently.