I'm going to become rich after being dressed as a five-year-old woman

People come in waves. Just now, 74 people came in total. They ordered servings of rice rolls, two with eggs, which cost cents.

"Mom, this business is so good."

Zhao Qiqi was not complacent. She had never done such a thing before, but she had played the breakfast shop game on her mobile phone. Now everyone was curious. The most important thing was whether she could have repeat customers, and she also had to launch new products.

Santu came back from washing the dishes and put all the plates together.

"Mom, I saw that the children who were studying in the academy had all finished school. They are all regular customers of this restaurant and stall. We must seize the opportunity."

Although there are fewer stalls at noon, there are still noodle shops and restaurants.

"You and Ersha go to the front and shout, and promote it to them before they get to this street."

"Yes, mother."

Ersha was very happy about making money. He could use the money to buy meat, so he sold the wild boars he caught last time.

Dashuan is now making rice rolls very skillfully. Someone will surely come soon, so if he makes it a minute or two in advance, the taste will not be bad.

After a while, Zhao Qiqi heard the voices of a group of children.

“Is this the one?”

"It must be delicious, otherwise why would he eat it?"

The sound was getting closer and closer, and Zhao Qiqi couldn't help but look at the large group of people.

"Boss, give us thirty servings." The tone of his voice revealed that he was a wealthy man.

Ersha and Santu followed behind, running out of breath.

Are these kids so enthusiastic? They ran faster than Ersha and Santu. I didn't expect them to be so good at speaking. Not bad.

"Mom, we don't need to advertise at all, they are running all the way towards us." Santu explained.

"Hu, cough." Ersha gasped.

"Mom, it seems they heard about our rice noodle rolls, so they came here as soon as school was over."

Zhao Qiqi seemed to be thinking about something as he put the rice rolls on the ground one by one.

"Is it really as delicious as Su Zijin said?"

The leader was wearing silk and had a large piece of jade in front of him, which was obviously a valuable item.

Su Zijin? Zhao Qiqi thought of the child who had brought the book boy with him.

"Who knows, but we can't lose him if he eats it."

Zhao Qiqi found it funny. It turned out that they were competing with each other. No wonder they ran so fast. However, there were so many children. Zhao Qiqi thought that modern children love to eat fried chicken and French fries, so there must be a big market for them.

The children ate in silence, especially the leader, who became even more silent when he heard that Su Zijin didn't eat any chili and added some chili to his own meal.

He raised his head and looked at Zhao Qiqi: "Boss, another portion with egg."

There is no baby voice anymore.

Zhao Qiqi held back his laughter and asked Ersha to make him another one.

As there were not enough eggs just now, she went to buy fifty more eggs, which were cheaper, two for one penny. She also bought twenty more plates.

Of course, I bought it from the system secretly in the alley.

There are now 26 eggs left.

The total amount was one hundred and forty-four coins. The young master who led the group thought it was unlucky and had no copper coins on hand, so he waved his hand and took out one or two ounces.

Zhao Qiqi took the silver ounces without hesitation, thinking that it would be a bastard not to make money when he has the chance.

After they left, Santu, who had found out the news, came back.

It turns out that these people are either the sons of the county magistrate, the sons of the town mayor, or the sons of wealthy businessmen. No wonder they are so generous. But why are these children all in Qixian Town?

"Mom, you don't know that there is a highly respected scholar in Qixian Town. When he got old, he came back and opened a school. All the rich and powerful people in the vicinity were sent here."

No wonder, her sales have greatly expanded now.

A little kid with money and free time and no one to take care of her, it's like money is waving at her.

A few days ago, I triggered the system's function of opening the spiritual spring with one hundred taels of silver. Now there is hope.

Drinking the spiritual spring water can strengthen the body and promote plant growth, so she doesn't have to worry about drought.

There are a lot of people in the school, not only these children who are just starting to learn, but also students who are going to take the examination to become scholars. It's not just about money, but also about connections.

You know, among the four classes of scholars, farmers, merchants and artisans, scholars come first.

"Give me a serving of rice noodle rolls with all the toppings."

Zhao Qiqi knew who he was. He walked out of Zuixianju and was dressed in extraordinary clothes. He was probably the owner of Zuixianju.

She pretended not to recognize it and ate the rice rolls just like any other, adding fried onions, fried garlic, chili peppers and sauce.

After placing it in front of him, she went on to busy herself with other people’s rice rolls.

There was not enough water in the pot, so Dashuan went to Zhao Er's house to fetch water. Scholars came in an endless stream. Zhao Qiqi guessed that it was the first batch of children who spread the word. Students were most active and curious about new things, and they all had extra money. A serving of rice rolls with egg cost four cents, which was nothing to them. After all, any dish in Zuixianju would cost a hundred cents.

"It's delicious. I didn't expect those guys weren't exaggerating."

They ate happily and asked with a smile: "Auntie, will you come again tomorrow? I will come here after school tomorrow."

"Of course, we will add pork tomorrow, and it will taste even better."

Santu couldn't even collect the bills, but now there were enough dishes, so Erpang was no longer in a hurry to wash them.

"Boss, take the money." The shopkeeper of Zuixianju put down four cents, said nothing, and left.

Santu could vaguely sense that this man's identity was extraordinary, but Zhao Qiqi was not in a hurry, so he didn't say anything.

By the afternoon, 150 kilograms of rice had been used up. One kilogram can make about ten portions, which means portions in total.

Zhao Qiqi looked at Santu who was calculating with a grunt.

"It's hard to keep track of the accounts this way. If you take out a piece of paper and write down how many servings you've sold, you can figure out whether or not you've added eggs."

Santu nodded thoughtfully.

Zhao Qiqi took out twenty coins and gave them to him: "Go buy some paper and a brush."

"But, mother, I can't write."

"You can learn if you don't know how. You just need to learn a few words: rice noodle roll, egg, and meat. Write them down and tick off each time you sell one. Mom gave you this money, and you will be responsible for checking the account from now on."

"Mom, why do we still have to keep accounts?" Ersha wondered. We are not running a small business. Can't we just count how much money we have earned?

“Although we are not doing a big business now, but with accounting, we can know if there are any mistakes and whether the money we earn is correct.” It can also exercise Santu’s calculation ability.

Santu nodded solemnly. Now that there were not so many people around, he ran out to buy paper and a brush.

Their business will definitely grow bigger and bigger, and Zhao Qiqi can't just be in charge of everything.

There were only five kilograms of rice milk left, so Zhao Qiqi handed the stall over to his sons.