Picking up a fool to farm

Sibo ran home with the basin in his arms and went straight to the kitchen.

Shouting while running, "Chenchen, I brought back a lot of pancakes!"

Yan Chenyi looked at him from the kitchen and raised his eyebrows, "Auntie gave it?"

"Yeah, it's delicious." Sibo ran to him and showed him the basin, and the pancakes in it gave off a burst of fragrance, "Let's eat it tomorrow morning." Now he is thinking about eating dumplings, and pancakes are not as important as dumplings.

"Okay, you go and wash your hands, we are going to eat." Yan Chenyi took the pot and put it aside, and went back to the kitchen to fish out the dumplings in the pot.

Si Bole hurried to wash his hands, and the two of them ate.

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"Sibo, don't run around, let's go to the inn to buy a horse later." Yan Chenyi was carrying a small cloth bag, and shouted at Sibo who was about five steps away.

Originally, Yan Chenyi didn't intend to bring Sibo with him, after all, he was officially going to work, and it was inconvenient to take him with him, but Sibo had to follow him, and if he didn't let him follow, he pouted with a straight face and got angry.

Yan Chenyi had no choice but to take him out with him.

Last night after dinner, Uncle Li wandered over to the house and told himself that if he wanted to make some money, he could discuss it with the restaurant owner, introduce some dishes in the restaurant, and collect some money at that time.

However, Yan Chenyi felt that this was not a long-term deal, so he decided at his own discretion.

"Chenchen, where is the big horse?" Sibo ran back and walked beside him, shaking his arms back and forth.

Yan Chenyi shrugged his shoulders, he just said that, there is no place to raise a horse after buying it, and it would cost a lot of money, so forget it, he can just think about it.

"I don't want to buy it. I will go to Uncle Wang's house tonight and ask to see when he will come to collect the slop. Then give him some taels of silver and ask him to take us with us."

Sibo nodded, reached out to take his hand and shook it, turned his head and smiled at him, "I will go wherever Chenchen goes."

Yan Chenyi looked up at him and smiled slightly.

This feeling of being cared about was so good that he felt unreal.If one day Sibo is not by his side and laughs with him...

Yan Chenyi's heart sank and he shook his head.

He didn't dare to think how sad he would be.

Entering the backyard through the back door of the restaurant, Yan Chenyi looked around, maybe it was too early, the restaurant had just opened and there were not many people there.

Several doors of the accommodation rooms in the backyard are closed, and it is estimated that there are people living there.

"Mr. Xiao is here." The boy who fetched water hurriedly greeted him when he saw him. The waiters have heard that a Mr. Xiao came to the accountant. They can't help being smart and good at it. vegetable.

Yan Chenyi pulled Sibo inside and asked, "What's the name of this little brother?"

"Mr. Xiao can just call me Xiao Wang. I'm the waiter at the front." Xiao Wang smiled at him, thinking that Mr. Xiao is so young.

Yan Chenyi smiled politely at him, nodded and said, "Where is the boss?"

"I was still in the accounting room just now, sir, just go now." Xiao Wang pointed, Yan Chenyi thanked him, and pulled Sibo inside.

"Chenchen, when are we going home?" Sibo wanted to go back after entering the courtyard.

Yan Chenyi turned to look at him and sighed.

"I told you that I wouldn't let you come with me. You insisted on coming. I had to leave as soon as I came. I came to work to make money. If I don't have money, how can I buy meat for you?" After glaring at him, Yan Chenyi pulled him into the room. The accountant.

Boss Zhang looked up and saw that it was him, quite surprised.

"Are here so early? Don't you live far away?" Seeing Sibo who followed Yan Chenyi into the door, he didn't say anything. He could tell that the man's brain was not very good, and there was probably no one at home to take care of him.

Yan Chenyi smiled and didn't answer, whether he lives far away, how he came here has nothing to do with Boss Zhang.

Boss Zhang just asked casually, pointed to the basic account book beside him and said, "This is the account book from the previous few months, and the bill you asked me to keep the account according to the method you said, all here."

Yan Chenyi took it and looked at it, then nodded.

"Then you are busy, I'm going to the front." Boss Zhang waved his hand, walked to the door and turned his head and said: "I asked them to arrange a room for you, if you are tired, let the third son take you to rest. "

"Okay, thank you boss." Yan Chenyi sat down, Sibo looked at him, went to the side and moved a chair to sit next to him, without saying a word.

"Sibo, you don't like this place?" Yan Chenyi opened the small cloth bag he carried, and took out the ninety-nine multiplication table he specially made for Sibo, as well as the small notebook that Sibo used to write. It's just a stack of rice paper threaded with a string.

Sibo curled his lips, took the notebook handed over by Yan Chenyi, and did not speak.

Yan Chenyi was really curious and surprised. How should I put it, this man smiles foolishly and heartlessly every day, like everyone else, but he found out last time. He looked unhappy and didn't like to talk, as if he was keeping a straight face on purpose.

"What's the matter? Tell me." Yan Chenyi blinked his eyes as he turned his face to face her.

Sibo pursed his lips, first glanced at him, then to the left, then to the right, then back to Yan Chenyi, and finally he said, "If I talk, they will laugh at me as a fool, and then they will laugh at me. Look down on Chenchen."

Yan Chenyi was stunned when he said this, and quickly asked: "Did someone say something again?"

Sibo curled his lips, turned his face to the side, and stopped talking.

Yan Chenyi looked at him dumbfounded, and he couldn't be really angry with him, so he could only coax him nicely, "Tell me who said you, I'll scold him."

"Just the people in the village, and on the street that day, many people pointed at me." Sibo snorted and said something reluctantly.

It was only then that Yan Chenyi remembered that it was no wonder that Sibo didn't want to go out when he was at home. It turned out that not only the children said he was a fool, but also the adults in the village said it and let him hear it.

However, he remembered that although many people pointed at Sibo the day he came to the county, they seemed to have no malicious intentions. It must be because he was tall and handsome that he discussed it.

Sighing, he stretched out his hand to poke his cheek, Yan Chenyi said with a smile: "Next time if someone says you are a fool, just tell me, and I will help you out."

Sibo immediately nodded with a smile, "Well, Chenchen is the best."

Heaving a sigh of relief, Yan Chenyi thought in his heart that he would have to say hello to Boss Zhang later, and don't let anyone who is short-sighted come to make trouble.

"You memorize the formulas I taught you and I will listen to see how much you memorize." Taking the bamboo stick and pen aside, he opened the account book and began to write and calculate.

Sibo blinked, reached out for the multiplication table written by Yan Chenyi, and began to memorize it stutteringly.

But after memorizing a few, he felt his head hurt, shaking his head, he lay on the table looking at Yan Chenyi, pouted.

Yan Chenyi gave him a sideways glance, and said expressionlessly: "I could recite six six 36 last night, why did I only recite four 46 now."

With a flat mouth, Sibo stretched out his hand and shook his sleeve, sniffing aggrievedly, "Chenchen is so fierce."

"If I'm not fierce, you won't be able to remember even more. Hurry up and memorize it. If you can memorize it, I'll go to the kitchen and make you some snacks after I finish my work in the afternoon." Yan Chenyi glared at him, then stretched out his hand to pinch his face.

This man had a slippery face when he was being served by him, and he felt very good in his hands.

"Are the snacks delicious?" Sibo still bargained, "Then if I memorize them all, will Chenchen make more snacks for me?"

"It depends on whether you can memorize it. Now memorize it obediently and don't disturb me." Yan Chenyi pointed to the table of formulas that he put aside, and then lowered his head to do his own thing.

He listed a form last night, and now he wants to see if it can be used, at least the one that is clear at a glance, and he found that the boss still uses the original writing method for daily accounting, which is too troublesome, he looked at it. Also uncomfortable.

After thinking for a while, he took the ruler on the side and put it on the rice paper, and started to draw the form with a brush. After finishing the drawing quickly, he took the rice paper and stood up and said to Sibo: "I'll go out for a while, I'll be back later, don't run around. "

Sibo nodded, and he would obediently recite the formula table for snacks.

Yan Chenyi went to the front to find Boss Zhang, and showed him the form he had made. The old man nodded after hearing him explain how to use it, meaning that he would try it today, and memorize it if it was feasible.

Yan Chenyi nodded, originally planned to go back to the accountant's room directly, but turned halfway to the kitchen.

Several young cooks in the kitchen were preparing dishes, and Master Liu was squatting beside the bucket looking at something.

"Master Liu, I have something to discuss with you." Yan Chenyi walked over and patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile.

Master Liu nodded and motioned him to sit down and speak slowly.

Yan Chenyi sat on the bench beside him, and said directly: "At noon, I want to borrow the pot and make some snacks for my brother."

"No problem, you can use it when you don't have any customers, but you have to give me a taste of this dessert. I really admire your craftsmanship." Master Liu nodded generously and agreed, and thanked him by the way, "In the past two days, the guests have said that the food is delicious, thanks to you reminding me."

Yan Chenyi smiled at him and waved his hands, "Then I'll go back. If Master Liu is not busy, let someone call me."

"Alright, go ahead."

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Yan Chenyi went back to the accounting room and pushed open the door to see Sibo lying on the table and knocking on the head with his hand. He hurried over, stopped him, and asked, "What are you doing! How can you knock on the head."

Sibo looked up at him, curled his lips, "I can't recite it, Chenchen will kill me, I'm so stupid."

"If you can't memorize it, memorize it slowly, don't do this next time." Holding his head and looking at it, he was relieved when he saw that there was no problem. Yan Chenyi sat aside and took a pen and paper to teach him, "You follow what I told you Recite in your order, and write as you recite."

Sibo nodded, sat down obediently and continued to study.

He looks like a primary school student sitting in a classroom, no matter how you look at it, it is very funny.

Yan Chenyi sighed, took the ledger aside and continued to settle the accounts.