RDD 115
Our lives are gradually shaped these days. My wife and I beca much more intimate. So much that we wanted to keep ourselves together.
As for the kids. Sophia is adorable as always. She loves playing around and spending ti with her mother and Charlotte. Charlotte, the little girl neighbor, visited at least twice a week to play with Sophia.
She beca Sophia's big sister. Furthermore, she was a good influence on my daughter. Charlotte had music class so she couldn't visit us every day. But whenever she was with us, Sophia beca much livelier.
As for Roman... He started reading so books that I got goosebumps thinking about. I didn't know why he was curious about the theory of relativity and how economics works. To make the matter worst, Penelope was teaching him in her spare ti.
The business was going well. I had to beg my wife to take care of herself and let us three n work instead. In the end, after a long ti of 'convincing' her in bed, my wife reluctantly agreed instead.
She only visited us at least three tis a week. To be honest, I didn't know why she kept looking at our female custors. Perhaps she wanted to talk to them but she was shy.
The house was getting better. The ducks and chickens got bigger. They grew up together so they didn't fight. Sophia and Charlotte were happy seeing their cute pets growing up.
Unfortunately, two chickens and one duck died and we had to bury them in the garden. Sophia and Charlotte cried a lot that day. Roman even has to perform his best gaplay just to change their attention and make them forget the sadness.
There was not much to say. Our lives were just getting better.
Santiago and Waylen easily adjusted to the new schedule. At least we could sleep comfortably without waking up very early.
The shop garnered more custors every passing day. The power of the golden-waving cat was terrifying. On top of that, the burger recipe was from the System too. The burger was always sold out and we didn't have a problem closing the shop before 4 pm.
But to be sure, I only ordered 50 kilograms of beef every day. 50 kilograms of beef was enough to make 700 burger patties.
700 burgers were equivalent to 10,500 pesos once sold out. On top of that, we gained profit from selling beverages too. Around 1000 pesos was our profit from selling drinks.
In a way, we got more than 11,000 pesos everyday day.
My everyday expenses for buying ingredients were around 5,000 pesos. Minus the expenses, then the profit was around 6,000 pesos every day.
If soone was going to ask ... 6,000 pesos every day was God damn huge. A huge amount of money, just for a day's worth of work. I guess this was the reason why being a business owner was much better than being a worker.
Without knowing, I heard the system notification. I realized that I accomplished my mission.
"... It's just the third week."
I muttered and wiped my sweat. My forehead was drenched in sweat under the hot weather.
"Did you say sothing boss?"
Waylen glanced at after serving the order to one of our custors.
"Nothing." I shook my head.
Of course I didn't want to say that a certain System notified that I accomplished my mission of earning 100 thousand pesos. That might sound crazy and stupid.
Still... I couldn't believe that I generated 100 thousand pesos! A pure profit!
"I have to talk to my wife later..."
My wife held the bank account for the business. It was because I didn't want to keep it a secret from my wife.
Just like I said. In this country, in this household, won usually hold the money. It was a tradition, and I didn't want to break it. After all, I trust my wife.
We deposit 70% of the money in the bank every week since the business started. We left the remaining cash to settle our expenses.
"I want ten burgers."
"Ah, yes sir."
Because I was a little distracted, I didn't realize that soone wanted to order ten burgers... That was a lot of burgers.
"Sir, you have to wait at least five minutes to receive the order," I added.
"It's fine. I can wait."
Hearing that soone ordered ten burgers, Santiago and Waylen decided to cooperate. The two started grilling the patties and bread.
The two workers gradually beca friends after three weeks of interaction. n can easily beco friends. That was the truth.
Having a conversation once, we can already consider each other friends. n were very simple. Once you said that you like ass over tits, half of the n's population would beco your friends... I didn't know the specific statistics but I'm quite sure that n like tits and ass.
Santiago and Waylen even joked around sotis. While the three weeks of working with Waylen, I could see that he was a good person. However, I realized that he was a hard smoker.
Whenever we had free ti, Waylen would sneak out of the shop to hit so cigarettes... To be honest, I almost joined him.
Fortunately for , my wife was at that ti and she glared at . So I stopped my urge to touch a cigarette.
Apparently, I paid them quite well because Waylen could buy a box of Marlboro white without blinking. Well, I didn't have any right to tell them what they can do with their money. As long as Waylen was working efficiently, I didn't have a problem.
The month of March was just halfway through. Speaking of which, the sumr vacation was going to start. h, my son already passed kindergarten so it was not a thing I have to think about.
"Sumr, huh? I guess I have to keep my promise to Sophia. I have to bring her to sea."
"Boss, did you say sothing?" Waylen asked again.
"Nothing," I shook my head, again.
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