A few more days passed, and not only the people on North Street knew about Minshifu, but even the people living in South Street also knew that there was a restaurant on North Street.

It is said that the dishes inside are excellent, and it is said that there are several private rooms that ordinary people cannot enter.

Then who can enter?

Several people in the tea shop chatted and laughed together, talking about the newly opened restaurant.

There are two shopkeepers in this restaurant, several servants, and even a member. They have never heard the word "member".

What is a membership?

Several people looked at each other in blank dismay, then shook their heads.

The Lord being talked about is lying on the leisure chair at the moment, eating fresh fruit brought from the palace.

Fruits like lychees are royal tribute fruits. Except for the emperor and some favored concubines, where can ordinary people eat them?

Fortunately, Ye Chu was really fond of Wen Yao, not to mention these precious fruits, even if he wanted half of Da Chen's country, he would give it up.

"Master, today's portion is sold out." Shun An whispered next to him.

Wen Yao hummed lightly, and then asked, "Who are the people who came to eat recently?"

"Some are from North Street, some are from South Street, with different identities."

Wen Yao ate a grape, looked at him and said, "This won't work, you ask Zhou Yun to come over—and we need two more people to expand our restaurant."

"How does the master want to expand?"

"Let's start with the manpower. First of all, we need two people, male or female, in their early 20s, good-looking, and not too low in height." Wen Yao raised a finger.

"Secondly, I want to know where the people who come to eat in our restaurant are from, and the general situation of the family." He added another finger.

Shun'an listened carefully, afraid that he might not remember.

"Thirdly, we need to take the initiative." Wen Yao said: "Our dishes are good, but we can't just stay at the limit, that is to say, we need to constantly expand the popularity of Minshifu, let more people know, in There is a restaurant on North Street with excellent taste and various entertainment activities.”

"Finally, I hope that you will report to me every time, such as how many meals were sold today, how many diners were added today, how many members were added today, and so on."

Shun'an couldn't remember so many things in his mind. He remembered the latter and then forgot the former. Right now, he was looking at Wen Yao with a dazed expression, making Wen Yao laugh angrily.

"Okay." Wen Yao sat up, "Put pen and ink, I told you to write, and you will use this form in the future, and you must also prepare pen, ink, paper and inkstone for every report."

Da Chen's pens, inks, papers and inkstones are not considered extravagant items, and with the popularity of rice paper, anyone from a slightly better family can afford them.

After recording, Shun'an was careful, put the paper in his pocket very preciously, and left with a bow.

Not long after, Zhou Yun hurried over in a moon-dark yellow coarse linen gown, "Master, is your name small?"

Wen Yao nodded, sat on the carved wooden chair, took a sip of tea, and tapped the handle of the chair one after another, "There are two things you need to do, the first is to hold a meeting every time, you need Record what they reported at the meeting, and the second is to print a hundred copies of this rubbing, and then choose three of the five people led by Li Quan to go with you and Liu Qing to visit our capital."

"Give it to the right person when you meet them, and then tell them the approximate location of our restaurant."

Zhou Yun took the list and glanced at it. He didn't understand the meaning of the lottery, so he asked: "Master, what is the meaning of this lottery?"

"I can't tell you about the lottery draw now. If anyone asks you, just say that there is a surprise, and you don't need to explain it too clearly to them." Wen Yao spoke after speaking. Even if he explained the meaning of the lottery draw to him now, they probably would have listened. not understand.

"Boy, I'm going to find someone to get a rubbing." Saying so, he bowed his head and backed out.

Standing in front of Minshifu was a tall, handsome, handsome young man about seventeen or eighteen years old. The boy stared at the word Minshifu for a long time.

His name is Chen Yunfeng. His hometown was ravaged by floods, and Chenjia Village was seriously affected. Chen Yunfeng grew up with his grandmother, who was old and died in the flood disaster.

Afterwards, he came to the capital to join his relatives, who treated him fairly well after knowing that he was a scholar, but a manly man, although scholars don't do vulgar things, they can only carry them on their own shoulders when they run out of ammunition and food.

Hearing that Minshifu was recruiting workers, he decided to give it a try.

I heard that Minshifu is different from other places.

I heard that the food at Minshifu is very delicious, so he also wanted to eat a portion, but he came to Minshifu twice in a row and thanked customers behind closed doors. After inquiring, he found out that Minshifu has a share rule, and it only sells [-] yuan a day. copies, while supplies last.

He was hesitating whether to knock on the door, when the vermilion lacquered door opened from the inside with a clumsy creak.

Chen Yunfeng raised his head in response, and saw a man in his [-]s or [-]s stepping out, he froze in place immediately.

As soon as Zhou Yun came out, he saw a young man standing in front of the restaurant, so he tentatively asked, "My lord, do you want to eat?"

"No, Xiaosheng..." Chen Yunfeng's voice became stammered due to excessive nervousness, "I'm here—"

Seeing that he couldn't explain clearly, Zhou Yun saw that he was holding a piece of bright yellow rice paper in his hand. The content on it was obviously rubbed by someone before him. In the words of the master, it was called "recruitment information".

"You want us to work here?" Zhou Yun's eyes suddenly became scrutinized, even with a sense of scrutiny.

Chen Yunfeng became even more nervous, and could vaguely maintain a cautious nod on his face.

"What do you know?" Zhou Yun asked.

"I can write." Chen Yunfeng whispered.

"We have no shortage of literate people here."

As soon as the words fell, Chen Yunfeng looked shocked. In his opinion, there are not many people who can read and write in Chen Yunfeng. Who can go to a private school for children from ordinary families, and how many people can go to school?

And the folks at Minshifu can actually write?

In fact, he didn't know that these people could not write at first, such as Kong Wu, Shun'an, and Xiaode, but Wen Yao said that learning to write and write is the most basic in the world, and they must learn to read and write in order to have more room for development .

He also said that Minshifu will be bigger than it is now, and they will become shopkeepers or stewards of other restaurants. If they don't learn how to make the servants admire them, how can they develop and grow restaurants faster!

So let them recognize twenty characters a day and remember ten characters a day.

I thought everyone would complain, but after a few days, even Kong Wu had memorized a hundred or so words, let alone those that were particularly serious.

At this time, he told them that he could write for some reason, and his face became hot.

"What else do you want besides this?" Seeing his embarrassment, Zhou Yun kindly handed him down a step.

It's a pity that Chen Yunfeng couldn't understand, he looked at Zhou Yun with an embarrassed face, opened and closed his thin lips several times, but couldn't say a word.

Seeing this, Zhou Yun said, "I'll take you in to see my master, and you can tell him face to face if you have anything to do." If the master is in a good mood, he should help.

Hearing this, Zhou Yun bowed his hands in gratitude, Zhou Yun interrupted him, "There's no need to be polite, I'm busy going out right now, and I'll take you to see the master first, whether you need it or not depends entirely on your own good will."

"Thank you, senior." Chen Yunfeng cupped his hands and said.

Zhou Yun led people into the hall, and after a while, the two of them went to the backyard. There was only one leisurely chair left in the gazebo in the backyard, and Wen Yao was nowhere to be seen.

"You wait here for a while." Zhou Yun turned to Chen Yunfeng and said, Chen Yunfeng nodded in understanding, and attached words of thanks.

Zhou Yun searched around the backyard, even the newly built garden, but Wen Yao was still nowhere to be seen. Finally, he grabbed a tall man in a black shirt and asked, "Did you see the master? "

"The little master was taken away by the master." The man said indifferently.

Zhou Yun let go of his hand and said in amazement, "When did Master Ye come?"

The man stared at him with cold eyes, "Master's thoughts are not for us as servants to discuss at will."

Zhou Yun was so angry at this expressionless man.

These five men who wore clothes of different colors from theirs had a cold face all day long, and I don't know where the master found them.

The cold appearance is not afraid of scaring away the distinguished guests.

Zhou Yun walked away inwardly.

Chen Yunfeng didn't dare to sit on the stone bench, so Zhou Yun asked him to stay where he was before he left, and he really waited obediently, but after a while he saw Zhou Yun came back in a hurry, and he hurried forward , five steps away from him, forced to suppress his anxiety, "Senior, but what did the boss say?"

Zhou Yun shook his head, "No, the master is not here."

The hope in Chen Yunfeng's eyes was replaced by loneliness, he took a step back, pursed his lips, pretending to be firm and said: "No, nothing, the boss has something to do today, the junior will come back tomorrow."

Zhou Yun grabbed him, "Wait, where is your home?"

"The younger generation lives outside the city and stays temporarily at relatives' homes." Chen Yunfeng's eyes flickered when he said this, fearing that Zhou Yun would look down on him. When something like this happened in the village, only he, a few men and a little girl survived Come down, and he is a seven-foot man, and he needs the help of relatives when he encounters problems.

Zhou Yun didn't think much about it, and said after hearing the words: "It's too troublesome to come and go, so I will stay in the store to rest tonight, and I will take you to see him tomorrow when the master is free."

Chen Yunfeng was overjoyed, "Thank you senior, is senior going out?"

"Yes." Zhou Yun glanced at him, seeing his honest face, he couldn't help but slow down his tone, "Come out with me later."

Chen Yunfeng didn't ask any more questions, and hurriedly nodded and followed him out of the restaurant.

There were bursts of sweet groans from inside the hut, and the closer the sound became, the more real it was, and the passers-by could hear the cold faces and red ears, and fled in a hurry.

The people in the room didn't know it at all. He wanted to push the man away, but was restrained even tighter by the man.

"You...let go first..." Wen Yao panted.

"Don't let go." After finishing speaking, the arms holding Wen Yao tightened even more.

The author has something to say: hahaha little angels don’t say anything, I forgot that today is Valentine’s Day, happy Valentine’s Day everyone.There will be another update later, I have to work hard.There won't be too many descriptions about the deputy cp. After all, they are going to support another article. I have already thought about the title of the book. I hope to start writing Liuqing Xu'er as soon as possible.

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