Chapter 7

Today, they rarely closed their stall before 11 o’clock.

Si Cheng and Si An were still children. After serving the guests’ dishes, their father asked them to go home with their grandfather and go to sleep.

After returning home, Si Cheng took another shower and sat on her hard bed to think about the future.

But she was really too tired tonight, so tired that even her fingers were shaking. In the end, she hadn’t figured out the rules, but she was somewhat inclined to go back to her old ways.

writing.

In her previous life, while working as a screenwriter, she had published many novels, including magazine short stories, long serials, single volumes, and long online novels. She has written them all.

The next day, when Si Cheng got up, his father had already returned from buying groceries and was resting in the next room.

Without his mother’s telling him, Si Cheng went out to have breakfast and came back to help pick and wash vegetables.

After finishing all these, I went to the bookstore.

Of course, she didn’t buy books, but rather read the magazines and novels in the bookstore.

After reading magazines for two hours, she chose the genre she wanted to write about, wrote it down in a notebook, and then went home.

Si’s mother was unhappy: “Why are you coming home now? Didn’t you say you wanted to make tofu stewed with fish?”

“I went to the bookstore to read. Mom, my teacher said my writing is average. Can you give me twenty yuan so I can buy some extracurricular books that will be useful for writing?”

Mother Si: “…”

Although she was unhappy, she still took the money.

After giving Si Cheng 20 yuan, he warned him, “You want walkmans and extracurricular books, I’ve given you money to buy them. If you get the same shitty grades in the midterm exam this semester, I’ll beat you to death.”

Si Cheng curled his lips and smiled: “Mom, don’t worry, I will definitely be able to get into the No. 1 Middle School in the city.”

“Oh~” Si’s mother didn’t take it seriously, but laughed at him, “With your grades, it’s hard for you to get into No. 3 Middle School. If you can get into No. 1 Middle School, I’ll reward you 500 yuan!”

Si Cheng: “Then it’s a deal.”

Mr. Si returns home in the middle of the night and goes to the market to buy vegetables after daybreak. He will not get up before lunch.

Si Cheng didn’t dare to make any big movements and tried to cook the tofu and fish stew as quietly as possible.

Last night, she asked her father to bring back two casseroles.

Fish stew takes a long time to cook.

In terms of time, it is a bit uneconomical.

But if you can stew it in advance, you can save a lot of time. Just prepare a casserole and a small coal stove in advance.

In order to verify the feasibility of this method, Si Cheng first fried the fish in an iron pan on a large coal stove, stir-fried the seasonings in hot oil, and finally transferred them to a casserole and stewed them on a small coal stove.

At noon, I made Dong’an chicken and beer duck again.

After these two dishes are ready, the fish pot is also ready.

The taste of the fish was not much worse than yesterday’s fish.

After getting up and tasting the three dishes, Si’s father praised Si Cheng again. He actually thought that she was self-taught and knew how to cook just by looking at the recipe. He also told her that studying can change one’s destiny and asked her to study hard in the future.

After dinner, Si Cheng said she wanted to go to the bookstore to buy books. Her father gave her another 20 yuan and asked her to buy two more useful books.

This made Si’s mother feel very uncomfortable.

Si Cheng went to the bookstore and spent the whole afternoon reading.

She still reads magazines and best-selling novels. Since she wants to make money in this area, she has to understand the market and know the submission channels, so that it will be easier to operate.

When she came back, she definitely didn’t dare to buy novels or romance magazines. Instead, she bought two famous works by famous authors: “Cultural Journey” and “A Sigh for a Thousand Years” by Xu Qiuyu and “From Baicao Garden to Sanwei Bookstore” by Lu Xun, as well as “Youth Digest”, “Yilin”, “Maxim” and “Reader”.

She didn’t dare buy other works, for fear that she would be beaten if her mother saw them, or that they would be confiscated by the teacher if she took them to school.

When she came back, her parents were about to set up the stall. Seeing her bringing back the books, Si’s mother endured it again and again, but in the end, she didn’t say anything.

Tonight’s tofu and fish hotpot once again attracted many customers.

Three fish were prepared and all were ordered out.

Today’s business is no worse than yesterday. We prepared more dishes, and by the time we were about to close the stall, our revenue was over 700 yuan.

After selling out the vegetables for two consecutive days, Si’s mother smiled more often, and the gloomy mood caused by the house she bought not being what she wanted was also swept away.

Si Cheng lived a peaceful life every day. On the third day, he came up with a new dish: stewed potatoes with beef brisket.

It became very popular again, bringing the family an income of several hundred yuan a day.

On the fourth day, Si Cheng had to return to school.

As Mr. Si had said before, he gave her fifty dollars for living expenses this week.

After leaving home, Si Cheng had not yet breathed a sigh of relief when Si An caught up with him.

“Sister, I really can’t bear to leave you.”

“You don’t want to spend my money, do you?” Si Cheng happily took out a dollar and handed it to him, “Don’t go play games. If you don’t go play games, I will give you a dollar every week.”

One dollar.

That’s one dollar.

One dollar = 20 spicy strips.

He eats three and a half a day to last until his sister comes back.

One dollar = 5 packs of ice packs.

He drank once a day on his way home from school, which would last him until his sister came back.

It is really miserable for an elementary school monk who has no pocket money and can only watch his classmates eat snacks.

Who understands him!

Si An hesitated for a long time, but finally nodded and agreed.

“I’ll try my best.”

Si Cheng, who was returning to school with a lot of bags, had mixed emotions.

She really doesn’t want to go through junior high school again.

The conditions in the junior high school were terrible. Even dogs wouldn’t eat the school food. And to drink water, a class of students had to take turns fetching water from the well outside the school.

Because the water in the water room is not enough to drink, students are given a mixture of cold and hot water, which is not drinkable.

Not taking a shower for a week is the norm.

There was even a time when he didn’t change his underwear or wash his feet for a week.

Si Cheng could hardly open her eyes just thinking about the inhumane environment in the dormitory.

There were more than twenty students living in one dormitory, with upper and lower bunks, and no bunk could accommodate two students.

Normally, when I wanted to turn over, I would think about whether I would kick a classmate on the same bed down.

Si Cheng remembered that when she was in the first grade of junior high school, the school expanded its enrollment and there were not enough dormitories. Students had to sleep in the lower bunk with three others, which was extremely crowded.

The classroom is also crowded.

An ordinary classroom that accommodates 40 to 50 people was crammed with 80 to 90 students, and the back door of the classroom could not be opened all year round.

There are nine rows of desks, three tables side by side, but only two aisles. For students sitting against the wall, it is very difficult to get in and out.

Fortunately, the teacher will ask students to move their seats to the right once a week to prevent them from developing strabismus.

During these few days of vacation, she has already thought about what she will do after going to college.

Just study hard, strive to get high scores into the No. 1 Middle School in the city, then strive to get into a top university, and choose a major that is easier and has better employment prospects.

Don’t choose the biology major that you can start your career after graduation. The workload is extremely heavy, and you will work yourself to death just to graduate and get a scholarship.

If she wants to get into a good university, she must work hard to improve her English grades.