Rebirth and making money first

After five days of toiling, Zhang Jing finally completed her crocheted shawl. Together with the shawl she had crocheted earlier, she now had seven different colored shawls and two scarves. Although exhausted, she wanted to keep crocheting, hoping to make more. However, just then, Zhang Jing received an unexpected phone call that interrupted her plans.

A-Yu's clear voice came from the other end of the line: "Auntie, I'm sorry, but my mom has decided to take me to Hong Kong this Saturday, so our meeting at the bookstore has to be cancelled." Zhang Jing smiled and replied, "It's okay. I've already crocheted five shawls and two scarves these past few days. Let's make another appointment when you get back."

Ah Yu was surprised to hear Zhang Jing's words. She hadn't expected Zhang Jing to complete so many works so quickly. Without hesitation, she told Zhang Jing she would come see her as soon as possible. Curious, Zhang Jing asked Ah Yu if she was over 18. She learned she was underage. Concerned about the inconvenience of having a minor in her workplace and the potential for trouble, she suggested Ah Yu go to a nearby KFC and gave her her phone number.

After several days of hard work, Zhang Jing felt a little tired and decided to take a break, no longer rushing to finish the work. She believed she could slowly complete the remaining parts. Soon, Ah Yu and her companions arrived at the agreed location. She had taken a taxi and brought her girlfriend from last time. Upon seeing Zhang Jing, they waved enthusiastically.

Seeing the exquisite creations Zhang Jing brought out, the two girls were incredibly excited. "Wow! So beautiful! I love them!" "I like this one, and this one, and that one too!" Their eyes sparkled with eagerness, and they couldn't put each item down. They were particularly drawn to the small animals and trinkets Zhang Jing had crocheted, which piqued their interest.

Seeing this, Zhang Jing simply took out all the crocheted items for them to choose from, and of course also took out the old stock, in the spirit of selling everything that could be sold. This action attracted the attention of other customers around, and they came to inquire.

In the end, all seven shawls and two scarves were sold, including the free gift. Zhang Jing simply sold them everything they liked, at a very attractive price. Zhang Jing made it clear that payment was settled, with no returns or exchanges. Others around her also inquired about the possibility of custom orders, and two more placed orders. They also agreed to continue the KFC deal next week.

A-Yu said she was in charge of her own pocket money, and Zhang Jing reminded her that if anyone needed it in the future, they could call her. The three of them went out to eat at KFC together, and Zhang Jing insisted on paying the bill, believing she had earned her own money and wanted to treat the children. A-Yu and Zhang Jing were even happier, feeling that Zhang Jing was a good person. Zhang Jing had no idea she was being labeled a "nice guy."

After seeing off Ah Yu and the others, Zhang Jing returned to her dorm and silently calculated her recent earnings from crocheting shawls. She realized that while this job offered a decent paycheck, it was also incredibly tiring. After all, everyone had different preferences for shawl colors, styles, and sizes, which meant she needed to devote considerable time and energy to meeting each client's diverse needs. This made her life incredibly busy, leaving her with little free time.

By comparison, writing seemed so much easier. All she had to do was sit down at her computer and translate the stories in her head into words. Thinking of this, Zhang Jing couldn't help but sigh, "Writing is still the fastest way to make money!" So, she eagerly turned on her computer and prepared to continue updating her novel.

During this time, her novel updates had slowed significantly due to her busy knitting, and were almost on the verge of stopping. Fortunately, she had already written some drafts in advance, which gave her some relief. However, she knew she couldn't rely on these drafts for too long and had to return to her normal writing pace as soon as possible to avoid affecting the readers' reading experience.

As the clacking of her keyboard continued, Zhang Jing gradually lost herself in the world of her own creation. She pounded away, absorbed in the whirlwind of her novel, as if in a world all her own. Each stroke was an outpouring of deep emotion, each word a testament to her passion and dedication to the story.

In the virtual world of fiction, she can give full play to her imagination and create fascinating characters and plots. Through her words, readers can enter this charming world and feel its joys, sorrows, anger and happiness.

Her fingers moved rapidly, and wonderful plots flowed from her fingertips. Before she knew it, night fell and she was the only one left in the dormitory, but she was completely unaware of it, completely immersed in the joy of creation.

Zhang Jing took a deep breath, rested for a moment, and sat down at her computer again, ready to continue writing and updating her story. She had a clear plan in mind: to wrap up the story of the migrant girl and begin a new one—the story of the old landlord and her many nannies. Meanwhile, she had to keep up the momentum, do more homework, and strive to create more wonderful short stories.

She clicked her mouse and opened QQ. As expected, she received a reminder asking for her manuscript. She smiled and replied, promising to finish the manuscript as soon as possible. Then, she told herself she had to focus on writing, because it wasn't just about her passion; it was also about making money. She knew that only through hard work could she realize her dream.

Still, Zhang Jing couldn't help but check the balances in several other accounts. After some calculations, she discovered she had a total of over 30,000 yuan in savings. While not a small sum, it was still a long way from a down payment on a house. She sighed helplessly, realizing her current financial situation was still quite tight.

After some reflection, Zhang Jing realized she had to make a choice. She loved both writing and knitting, but right now, she needed to focus on the former. Knitting could only be a hobby, something to help her relax and change her mind.

Looking at the remaining yarn, Zhang Jing decided to crochet all of it into a single shawl. She remembered crocheting a similar shawl in her past life, completing one every day. While the tassels were a bit time-consuming, overall, it was doable. By doing this, she hoped to improve efficiency and increase her income.

In the end, Zhang Jing had to admit that she wasn't omnipotent and needed to take one step at a time. She believed that every meal in life needed to be savored slowly, rather than rushing for success. She believed that as long as she persevered, the future would be better.

For some reason, Zhang Jing opened her stock account, silently praying that she could sell some stocks and save enough for the down payment on a house. However, when she saw the number in her account, her eyes widened, speechless with shock. She actually had over 86 yuan in her account!

Zhang Jing couldn't believe her eyes. She stared at the screen, her gaze riveted. The scene before her left her bewildered, her heart filled with excitement and confusion. The red numbers represented the soaring price of the stocks she held, signifying her astonishing stock market gains.

Tears welled up in her eyes, blurring her vision, but her gaze remained fixed on the rosy figures. She had never expected such a result; what she had thought was a trivial investment had now become a huge fortune.

She wiped the tears from her eyes and picked up the small account book beside her. She flipped open the pages and carefully compared her original purchase price with the current share price. After some careful calculations, she finally determined that her current stock profit was a whopping over 64 yuan!

This figure made her heart race, her joy unspeakable. It was enough for a down payment, perhaps even enough to buy a small apartment outright. But to achieve this goal, she would have to sell all her stocks. She was caught in a dilemma: on the one hand, she longed to own her own home, but on the other, she held onto the prospect of even higher returns.

Life is filled with endless choices, and often we face them alone. Zhang Jing faced the same dilemma. She hesitated, her thoughts swirling. She wanted to buy a house quickly and end her wandering life, but she was also unwilling to give up the potential for high returns.

After calming down, she decided to wash her face and calm her nerves. Then she sat there quietly, pondering her next move. Minutes ticked by, lost in her own thoughts, trying to find the answer that best suited her.