Tian's little cook

Chapter 297 Lecture
Lin Zhimo lay on the table for a long time before he felt that his physical strength had recovered a little.

She has never felt so tired like today, scooping bean curd, scooping bean curd, scooping bean curd
"Hey, fortunately there are only two days of promotional activities. If I continue to do it every day, I may be exhausted." Lin Zhimo sighed and sat up weakly.

Chen Zhu also said: "Yeah, I feel more tired than in Jukefang."

Lin Jiao poured two glasses of water and handed them to her and Chen Zhu, "You sit and rest, and I'll clean up."

Lin Zhimo felt that Lin Jiao was like an iron man, as if he had never heard him call tired, "No, let's clean up together, so we can eat early, and we will go to shopkeeper Qin in the afternoon."

After collecting the stalls, the three of them returned to the courtyard.Lin Zhimo bought some vegetables on the way back and fried them soon.Now she feels that she can participate in the cooking competition, after all, she has fried all the dishes in a restaurant.

There is still some steamed rice in the morning, not completely cooled.The three of them were already hungry, and they didn't bother to warm up the rice, so they picked up the bowls and started eating.

After finishing the meal, they cleaned up the kitchen, and they went to the Jukefang together.

The restaurant that passed by yesterday was still promoting the bean curd in his store, Chen Zhu was a little worried: "The restaurants that bought the marinade last time are all selling bean curd, will it affect the business of Ju Ke Fang?"

"Of course not." Lin Zhimo is still very confident in his cooking skills: "We don't just rely on bean curd to gain a foothold. We will introduce other dishes in the future, and more importantly—"

Lin Zhimo elongated his tone on purpose to make a fool of himself.

Chen Zhu immediately asked: "What is it?"

"I invite Lin Jiao to tell the story." Lin Zhimo looked at Lin Jiao with a smile in his eyes.

Lin Jiao smiled slightly, "That's all they have. If they run out, they won't be able to make tofu curds."

Chen Zhu suddenly realized, and immediately became happy: "How could I forget this. Yes, you are the 'patriarchs' in making bean curd."

Lin Zhimo suddenly wondered whether people in the Dasheng Dynasty would see the introduction of bean curd in the history books in the future. During the years, Lin Zhimo accidentally learned that "

"Is that right, Zhimo?" Chen Zhu talked next to her, and Lin Zhimo came back to his senses, "Ah? What's wrong?"

Chen Zhu repeated, "I just said that you and Lin Jiao have a good understanding, and he knows everything you want to say."

"Because... because Lin Jiao is familiar with these things." Lin Zhimo was a little embarrassed, and quickly glanced at Lin Jiao.

Lin Jiao didn't speak, but she clearly saw the smile on his lips, and the smile on his face also widened.

Entering the small courtyard of Jukefang, the wooden boxes that were scattered in the yard yesterday have been stacked and neatly placed in a corner. It is estimated that the shopkeeper Qin has almost packed them.

"Zhimo, Lin Jiao, come to the study." Shopkeeper Qin was in the study and beckoned them in.

"Shopkeeper, have you eaten yet?" Lin Zhimo asked as the two walked in.

"Eat something casually." Shopkeeper Qin sat at the desk with several large books in front of him.

Shopkeeper Qin pointed to these books and said, "These are the account books of Jukefang, which clearly record all expenses and income."

Shopkeeper Qin handed each of Lin Zhimo and Lin Jiao a copy, "I'll tell you what I've already recorded. Basically, there's not much change. If you follow it in the future, you won't make mistakes."

After Chen Zhu served them tea and stepped back, shopkeeper Qin began to explain in detail the composition of the ledger, how to record it, and the matters that need attention.

(End of this chapter)