Then, Chi Chan posted the first video she had finished.
The video features one of Zhang Qiaoyue's most popular boxed meals—stir-fried beef with yellow peppers.
Stretching, Chi Chan turned to look at Zhang Qiaoyue, who was still preparing food in the kitchen.
Besides studying, Chi Chan would usually spend an hour helping Zhang Qiaoyue prepare food.
Zhang Qiaoyue was busy editing videos today, so she had to prepare the food by herself, and she's still not finished.
Chi Chan and Zhang Qiaoyue joked, "Mom—the video is ready!"
"When you become famous and start doing commercials, you have to give me more pocket money!"
Get out of the way!
"Don't waste my time, go study. You've wasted so much time on this stuff today, do you even have the energy to study?"
After Zhang Qiaoyue finished speaking, she felt that Chi Chan was being delusional: "If you can become famous by posting a few videos, then everyone would do that, and who would do the work?"
"Isn't that right?"
Sooner or later, we'll all live in an era where everyone is a self-media creator!
Chi Chan said half-jokingly.
She knew her mother didn't believe her, but Chi Chan believed in herself!
You should know that there are quite a few accounts with millions of followers that have the same content as her mother, but they haven't even created an account yet!
Chi Chan spent more than ten minutes helping her mother finish up the work before going inside to study.
Completely unaware that Zhang Qiaoyue immediately mobilized the power of her family and friends groups to help Chi Chan forward, like, and save the post.
Following the previous competitor, stalls outside the No. 1 Middle School of the city sprang up overnight like mushrooms after rain, selling everything from cold noodles, cold rice noodles, and cold skin noodles to pancakes, barbecue, fried skewers, braised rice noodles, hot and sour rice noodles, and spicy hot pot...
It has everything.
Faced with this rapidly developing food street, the students were experiencing a bit of decision paralysis.
As a veteran who witnessed the development of the snack street, Zhang Qiaoyue's boxed lunch stall still occupies an important position.
Especially with the support of various magazines and novels about trauma, its dominant position is unshakeable.
With her lightning-fast shipping speed, Zhang Qiaoyue even secured a regional agency for a magazine.
In just two months since she started her boxed lunch business, Zhang Qiaoyue has already expanded her business scope and personnel structure.
Yes, personnel structure.
Zhang Qiaoyue finally agreed to let Chi Chan add more people.
She specifically hired a quick and efficient aunt from the neighborhood to help with the kitchen.
We pay the aunt 80 yuan a day.
Their business scope has also successfully expanded to the construction site across the street.
The boxed meals on construction sites mainly consist of oily and greasy dishes, such as braised pig's head, stewed pig's trotters with soybeans, and stir-fried pork with chili peppers. These are always the main dishes on construction site boxed meals.
The boxed meals at the construction site cost ten yuan each, which is two yuan more expensive than the eight yuan in the canteen.
But the workers preferred to buy boxed lunches from Zhang Qiaoyue.
They're all oily meat dishes, delicious but not greasy.
It's rich in oil and fat, plentiful and filling; one meal can keep you full for most of the day.
Unlike the cafeteria, where your stomach starts growling again within two hours of eating.
After the business at the construction site took off, Zhang Qiaoyue discovered that although she was selling meat and vegetables, the daily profit was comparable to that of the school due to the large volume.
Based on Zhang Qiaoyue's work ethic, the school's daily boxed lunch business yielded a net profit of around 500 to 600 yuan, while the construction site's net profit was slightly lower, around 500 yuan.
Excluding school and construction site holidays, Zhang Qiaoyue's net monthly income is about 30,000 yuan.
One month's income is equivalent to almost half a year's income before.
Perhaps it's because my wallet has gotten fatter recently.
When Chi Chan asked for a laptop, Zhang Qiaoyue's first reaction wasn't "What do you need that for?", but rather she readily agreed.
Of course, Zhang Qiaoyue's straightforwardness was also related to Chi Chan's significant improvement in his midterm exam scores.
From average scores in the initial placement test to the current midterm exam.
With Linda's meticulous guidance, Chi Chan's grades successfully rose to the upper-middle level of the class.
Ranked 823rd in the grade.
The total score was 763, an improvement of 43 points compared to the preliminary test.
Chi Chan was very satisfied with this improvement.
Chi Chan chose science in her previous life, and this life is no exception.
Therefore, she basically had no time to study politics, history, and geography.
In this midterm exam, the average score for politics, history, and geography was 5 points lower than that for the diagnostic test.
In other words, Chi Chan improved her score by a total of 58 points in six subjects: Chinese, Mathematics, English, Physics, Chemistry, and Biology.
Each subject improved by approximately ten points.
The No. 1 High School in the city gathers the top students from the whole province and city. Everyone here is a top student. If you slack off a little today, I will seize the opportunity to surpass you tomorrow.
Chi Chan felt that in this situation where it was like rowing against the current, if you didn't move forward, you would fall behind.
She was very satisfied with the significant improvement she had made in just one month.
This is a significant improvement.
But Zhang Qiaoyue was clearly not satisfied.
"Xiao Chan, work even harder in the final exams and try to get into the top 100 in your grade!"
Upon hearing this, Chi Chan silently rolled her eyes.
She has already given it her all to reach this level in the midterms.
Zhang Qiaoyue actually demanded that Chi Chan be in the top 100 of the grade by the end of the semester!
Chi Chan just wants to say: Mom, go wash up and go to bed, you can have anything in your dreams!
Zhang Qiaoyue is even better at exposing people than Linda.
"Ah—" Linda, who was sitting in the classroom doing physics problems, touched her nose.
"Ha—who's thinking of you, Da Ge?"
Zhuo Zhiyuan popped out from behind Lin Da and slammed the math problems in front of Lin Da.
Get out of my way!
Linda picked up the math problems and threw them behind her.
"Hey, Da-ge, can you do me a favor? How do I solve this problem? Can I borrow your homework for reference?"
Zhuo Zhiyuan quickly took the book, grinned, and approached Lin Da, reaching out his other hand to grab the math problems from the corner of Lin Da's desk.
"Smack—"
He slammed the pen hard against the back of Zhuo Zhiyuan's hand, and Zhuo Zhiyuan gasped.
The food has been pretty good lately, and a poke on the back of my hand leaves a little dimpled. Linda's slap really hurt!
"I'll return it to you when I'm done!"
Zhuo Zhiyuan, holding his math problems, nimbly dodged Lin Da's outstretched leg, his agility hardly befitting a 180-pound fat man!
Watching Zhuo Zhiyuan walk away, Lin Da shook her head helplessly.
Zhuo Zhiyuan's grades dropped, and his weight increased.
Zhuo's father should keep Zhuo Zhiyuan at home after school and personally supervise his studies.
Requiring Zhuo Zhiyuan to attend evening self-study sessions at school was like a fish out of water.
Just as Linda was starting to get an idea for an extra credit question, a math workbook blocked her way, interrupting her train of thought.
Linda raised her hand and smacked above her head.
Sure enough—the nimble fat man dodged it again!
"Brother Da - what do you think of the suggestion my sister Chan made?"
Have you thought about it carefully?
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