It was a tiring day, but very rewarding.

Han Fei and Old Man Xu counted their harvest for the day. After deducting the cost of the hawthorns, their net income reached more than three thousand!

Old Xu grinned, showing his teeth: "If we work hard, we might be able to earn 100,000 a month!"

Old Xu had seen a lot of money before. Back when he was investing in stocks, his account had millions or tens of millions in turnover. But in recent years, he had really been afraid of being poor. Originally, he hoped to earn three hundred a day and ten thousand a month, but he never expected that it would far exceed his expectations.

"Old Han, you really weren't lying to me. Following me will bring you good fortune!"

Han Fei said calmly, "I don't plan to touch this money. Candied hawthorns aren't a long-term business."

"Such a good business, how can it not be a long-term business? If I could earn this much money every day, I would work until the day I die to save enough money for my future grandson to get married!"

Han Fei shook his head: "Children are fickle; they'll get tired of eating the same thing all the time. Those elderly people are buying it because they haven't had it for many years."

"We'll earn as much as we can! By the time they stop eating them and we can't sell our candied hawthorns anymore, we might have already made a lot of money!"

“Even if they don’t get tired of eating it, the supply is limited. Once we’ve stripped the hawthorn trees of the nearby houses bare, getting supplies will become a problem again, and it will be hard to find such low prices again. Our costs will go up, and we’ll earn less. The psychological gap will make you not want to continue.”

"I haven't thought that far ahead. I think if there are buyers, I should continue to do it, even if I earn a little less."

"Old Xu, don't reveal the details of the sugar-boiled hawthorn berries if anyone asks. Just say it's the same as regular candied hawthorn berries, except that they're specially flattened because they're sold to kids who are losing their baby teeth. There's nothing else special about it."

Are you sure someone will ask that?

Han Fei nodded firmly.

Old Xu was a man who made his fortune in the stock market. Although he was now down on his luck, he was still a shrewd man. He nodded seriously and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely protect our trade secrets."

Because they had made a lot of money today, Han Fei and Old Man Xu went to the market and bought a lot of good food, including crabs, sea bass, prawns, pork ribs...

Old Xu lives his own life and has some cooking skills, but he is still far inferior to Han Fei. At most, he can only help Han Fei with cooking.

After the children finished their homework, a table full of delicious dishes was already laid out on the table.

Steamed hairy crab, stir-fried sea bass slices with vinegar, deep-fried prawns, sweet and sour pork ribs, stir-fried broccoli, stir-fried cabbage with lamb slices, and stir-fried mushrooms with chicken breast.

All seven dishes were dishes that the seven children liked.

Han Chengda brought his younger siblings to the dining room, and was quite surprised to see a table full of delicious dishes.

He knew the two old men had gone out to buy groceries and would cook for themselves, but he didn't have high hopes. After all, how good could two scavengers be at cooking? If they were good at cooking, why didn't they work in a restaurant kitchen, or even as general laborers? That would be better than scavenging.

"This is my favorite sweet and sour fish fillets!" Han Rou cheered.

Then came Han Chengshan's laughter: "I didn't expect to find my favorite stir-fried prawns!"

Han Chengwu jumped up and down and clapped his hands: "They have my favorite sweet and sour pork ribs!"

Xiaoqi blinked her big eyes, her dimples sinking in: "There are mushrooms! Xiaoqi loves mushrooms! Sixth Brother, there are green flowers, you love them the most!"

Han Chengliu nodded: "That's broccoli, it's my favorite."

Han Chengsi looked thoughtfully at the pot of stir-fried cabbage and mutton slices. All seven dishes matched everyone's preferences, so it was no coincidence.

He walked up to Han Chengda and lowered his voice: "Brother, look at these steamed hairy crabs."

Han Chengda said in a muffled voice, "I saw it."

"These seven dishes were specially made for us."

"I can tell."

Is this considered his sincerity?

Han Chengda said coldly, "It's just a meal. There's a long road ahead."

"Perhaps we can choose to believe him."

"Heh, didn't Grandma choose to believe him back then? And what did she get in return? She never even saw him before she died! He was so close by!"

"Then let's observe further."

At the dinner table, Han Rou and the three children ate happily, while Han Chengda, Han Chengshan, and Han Chengsi each had their own thoughts and ate in silence.

After finishing her meal, Han Rou volunteered, "Grandpa, I'll wash the dishes!"

Han Chengwu raised his little hand: "I'll help too!"

Xiaoqi chimed in, "Xiaoqi wants to help too!"

Han Chengliu pulled his sister away, saying, "Xiaoqi, don't make things worse! Last time after I finished washing up, you said you'd stay with me, but you ended up playing with the dish soap and blowing bubbles, wasting the whole bottle. I haven't forgotten that!"

Xiao Qi puffed out her cheeks angrily: "Hmph! Sixth Brother is mean! Xiao Qi doesn't remember! Xiao Qi didn't!"

Han Fei couldn't let Han Rou finish washing up, so he shooed her away, saying, "Go recite your lessons and review your homework."

Old Xu chuckled as he cleared away the dishes, “Your grandfather and I had already discussed it. He will cook and prepare the dishes, and I will wash the pots and pans. You two can go and learn.”

"I'm going out for a bit. Second sister, please look after your younger siblings."

After Han Chengda finished speaking, he prepared to leave. Han Fei sensed something was wrong, stepped forward to block his way, and asked, "Did you forget something at school?"

"without."

"Where are you going so late?"

"I made an appointment with someone."

Are you going out with your friends?

Han Chengda's face darkened, and he said impatiently, "Get out of my way."

Han Fei chuckled, "Grandpa's been busy all day and wants to get some fresh air. How about we go for a walk together?"

Han Chengda ignored him and kept walking forward.

Han Fei followed slowly behind him, neither too close nor too far, about five steps away.

Han Chengda arrived at an apartment building, glanced at Han Fei behind him, and walked straight in without saying a word.

Han Chengda knocked on the door of Room 301.

A middle-aged woman opened the door, her face beaming with smiles: "Han, you're here! My son has a lot of questions he can't answer, please come and teach him."

Han Chengda glanced at Han Fei before entering the room and then slammed the door shut.

Han Fei: "..."

Is this kid tutoring someone?

Han Fei breathed a sigh of relief, but it came far too soon, because the sounds of shouting, fighting, and smashing things came from inside room 301.

"Who needs your teaching! Han Chengda, don't think you're so great!"

"I like her so much, why should she like you! You poor wretch, you piece of trash, you want to make money off my family? No way!"

"Mom, kick him out!"

"Stop messing around. If you keep going like this, you won't get into high school. I invited Han, the top student, to come here. You should learn from him and stop thinking about puppy love!"

"Are you trying to force me? Today, either he gets out, or I'll jump off this building!"

"This is the third floor, you won't die even if you jump." Han Chengda's voice was cold and ruthless.

Han Fei, who was about to knock on the door, was speechless. Did this kid not want to make this money anymore?

As expected, none of the parents could tolerate this, and they immediately kicked Han Chengda out.

The door slammed shut in front of Han Chengda. Han Chengda stood in front of the door, turned his head, and looked into Han Fei's eyes.

Han Chengda pursed his lips, lowered his head, and went downstairs.

Han Fei followed closely behind.

The whole way was silent. After leaving the apartment, I stood at the bottom of the building and looked up. I saw a roguish-looking guy standing by the window. When he saw Han Chengda, he gave me a bright smile, a victorious smile, proud and arrogant.

Han Fei sighed: "We clearly don't get along, so why did we take this job?"

Han Chengda said coldly, "If there's business, we'll take it. Do we need a reason?"

He's short of money, so he'll make money whenever he has it. Nothing else matters to him.

"But now this deal has fallen through."

So you're making fun of me?

"No, I want to ask how much money you can make from this deal?"

“He’s bad at math, so I only need to tutor him in math. It’s 100 yuan an hour, one hour a day from Monday to Friday, and two and a half hours a day on weekends.”

"One thousand a week?"

"Yes. The monthly exam results will be out in a month. I'll get 100 yuan for every point I improve."

How much improvement do you think he can achieve?

"With my tutoring, the score should improve by ten to fifteen points in the monthly exam a month from now."

"Then you can earn about 5,500 yuan a month."

"yes."

“Grandson, Grandpa will give you six thousand a month. Why don’t you work for Grandpa? It’s the same. One hour a day from Monday to Friday, and two and a half hours a day on weekends.”

Han Chengda stared at Han Fei with a questioning look in his eyes.