The poor little girl who traveled through the book, her father was lazy, her mother was stingy, and

A family of six sat in the main room staring at each other.

The banknote was still in Li Taohua's arms.

Except for Lin Xiaoman, everyone in the family was digesting the fact that they sold two prescriptions for one hundred taels.

Lin Xiaoman could understand.

This excitement and incredible feeling is similar to winning five million in the lottery.

She had to wait for them to calm down.

Lin Dajiang was the first to break the silence: "This hundred taels is Xiaoman's earnings, Taohua, you have to save it for Xiaoman, and when she gets married in the future, you have to take it with you intact."

Lin Xiaoman held his forehead with his hand.

Daddy could learn from anyone, but he always talks about getting married like Mom does.

In modern times, she lives a comfortable life alone, making money during the day and reading abusive novels in bed at night.

I am free every day, I have a house, money and a career, what else do I need a man for?

After traveling through the book, in this ancient time where men were superior to women, she really never thought about getting married.

"Dad, I am also a member of the family. You are so distant. It makes me so sad..."

“Ah? This…” Lin Dajiang was at a loss for words.

You can't feel comfortable spending the money your daughter earns, right?

Then what kind of person has Lin Dajiang become?

"Dad, can't you use this money to make more money? Why don't you give it to me when you make money?" Lin Xiaoman didn't take the one hundred taels of silver seriously at all.

She wants to make more money.

In the following days, the Lin family still made fifty baskets of juicy dumplings every day.

To be on the safe side, the Lin family would rush to Linjia Village every time they bought meat from Zhou Laosan's butcher shop.

After walking a mile or two and confirming again and again that no one was following them, Lin Dajiang took Lin Xiaoman back to Ruyi Tower.

Lin Xiaoman teaches Dacheng and Dayong how to make pickled fish in the kitchen.

Lin Dajiang was staring at the kitchen door.

Dacheng and Dayong didn't expect that Master Xiaoman was not only good at making cold noodles, but also had so many ways to cook fishy fish.

"Master Xiaoman, is this how you slice fish fillets?" Dacheng learned quickly and his knife skills were also good.

Lin Xiaoman only did it twice and he remembered it.

Dayong is not bad either, and both of them learn very hard.

The young master let them learn the craft because he trusted them. Manager Tong said that if they did a good job, not only would they receive a red envelope during the New Year, but they would also be freed from slavery after a few years.

Thinking of this, the two of them studied even harder.

Every time Lin Xiaoman explained a step, the two people who could not read or write wrote it down in their own way.

As for the hot pot, Lin Xiaoman drew a sketch for Manager Tong.

Shopkeeper Tong brought it to the young master.

About six or seven days later, two hot pots were delivered. The young master said that if they worked well after trying them, he would order 20 or 30 more.

Before he even started to work on the grilled fish, money had already flowed out. Shopkeeper Lin was terrified and kept complaining about it for several days.

Subconsciously, he thought that the pickled fish and grilled fish tasted delicious, but in fact, he felt extremely uneasy.

With the hot pot, Lin Xiaoman can use it more easily.

During this period, she also discovered two small problems. After telling Manager Tong about them, she sent the drawings drawn by Lin Xiaoman to Lin'an Prefecture overnight.

After listening to Manager Tong, Lin Xiaoman learned that most of the boss's assets were in Lin'an Prefecture, and Ruyi Restaurant was used by the boss to train the young boss.

As expected, no matter what era, the gap between the rich and the poor is huge.

Ruyi Restaurant is such a big restaurant, but it was used as a training ground for the young master.

Before the twenty hot pots were delivered, a table had already been built at the entrance of Ruyi Tower.

This is the place that Manager Tong has reserved for Lin Xiaoman. It’s right next to the entrance and the location is quite good.

This was the last time the Lin family set up a stall on the street. Lin Xiaoman told every customer who came to buy breakfast at Ruyi Tower that he would be selling breakfast there in the future, and he closed the stall after selling fifty baskets.

Lin Jingzhe looked at Zhang Ji not far away.

There were several tall and strong men standing at the door.

He gave them a mocking smile.

Little guy, he will come here every day to yell and make trouble, and he will definitely force Zhang’s business to close down!

The young man in the dust does not know the immensity of heaven and earth.

There is only one energy in my body.

Even if I am crushed into mud, I will never bow my head.