Zhang Jianjun didn't go to work today, and stayed at the noodle restaurant all day. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

This is the stall he single-handedly operates, although the core part is just nothing to do with him, and he is not even the person who took the idea to open the store, but as the male owner of this house, he still cares about his own business very much.

The two pairs of eyes, one big and one small, looked at Luan Meiqin with anticipation, but Luan Meiqin closed the account book after a few strokes on the calculator.

"What's the hurry, it's only what time is it, and I haven't eaten dinner yet, I'll talk about it when I go back at night."

Although having said that, looking at her somewhat happy expression, the father and son were also relieved, in fact, it is not difficult to see from the hot business all day today that they must have made money, but it is not clear how much they have earned.

Anyway, 500 eggs were originally prepared, and they were almost delivered at breakfast, and by the time the lunch guests arrived, there were no more free eggs to give. Braised pork and meatballs are the least sold of all the side dishes, and the time for two meals is almost to buy the amount that was prepared before.

As for the side dishes such as ham and sausage and fried tofu, I don't know how much they sold, and Uncle Zhang, who is in the same factory as his mother, had to take charge of the spoon and temporarily get some meatballs and roast meat for emergency. Fortunately, they have prepared far more things in advance than they have put them out, but they are all frozen in the freezer, and they can take them from the freezer when they feel that they are not enough.

This is also normal, after all, meatballs and roast meat are more troublesome to make, if you don't prepare an absolutely sufficient amount in advance, when it is not enough, it will be too late to rush temporarily.

Anyway, as far as Zhang Han knows, this time his family has prepared dozens of catties of roast meat alone, and the original plan should be enough for a week, but he quietly looked at the freezer just now, and felt that half of the amount had been used, and he couldn't help but secretly sigh, it seems that today's income may far exceed everyone's thoughts.

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After staying in the hotel for a short time, Zhang Han had to go home.

My mother has clearly stipulated that he is not allowed to go to the restaurant when he has a meal, there are too many people, and he is too small, if he accidentally bumps into it, the family must not worry about death?

Mom's idea was fully supported by his father and uncle, and as a last resort, Zhang Han could only go home obediently alone when it was close to dinner.

Fortunately, the noodle shop is not far from home, on the same street, the distance in a straight line is no more than two hundred meters, and it will take him less than five minutes to walk back.

When he went home, he didn't go home directly, but came to the house where Yuto Ueno and the others lived.

The two assistants are still working, and their job is to help Zhang Han complete the drawing of some unimportant backgrounds and special effects lines in the comics. This kind of work is not too difficult, it is just time-consuming. That's the meaning of the assistant.,After all, the cartoonist still has to think about the plot.,It's really difficult to ensure that the speed of one or two original manuscripts is about one word a week.,With the help of an assistant, it can save a lot of trouble.。

Zhang Han doesn't need to think about the plot, at least he doesn't have to have a headache with the plot like a normal cartoonist, he just needs to arrange the plot schedule reasonably, and arrange the sub-shots and draw the main content.

Saving time to think about the plot, his painting speed simply soared, and in just over half a month, he had already pushed the plot to the progress of the fourth volume of the original book, almost one or two words a day, and the original manuscript was thirty pages. There are so many things to draw that it's no wonder that the two assistants are working day and night.

When he came over, Yuto Ueno was cooking.

Speaking of eating, this half month has also suffered these island people, although the food in China is delicious, but it is still a little different from the daily diet of the island country, it doesn't matter if you eat too much, these guys may not be able to stand it. As a last resort, they can only cook by themselves, but fortunately, the ingredients in Tongcheng are still very rich, and the seasonings are also readily available.

At the same time, fortunately, these three people are all young people who have moved out of their parents' house and live alone, and they often cook and eat by themselves on weekdays.

After staying in the studio for a while, looking at the original manuscript filled in by the assistant, and after making sure that there was no problem, Zhang Han left the studio and returned to his home.

The house was empty, only himself, he first lay on the bed and read comics for a while, and when he was tired of reading, he turned on the TV and started watching TV programs.

What Tongcheng TV is currently broadcasting is a cartoon called Shenlong Fighter.

The content is that a child in an island country was summoned by a dragon and came to a strange world, this world has a big mountain, which looks like a super giant hamburger from a distance, layer by layer, with seven layers, called Creation Mountain.

The protagonist met a few friends here, Zhang Han remembered very clearly the yellow-haired Tiger King, the green-haired "Simidu", and the Hippopotamus face Master Shibaragu. He still remembers that when he watched this animation with Zhang Tian when he was a child, they deliberately called Shi Balagu Shi Jiu Lagu, which was funny when he thought about it.

The influence of this cartoon in Tongcheng is still quite large, and the handsome appearance of the dragon fighter once became the favorite of the majority of primary school students. Roadside kiosks and street stalls also have a lot of small toys based on dragon fighters. The cheapest one is only five cents, and it is about the size of an eraser when assembled, and the plastic material, even the color is solid, how simple and simple it is, but children just like it. Of course, there are also more expensive ones, there is a hardcover version for three yuan, with a simple sticker inside, which can be glued to more important parts, and the assembled block is larger than the five-cent one.

What's more expensive is the five-dollar deluxe version, and the five-dollar one has a special carton packaging, and the assembled parts inside are also very beautiful, all of which are already sprayed colors, and the assembly is larger than a Rubik's Cube, and the workmanship is not bad.

Of course, there is also the most expensive super luxury, for twenty-five yuan, this one does not need to be assembled, it is a toy that has been installed, and it also comes with several shells and weapons, which is definitely an artifact-level toy for elementary school students. It's just a pity that there are really few parents who are willing to spend twenty-five on toys for their children in this era, so the commissary doesn't dare to buy such expensive goods.

Zhang Han only saw it once at a commissary near the school, and it didn't take long for someone to buy it, and then he never saw the same toy again. At that time, he also longed for himself to have such a toy, in fact, he longed for a lot of toys, including the Doll of the Saint Seiya, the kind of holy clothes that can be removed, it costs twenty-five yuan, and there is the Pokemon gift bag, there are sixteen small dolls and three pet balls, almost more than thirty yuan.

These were all toys that he desperately longed for when he was a child, but unfortunately he had no money at that time, and his family had no money, and his pocket money was only five cents a day, so he could only get over it and couldn't afford it at all.

He can buy it now, but unfortunately he doesn't like it anymore.

Including watching animation now,It's more of a nostalgia.,Animation itself,From his current point of view,,The attraction is far less than in the previous life.。 The painting style is naïve, the plot is naïve, and the setting is naïve...... Compared with the blue meow naughty three thousand asks, the happy sheep gray wolf, the big head strong, etc., it is much better.

Watching the animation in his eyes, his mind was full of thoughts, and after a while he was a little hungry, and he took a bag of cookies from the refrigerator, and his mind wandered while eating the cookies.

It wasn't until half past seven in the evening, when it was already a little late outside, that my father came back temporarily and brought him dinner.

He runs a restaurant at home, so he can't starve him. Chef Zhang specially fried a fish-flavored shredded pork for him, and also fried a tomato egg. They are all very home-cooked dishes, but the taste is very good, Zhang Han ate very fragrantly, and ate half a bowl of rice more than usual. Well, maybe I'm hungry.

When he finished eating, his father went out again, and when he came back, it was already half past nine in the evening, and his mother also came back with him, and there were no more guests at the hotel, and it was the first day of opening, so he simply closed early. Although she didn't need to go into battle directly today, the fatigue level was obviously not much weaker than before.

Zhang Han went over to help his mother change her shoes and poured a glass of water and brought it over. Mom didn't care that the water temperature was still relatively high, so she drank a large glass of water in one go, and it seemed that she was obviously very thirsty.

"Mom, you drink slowly, there's more."

Zhang Han looked at his mother's tired appearance and said with some distress.

"My son still knows how to care about his mother, and he's really grown up."

Luan Meiqin touched Zhang Han's head melon and couldn't help laughing.

"I'm really tired of you today, come, take off your clothes and wash your face first."

Zhang Jianjun walked over and stretched out his hand to help his wife.

"Go, I'm not old enough to need your help."

Luan Meiqin knocked Zhang Jianjun's hand away in disgust, and then reached out and took the small bag she was carrying.

"I'm tired, I'm not tired, I haven't worked much in a day. Let's take a look at today's income first, don't you just ask at noon? I just calculated, you can't think about how much money we transferred today......"

Luan Meiqin said, took out a small ledger from her bag, opened the ledger, and began to read out the specific data of today's day.

"We sold a total of 800 bowls of noodles today, 500 eggs were given away, and the rest, dried tofu was sold for seven pots, fried tofu was sold for three pots, meatballs were sold for three pots, and roast meat was sold for two pots. Plus more than a dozen stir-fried dishes sold tonight, and side dishes sold in one day. Not counting the cost of labor and storefronts, but only the cost of these things themselves, the net income of our noodle restaurant today is ......"

Speaking of this, Luan Meiqin paused slightly, and looked at her husband and son in front of her with a smile.

"How much, you say."

Zhang Jianjun asked a little anxiously, and Zhang Han also nodded again and again.

After the father and son's appetite was satisfied, Luan Meiqin suddenly turned the ledger in her hand and turned the side with the words facing forward.

"1200 !!"

Luan Meiqin said loudly with excitement on her face.

"What?"

Zhang Han and Zhang Jianjun's eyes widened at the same time, and their eyes were locked on the big four-digit number at the end of the ledger.

This number has completely exceeded Zhang Han's expectations.