The restaurant was going to be moved, and Song Ruan planned to add some staff.

Handymen and waiters are easy to find, but good cooks are hard to find.In fact, Song Ruan is not particularly satisfied with the current cook. He generally doesn't talk about cooking skills, and he is not very hardworking. Apart from cooking to deal with guests, his sense of presence is very low.

No matter when, hard-working people are always more popular than the former.

On this day, Song Ruan was discussing the table style of the new restaurant with Zhang Shusheng, when Shaoyang suddenly came.

"Young Master Song."

Shao Yang entered the door, first smiled embarrassedly, then scratched his head, "My parents liked the food you gave me last time, so I came here today to ask for more."

"You're welcome, just wait a moment, I'll help you later."

As Song Ruan said, he lowered his head and said a few words to Zhang Shusheng.

Shaoyang was not in a hurry, he pulled out a chair next to Song Ruan and was about to sit down, when he heard Song Ruan and the others discuss sporadically, "I think a round table is better, it won't trip you up, and it can seat a lot of people .”

"also."

Shao Yang's appetite was whetted when he heard the two of them say only these two sentences, and asked curiously, "What are you talking about? Is the restaurant going to change tables?"

Song Ruan told him about it.

"Going to move?"

Shaoyang was also overjoyed, after all this was a good thing for Song Ruan, of course he was happy.

Furthermore, the restaurant will be moved to the city, so it will be more convenient for him to come here in the future, and he can even stay in the restaurant all day long.

Shaoyang was ready to move, "Have you chosen your address yet? If not, I still have a few friends who do this kind of business. I can use you to make friends."

He had a good plan. If he hadn't chosen a site yet, he could find a place closer to his home for Song Ruan.

Unexpectedly, Song Ruan smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry, the land and shops are ready."

Shaoyang was taken aback, "So fast? Where is the land? Where did you buy it? Let me help you refer."

Song Ruan said an address, "I went to see it, the appearance and location are very good. Boss Zhou gave it to me, and I did him a little favor a while ago, so..."

"........."

Shao Yang, whose family background is not as rich as Boss Zhou's, was a little depressed. He cheered up and said, "That's it... By the way, I know that several carpenters do good crafts. Why don't you leave this to me? I'll help you out." , guarantee your satisfaction!"

"……thank you."

Song Ruan was speechless for a moment, but still said, "It's just that I have already asked my brother for this matter, so..."

"..."

Shao Yang, who was hit by the second blow, was abnormally injured. There was no moment when he realized the fact that he was not only rich, but also incompetent than his elder brother.

"Ok?"

Yang Yuan was walking over with a fresh pear in his mouth, and was surprised to see Shaoyang leaving with his tail between his legs, so he took the pear away, "Why did he leave so early today?" gone?"

He obviously hasn't stared at anyone yet.

"do not know."

Song Ruan shook his head, he looked at the remaining half of the pear in Yang Yuan's hand, and started the education class subconsciously, "You can't share the pears, eat them all later and don't waste them... wait, where did you get them?" pears?"

"Eat?"

As Yang Yuan said, he stuffed the pear into his mouth and ate it in a hurry, leaving only one core.

Then he freed one hand to fumble around in the wide sleeve, and after a long time, he found a juicy peach, "Hmm."

Song Ruan was used to Yang Yuan taking something out of his sleeve from time to time.

He took the peach, and when he touched it, he knew that it must be delicious because it had thin skin and plenty of flesh.

Song Ruan hadn't uttered the words of praise when she saw Yang Yuan touching his sleeve again and then let out a huff.

He muttered with a strange expression, "I picked two of them on purpose, why are they gone?"

Of course Song Ruan couldn't compete with Yang Yuan for food, "Otherwise—"

"never mind."

Yang Yuan raised his head and asked, "Is there any saying that these peaches cannot be shared?"

"........."

At that moment, Song Ruan felt that the air was about to freeze.

He looked at Yang Yuan's suspicious gaze, swallowed hard, "No, but—"

"That's good."

Yang Yuan said that he was about to go to the kitchen, and said while walking, "Wait a minute, I'll get a knife and divide the peaches, half for you and half for me."

"Do not……"

Before Song Ruan had time to refuse, Yang Yuan got into the kitchen excitedly.

Zhang Shusheng, who was forced to witness the whole process while doing accounts at the counter, "..."

Later, Song Ruan still couldn't refuse Yang Yuan's kindness, so he had to eat half of it.

Originally, he thought that he just pretended not to know about this matter, and just fooled it.

Unexpectedly, when she returned home at night, Yang Yuan fluttered her sleeves unwillingly, and even shook out the remaining peach that was lost during the day.

"..."

Song Ruan said that peaches are delicious, with thin skin and plenty of flesh, sweet in the mouth...

That is, he probably doesn't want to eat this kind of fruit any more in his life.

Song Ruan discussed with everyone in the restaurant for two days, and finally finalized the styles of tables and chairs, bound them into a book and handed them over to Song Yue, who was responsible for the purchase.

During this period, Song Ruan still maintained the daily operation of the old restaurant.

I don't know where it came from. Song Ruan always felt that when he moved to a new restaurant, the system that had been silent for a long time would start to work.

And when the time comes to update the system with new tasks, it may not be possible for him to continue to take advantage of the previous loopholes.

It was also at this time that Song Ruan had a new idea.

Because of the smooth weather in this dynasty, there are no foreign enemies or internal troubles, so the court is particularly tolerant of the development of commerce.

There is a long street outside the square at the foot of the capital. People come and go, and it is very lively. Usually, hawkers come to hawk, and there is no need to pay protection fees to occupy seats, and the principle of first come, first served is followed.

Song Ruan planned to use this small booth to make Nanshan Restaurant famous.

The next day, there was a flatbed cart and a girl in the snack street outside Dongfangfang.

Most of the vendors in the snack street know each other and are very friendly. When they saw the newcomer, an old lady walked over to give her instructions on how to store things and how to yell later to save energy and attract customers.

"girl,"

The aunt said a lot, then looked at her decent clothes, and asked suspiciously, "I don't think you are short of money, why do you come here to take this public business?"

Lu Luo smiled, but didn't answer Madam directly.

She uncovered the porridge bucket that had been removed from the car, and then served a bowl of fresh and hot pumpkin and millet porridge for the aunt, and said with a smile, "Thank you for teaching me, auntie...this bowl of porridge is my treat." gone."

"You're welcome, it's not easy for a big guy to come out and do business, let alone a little girl like you, you don't have to help."

The aunt knew that she avoided answering, and she didn't mind, she took the bowl of porridge and sniffed it, and suddenly said in surprise, "This porridge smells so good..."

It was obviously just a bowl of the most ordinary rice porridge with small pieces of pumpkin floating on it, but it exuded a charming, unimaginable attraction.

The aunt couldn't help but leaned closer to smell it, and then tried to take a sip from the edge of the bowl.

The pumpkin is sweet and the millet is fragrant.

The simplest of the two has created such a delicious taste, which melts in the mouth, although it is sweet but not greasy.

The dense moisture drifted over the porcelain bowl, and the aunt's fingers pressed tightly against the side of the bowl, regardless of the hot porridge, she raised her neck hastily, and drank it up after a few gurgles.

"Girl, did you make this porridge?"

After the auntie finished her porridge, she reluctantly licked the corner of her mouth and rolled the millet around her lips, "How much is your bowl of porridge?"

The sweet and soft taste seemed to be still in her throat. The aunt thought that if it was not expensive, she might buy a bowl to eat.

Luluo shook her head, then stretched out two fingers.

The aunt couldn't help but click her tongue, she didn't expect that this bowl of porridge would cost two copper coins...

I knew that the sweet-scented osmanthus cakes she sells cost only one copper plate.This porridge actually costs two, which is a bit expensive for the aunt.

She sighed and sat back in her seat resentfully.

As the rooster crowed for the first time, more and more people were on the street.

Some went out to do business, some went to see a doctor, and some went to Beijing for fun...

After a while, the street was already full of people coming and going.

Increased traffic means more potential customers.

Sure enough, even though Luluo was sitting there doing nothing but playing with a small fan, someone couldn't bear curiosity and walked towards her.

"Little girl, do you sell porridge?" the man asked.

Luluo clicked on a wooden sign in front of her stall, and repeated the words on it, "Pumpkin and millet porridge."

The man looked at it, took a few steps forward and lifted the lid of the pot on his own initiative, the tempting scent from inside rushed into his nostrils, he took a deep breath, and the glutton in his stomach began to wriggle up.

"Little girl, how do you sell this porridge?"

Luluo rolled his eyes at him, and went forward to cover the pot tightly to prevent the cold air from getting in to cool the porridge, and then she made a two-hand gesture.

"Two cents? Bring me a bowl."

Luluo shook her head, "Wrong, it's two taels of silver."

"..."

The man and the lady next door were shocked.

The man was silent for a while, and it took a long time before he managed to say, "A bowl of porridge for two taels of silver???"

Is the girl stupid or is he stupid?

"Two taels of silver, one cent cannot be more and one cent cannot be less."

Luluo said seriously.

This is the first errand that the young master entrusts to her, she can't mess it up.

"You... Do you think you are a fool? Is this pumpkin and millet porridge mixed with gold? Why is it so expensive?"

The man said angrily, "Are you here for business?"

His voice was loud, and there were many people here, which quickly attracted everyone's attention.

"What's the matter? Why did the man get naughty with a little girl?"

"I don't know, go and have a look, don't look for trouble."

"I heard that the woman sells a bowl of porridge for two taels of silver. She is really black-hearted."

"Two taels of silver for a bowl of porridge?? This... this porridge is more expensive than human beings??"

Soon, a bunch of people gathered in this small stall, most of them came to watch the fun.

But the man still refused to let go, "Tell me, since you asked for two taels of silver, what is there worth two taels of silver?"

Luluo can also hold her breath, and just let him make trouble.As long as you don't smash your own booth, the bigger the matter, the better.

"You are a big man, what do you care about with other little girls?"

Suddenly someone in the crowd said, "Since this porridge costs two taels of silver, I'll give it a try and see if it's worth the price."

As she spoke, she clapped her hands on the table in front of Luluo.

Luluo raised her eyes and saw two taels of silver on it, and heard the man say with a smile, "Girl, serve the porridge."

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