My beloved wife is reborn, let's get divorced, Mr. Prime Minister

The businesses around her are getting bigger and bigger. She may not be able to handle it all by herself even if she works herself to death. She doesn't know how to lead others, so she can only work until she dies.

It is better to make your own decisions than to ask gods for advice. On the one hand, she hopes that the people around her can have the ability to survive without relying on others.

On the other hand, these maids grew up with her and are her confidantes. Sooner or later, they will be able to stand on their own and manage a business independently.

Some experiences are gained silently from one thing after another, and she also believes in these people around her.

Qiuyue twisted the handkerchief in her hand, her face flushed, "Miss, since you trust me so much, I will definitely not let you down."

Song Qingcheng encouraged him again, "We believe in you!" She reached out and tidied a strand of hair on Qiuyue's forehead, "Your sister Xia He has been taking care of Hua Xiangrong for so long. Although the food and clothing seem different, the principles are actually the same. Study hard. The girl is optimistic about you! If you don't understand, you can ask me!"

Qiuyue nodded vigorously.

Qiuyue will certainly have no problem eating vegetarian food, and the procedure is relatively simple. It is the perfect way for Qiuyue to practice, and it is also easy to build up her confidence.

"After the New Year, you can choose a shop from ours to eat vegetarian food. What's the name and what's the food? It's up to you and I."

Song Qingcheng completely delegated power. At the beginning, she would definitely make mistakes, suffer losses, and take detours, but Song Qingcheng was not worried. On the contrary, people learn from their mistakes. It was just right to take some small money and pay some small price to train people.

Only then can she feel at ease to distribute larger assets.

For Qiuyue, being able to turn her hobby into her career was something she had never dared to imagine before.

Her girl...what good deeds did she do in her previous life to have a fairy master like Song Qingcheng who is so kind and generous to others.

Qiuyue was different from other family-born children like Chunyu, Xiahe and Dongmei since she was a child. She was sold to the general's mansion by her parents when she was four or five years old.

Perhaps because of this, she always felt that she was a little different from her other sisters, so she was very cautious in everything and developed an extremely sensitive character.

But Song Qingcheng's words just now made her realize that some things were just her overthinking, and she secretly made up her mind.

Dongmei and the others also said, "We all believe in you, just go for it!"

Qiuyue nodded vigorously.

At this time, the servant came in and reported that Xie Wan Ning went to the inner prison to see Xie.

Song Qingcheng nodded, "Yes! They can't make any waves." Even her mother-in-law couldn't make any waves.

He ordered his men to continue following and report back to him immediately if there was any movement.

In her previous life, Song Qingcheng was the busiest person during the New Year and other holidays, but after her rebirth, she is the most relaxed.

In her previous life, she had to plan the entire family banquet, worry about the interpersonal relationships at the end of the year, and worship ancestors. She also had a mother-in-law and sister-in-law who were always making trouble. These things were not difficult, but they were very trivial, enough to make people worry.

In a family with many members, the most important thing is to keep everything equal. However, human hearts are not so easy to balance. When the New Year comes, more people in this mansion act like troublemakers.

It is often a thankless job and no one sees her hard work.

Compared with now, it is like heaven and earth. Song Qingcheng enjoys it all.

She also gave a big red envelope to every servant, maid and housekeeper in the yard. The whole yard was filled with joy, and everyone held the heavy red envelopes to express their gratitude to her.

She cannot pursue this, but wealth is a circulatory thing. No matter how much money should be spent, it must be spent, and no matter how little money should not be spent, it should not be spent recklessly.

In the evening, Song Qingcheng asked people to set off big fireworks, and a rich buffet was set up in the yard. The maids, servants, housekeepers, and shop owners who had finished their work could call their children, wives, parents, and parents to the yard to have New Year's Eve dinner together if they wished.

There was no coercion, it was completely voluntary, and we even lit a charcoal fire. Even in winter, it didn't feel too cold in the yard.

However, Song Qingcheng is also considering getting a bigger house next year so that it will look more presentable.

A lot of effort was put into the banquet, with steamed lamb, steamed bear paw, steamed deer tail, roast duck, roast chicken, roast goose, braised pork, braised duck, sauced chicken, bacon, pine flower tripe, dried meat, sausage, assorted Su plate, smoked chicken tripe, steamed eight-treasure pork, glutinous rice stuffed duck, canned pheasant, canned quail, and braised assorted items... There were more than a hundred dishes, it was dazzling.

There are also Qiuyue’s own snacks, such as durian pastry, apple pastry, five-nut crispy cake, egg yolk pastry...wife cake, crispy fried soybean cake, soft fat cake, step-by-step cake, jade bean cake, hawthorn cake, lotus seed cake, dragon beard cake, lily syrup, lotus seed syrup, egg milk, ginger milk, double skin milk, white fungus stewed with papaya, and sesame dumplings.

There is a dazzling array of everything, it's simply dazzling. I have never seen such a grand occasion before.

"Daddy, Mommy!"

Are these all edible? Some little kids drooled at the sight of all the food.

"Yes, yes, be good, let's eat later, okay?"

Some family members even applauded, "Oh my God, I have never seen so many delicious foods in my life. Son, you must work hard for the boss. If you don't, I will break your legs!"

"I see, mother. Is your daughter the kind of ungrateful person?"

Another old man said, "My son has made it big, it's worth it even if I die."

"Dad, it's a great day, why are you saying these unlucky words?"

The shopkeeper who worked under Song Qingcheng complained on the surface, but he was extremely proud in his heart.

For a moment, the crowd was noisy and full of admiration and amazement.

Song Qingcheng opened another table by herself in Chunhetang.

Not to mention that the buffet was filled with delicacies from land and sea that they would not be willing to eat on a normal day. This was a dinner treat from the wife of Minister Pei, the eldest daughter of the general's mansion, and the owner of the shop. Any one of these identities was enough to make them feel flattered.

The four classes of people are divided into three categories: scholars, farmers, merchants and artisans. Merchants are the lowest class with the lowest social status and are often looked down upon by others.

They were a little nervous at first, but when they arrived at Pei Mansion, they truly felt respected.

It was so moving that it brought tears to people's eyes, and everyone secretly swore that they would never change such a boss even if they died.

Song Qingcheng had been waiting in the yard since the beginning, with a faint smile on her face, making people feel like they were in the spring breeze.