In the near future, I don't know what the person in the family should think? The corners of Yang Yichen's mouth raised slightly. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Last night, a letter was sent to Bixi Town overnight, and while Liu Qingxi and Yang Yichen were discussing the hot pot restaurant, a shop near the center of the street in Bixi Town braved the thick snow and started the renovation in full swing.

The snow on the street at the entrance was cleared, and compared to the thick snow in the countryside, the shops in the town were much cleaner and tidy.

Heavy snow blocked the traffic from the countryside into the town, but it did not have such a big impact on the townspeople, and enjoying the beautiful snow scenery and tasting food was still a channel for the rich to enjoy.

"Hurry up, let's be busy these days, I'll give you double the salary!"

The man who threw up his arms to work on a snowy day laughed happily: "Okay, don't worry, little boss, we must do it quickly!"

The teenage boy wore a thick cotton hat and instructed the workers to speed up, and the master assigned the task urgently, and all the decorations must be completed within ten days and the opening should be opened on time.

The normal-shaped tables have been adapted to fit the hot pot, with a hole the size of the bottom of the pot in the middle, a stove at the bottom, and a shelf for plates next to each table.

These are the easiest jobs for craftsmen who are accustomed to carpenter's work, and in addition to the urgency, the price is high, and the predetermined number is completed in three days.

Including the kitchen, the renovation of the separate cubicles was completed three days earlier than expected.

That night, the door of the Yang family's house, which was far away in Shilipu, was knocked open, and a young man dressed in black quietly came to the study: "Master, it has been prepared, and it can be opened at any time!"

"Okay, I'll leave it to you, don't let me down!" The young man behind the desk, under the candlelight that was clearly extinguished, his cold voice gave people a strong deterrent.

The young man in black knelt down on one knee: "Don't worry, master, the little one will live up to expectations!"

"It's hard work, it's not too late to rest for one night and go back!"

"Thank you, master!" the young man strode to a room in a corner of the Yang family's backyard.

Yang Yichen's index finger and middle finger tapped lightly on the desk, thinking about Yang Bingshan's angry appearance, he suddenly felt an indescribable pleasure.

As for the young man who just came to the newspaper, he is one of his right-hand men, 18 years old this year, named Ah Dong, who is proficient in business and is responsible for running the shop under Yang Yichen's name.

He was naturally interested in business, and he had a brain, eloquence and foresight, so after Yang Yichen handed over this new task to him, he couldn't sleep with excitement and made more detailed plans overnight.

Especially after Yang Yichen provided the drawings, he immediately began to prepare, and when he obtained Liu Qingxi's consent, the preliminary preparations had been basically completed, so there would be such a fast decoration speed.

Lying on the bed, Ah Dong thought about the upcoming opening, so he couldn't sleep excitedly, looking at the shops one by one, under his management, there was no substitute for that sense of accomplishment.

What's more, this time the master ordered that he must make a name for himself as quickly as possible, as for the reason, it is not for him to guess.

After the matter is explained, Yang Yichen will no longer ask, if everything has to be managed personally, there is no need to raise so many subordinates.

A successful person is not how capable he is, but he has enough courage and vision to make good use of others, and to maximize everyone's strengths.

After the heavy snowfall, the snow did not melt, and the temperature below zero did not give the snow the conditions to melt at all.

Even Liu Qingxi gradually fell in love with this kind of life, getting later and later day by day.

If it weren't for Liu Qingyan to attend classes and teach the children, Liu Qingxi felt as if she was back in school, and at that time she was thinking about how to graduate and how to earn money to save for tuition.

As soon as I have time, I try to work part-time as much as possible, and at most, I can make three copies a day, handing out flyers, serving dishes, cleaning the hotel, tutoring, etc.

But occasionally she will give herself time to rest, and at this time, she will stay in the dormitory for a day without going out.

When he got up in the morning, pinching his obviously round belly, Liu Qingxi sighed: "Eat, drink, sleep and sleep, it's strange if you're not fat!"

Fortunately, this body could have been described as skinny, but now even if it is fatter, it looks thinner than normal.

Or she should be worried about losing weight!

In the afternoon, the children came in groups, so cold and so thick snow did not stop them from learning, even the younger ones knew that reading and studying now is the best way to change their lives in the future.

"Sister Qingxi, this is what my mother brought me!" A child carried a bundle of firewood on his body and sent it to Liu Qingxi.

"Okay, let's get into the house, I'm ready for you braziers!"

It turned out that the children were learning to practice calligraphy and freezing their hands, and the parents were worried that they couldn't stand it, so every time they came, they asked the children to bring some dry firewood and burn a brazier.

Later, the families discussed it and took turns to send firewood, one at a time, and the other one was sent when they ran out.

Otherwise, only one family will be sent, or they will all use Liu Qingxi's, and how much they save will not be enough for so many children to use it all day long.

Speaking of which, the children have been studying for almost a month, and they are gradually on the right track, although Liu Qingyan is not systematic, but simple words, their own names, and family names can be written!

Such an effect made the villagers grateful, and they became more and more convinced and enthusiastic about Liu Qingxi's sisters and brothers, and even called them the lucky stars of Shilipu.

Some people even suggested that they could open a school, not teach book knowledge, just know a few words, and everyone would give more or less money or food.

However, this news did not reach Liu Qingxi's ears, but someone mentioned it to Zhang Wuliang, but he did not agree.

He knew that Liu Qingyan was going to study in the town after the New Year, and Liu Qingxi had a big business, so he didn't have time at all, but there were children who learned to show off, and then teach his own or neighbor's children.

In this way, the children between the ages of eight and twelve in the village can basically read a few words, and they can be counted in ten miles and eight villages.

To get back to the point, the sound of Langlang's reading came from Liu's house, and the brazier in the house was burning, illuminating the immature faces.

The door was gently pushed open, and a young man entered, his entry did not attract the attention of the children who practiced seriously in front, but the little master in the front blushed with excitement.

This is his master, facing Yang Yichen, Liu Qingyan is at a loss, he wants to perform his best, but he is afraid that he is not good enough.

Yang Yichen is also the first person to see this elementary school student teaching other children, although he is not professional, but he is serious and serious.

cast an encouraging look, and sure enough, the little guy was more serious.