The first peasant girl of splendid elegance

Chapter 114 Buying someone (2)
"Well, if this is the case, the work in the store will not go home. During the four days from New Year's Eve to the third day of the first month, the wages will be distributed in three times, and on the night of New Year's Eve, everyone will get together for a meal. For the New Year's Eve dinner, let's cook the noodles as the high-quality ones in our restaurant." She looked at the paper in her hand and said.

These words caused countless exclamations from the surroundings. Those who don’t go home are paid three times the wages, and they are served in the upper class. It’s so good.

Hearing the voices of the crowd, Jun Yao looked up in confusion and asked, "Uncle Cao, don't I have the right?"

If not, she will deduct it from the evildoer's salary, and it cannot be deducted from her anyway.

"No, there are some, and you are also a half-owner, so you can do whatever you say." The young master should not object.

Hearing what he said, Jun Yao was relieved.

Then, he handed the three pieces of paper in his hand to the two chefs, saying: "Two masters, here are three recipes, please take a look at them carefully first, if there is anything you don't understand, I will make it for you when I come back at noon You see."

Hearing that it was a recipe again, the faces of the two chefs showed joyful smiles. It was originally their Fortune branch, but they had the lowest income among the many branches. It’s not because of other things, but because the people in Qingshan Town seem to be particularly good at cooking. To live a life, except for a few wealthy households, ordinary people rarely come.

But ever since they learned Junxie's recipe, many people have come here especially for the duck blood vermicelli soup, which has been greatly sought after.

A dish of lion head, a dish of Dongpo pork, and a dish of spicy fish are all essential meat dishes on the Chinese New Year table.

The workmanship and sequence inside are very accurate, and even how much seasoning is added, the specific data is also given, so for the two chefs, it is actually clear at a glance, but no matter how detailed it is for you The recipes made by this person will vary from person to person, so it depends on the heat.

In fact, Junxie wanted to serve hot pot. It is definitely the most beautiful thing for a family to gather around a mouthful of steaming hot pot in winter.

Thinking about it, Jun Yao decided that this year's New Year's Eve dinner, his family will eat this.

"In the spring of next year, I plan to dig a fish pond. By that time, our restaurant will have a lot of fish, as well as crabs, and ducks. The ducks can also be cooked deliciously, and there are dozens of ways to make them. Let's work hard next year. If the revenue and net profit of all stores reach 1000 million at the end of the year, we will all share dividends.”

"Okay! We have the confidence to lead us." Cao Ruxing said excitedly.

You must know that in the last one month or so, they have earned more money than in the usual two months. This is a great joy.

In the end, he briefly said something, and then Junxie went upstairs to Qingchen Bookstore with the two children.

Qingchen Bookstore has only been in Qingshan Town for three or four years, and there are not many people coming and going. After all, the four miles and eight villages here are all rural areas, and there are not many people who can really afford to go to school. But it can also maintain daily expenses.

Behind a desk near the south wall of the main hall, a middle-aged man wearing a scarf was holding a book and reading it. The teacup in front of him was half covered, and hot air was slowly wafting through the room.

The old man at the front counter was dozing off with his eyes closed, and the morning sun shone through the open door onto his body, making him feel warm.

Leading the two children into the bookshop, she saw an elegant silence. Sure enough, no matter how many times she came, Junmai always felt very comfortable. When she was in college, she spent most of her time in the library except for classes.

As if sensing that someone was coming, the middle-aged man sitting behind the desk said to the old man behind the counter, "Old man, we have guests."

The old man just opened his eyes, and before he woke up, he heard Jun Yao say, "This is Song Qingchen, Mr. Song?"

When Song Qingchen heard this, he raised his head from the book and looked at Junxi standing at the door.

Although she was surprised how she knew his name, but when she saw a little doll next to him, she thought about it.

"It's me, what's the matter with this lady?"

"Mr. Song, the little lady heard that he is very knowledgeable. He used to work in the Imperial Academy, and now he will be four years old after my son's birthday. I would like to ask Mr., can I accept my son as a student?"

Song Qingchen was about [-] years old, and he looked like he had a long book fragrance, and his temperament was very unique. He didn't have the pedanticness of a literati, nor did he have the arrogance of a generation of great scholars.

"Song has been unable to become an official, let alone teach, this lady, please go back." He was very straightforward.

Jun Yao was not surprised, "Mr. Song, little women don't want their children to become officials, but sir, as the saying goes, one should live and learn, even if one does not become an official, one should constantly enrich oneself. Studying is not just For a certain official, isn't it?"

"Live and learn?" He was slightly taken aback.

"That's right, sir, don't you often read books to enrich yourself? So please, Mr. Song, think about it." Jun Xi smiled slightly.

His gaze shifted from Jun Yao to the little guy next to him, and he saw that his lips were red and his teeth were white, and his birth was extremely outstanding, and a child with such a good-looking appearance would definitely be extraordinary when he grew up, but he really didn't want to teach others any more. I am really disappointed with the imperial court, otherwise I would not have to resign from my official position and live in seclusion in a small town to open a bookstore.

"Mr. Song, please accept Wuyou as a student. Wuyou will definitely not disappoint you." The little guy also took two steps forward, clasped his fists and bowed towards Song Qingchen.

Song Qingchen looked at his small body standing upright, but in fact, he was very impressed with the mother and son, and was surprised that she used to "be her own master".

What he didn't expect was that she would come to him to teach her son, and she even knew his name.

"My lady, how did you know Song's name?" He was a little curious.

Jun Yao smiled and said, "The little lady listened to what Ning Yuejin said."

"Ning..." Song Qingchen was stunned, "You mean the second master in Beijing?"

There is only one Ning Yuejin in the world, right?
"Exactly! Otherwise, how would the little lady know Mr.'s name." She nodded.

Song Qingchen thinks about it, and it is true. She is just a village woman, how can she know things that are far away from the court, and since she came to Qingshan Town, she has lived in seclusion, so no one knows her.

"Since it was recommended by the second master, Song will make an exception to accept this student today." He stroked his beard and said.

"Thank you, Mr. Song." Jun Yao blessed himself again.

In fact, she thinks that she is very knowledgeable, but in this era, apart from knowing a little, she is completely unable to teach her son, otherwise she would not give it to others to teach. Mr. Liang, you misunderstood my son.

(End of this chapter)