After re-energizing, Song Jingshu continued to be busy.

Song Jingshu took Li Ma and Cuihe and began to prepare the lunch meal, and Dashan and Qiangzi continued to go out to distribute flyers to attract customers.

Unexpectedly, the first customer who came to lunch was Zhou Youan.

There may be no one in Ningwu Town who doesn't know Zhou Youan.

In the painting gallery in Ningwu Town, there are about 100 portraits of Zhou Youan......

When Cuihe saw that it was Zhou You'an coming, she was immediately nervous and at a loss, and her sharp teeth in the morning only turned into stumbles now, "Zhou, Young Master Zhou, you, what do you want, what do you want to eat?" ”

It's really because Zhou You'an is too powerful in this body, even though he seems to have a pleasant look on his face, Cuihe is still shocked by his momentum, and can't help but think of his terrifying reputation in Ningwu Town.

Zhou Youan shook his head lightly and motioned for Cui Hemo to speak.

He came to the door of the kitchen and watched Song Jingshu busy in the kitchen seriously.

It's already summer, although it's not yet the time when the heat is unbearable, but there is a fire burning in this kitchen, and the smell of oil smoke is mixed with the smoke of the firewood, which makes Song Jingshu's little face red.

Her face was covered with sweat, and at this time, she was choosing and cutting vegetables with Li's mother, sorting and preparing all the side dishes she needed.

The sunlight seeped in through the kitchen window, making Song Jingshu's already sweaty little face more and more red.

Looking at it from Zhou Youan's angle, you can only see her tightly pursed lips and her good-looking side face.

This girl doesn't look like a village girl from the mountains of Songjia Village at all.

Just look at this face that captivates the country and the city, and the temperament around her, and Zhou Youan's understanding of her after getting along for so long.

She has a lot of ideas, avant-garde thoughts, and no inferiority complex.

No matter when, she can always think of what she wants to do well, and never complains about being depressed, giving people the feeling that she is a little sun who is full of vitality every day and can't help but drive the emotions of the people around her.

This is the reason why Zhou Youan was attracted to her.

Looking at the sweat-soaked hair on her forehead, Zhou Youan couldn't help frowning.

It's stuffy and tight in this kitchen, and if it's hot, I'm afraid it's uncomfortably tight.

Thinking like this, Zhou Youan couldn't help but send someone back to Zhou's house to call the two maids to Song Jingshu, even if it was to shake her fan to expel a little heat.

Cuihe cautiously followed Zhou Youan's side, and saw him standing at the door of the kitchen, and he didn't say anything for a long time.

Cuihe couldn't help but look up at Zhou You'an's perfect side face.

I saw a man who was indifferent to outsiders, and at this time there was a tenderness on his face that he was not aware of.

Zhou You'an stared at Song Jingshu with doting eyes, sometimes a touch of distress flashed in his eyes, and sometimes a trace of appreciation, which made Cuihe couldn't help but steal fun.

I didn't get along with Song Jingshu for a few days, but Cuihe had a good impression of this boss of a similar age for no reason.

Cuihe believes that with Song Jingshu leading them, the business of Jingxiang Building will only get better and better.

It seems that this Young Master Zhou is really sincere to their boss......

At this time, Song Jingshu had already turned his head, saw Zhou Youan, and smiled at him, "Are you here?" I'm busy at this time, and I'll talk to you later. ”

After speaking, he lowered his head and began to chop vegetables neatly.

"There's no hurry."

Zhou Youan smiled slightly, responded indifferently, and then walked behind the counter and sat down.

Song Jingshu said that Jingxiang Building has just opened, regardless of whether there is business or not, and he does not want to use his reputation as Zhou Youan to make Jingxiang Building famous.

Zhou Youan has helped her too much, and Song Jingshu is grateful.

In order not to attract the attention of customers, Zhou Youan sat behind the counter, took the account book and began to look through it.

He lowered his head, if the customer hadn't identified it carefully, he really wouldn't have recognized the man sitting behind the counter at this time, it was Ning Wuzhen's handle-Zhou Youan, the young master of the Zhou family.

It was already a quarter past noon, and Dashan and Qiangzi returned sweating profusely, with a few customers behind them.

After coming in and ordering, Cuihe pouted behind the counter, signaled Dashan and Qiangzi to serve the master carefully, and turned around and went into the kitchen to help.

Qiangzi glanced at the man behind the counter with his feet, and suddenly looked shocked, and quickly withdrew his eyes.

There weren't many guests at noon, at least not the waves that kept pouring in like in the morning.

Song Jingshu was a little deflated.

After sending off the last wave of customers, she sat down at the counter sweating profusely, picked up the account book and began to fan, sighing in her mouth, "Business is really difficult!" Especially when I was just starting out, it was much harder than I thought. ”

"It's good that you have this realization."

Zhou You was relieved and couldn't help laughing, "If you need my help, just ask." ”

"No, I don't."

Song Jingshu hurriedly waved his hand and said seriously, "I just sighed like this, Jingxiang Building just opened today, who would have expected it in the future?" ”

Saying that, Song Jingshu looked at Zhou Youan and asked, "By the way, what are you doing here at this time?" ”

Usually, Zhou Youan has to take a lunch break at this time.

"I'll take a look at you."

Zhou Youan took the account book from her hand, and fanned her naturally, but his expression was not very comfortable, "Young Master Ben hasn't had lunch yet." ”

Song Jingshu glanced at the sun and glanced at Zhou Youan, "You haven't had lunch yet?" ”

Zhou Youan touched his nose and didn't answer.

It's not that Song Jingshu raised his mouth even more a while ago.

Zhou Youan, who was originally stirring trouble, is now away from Song Jingshu's cooking, and no one can eat it.

When I got up early, I drank a bowl of soy milk to barely satisfy my stomach, and when I came to eat at noon, who knew that Song Jingshu was busy at this time.

Seeing that Zhou Youan didn't answer, Song Jingshu had to stand up helplessly, "We haven't had lunch yet, so you can stay and eat together." ”

Song Jingshu got up and went into the kitchen.

After a while, a few simple dishes were fried, Cuihe and Li's mother glanced at each other, and then squeezed their eyes at Dashan and Qiangzi, and the four of them took the bowl and went into the kitchen to eat.

Song Jingshu glanced at them inexplicably and muttered, "Why are these people so shy?" ”

Thinking about it, maybe it was because of Zhou Youan's presence, so he didn't say anything more.

Zhou Youan ate her dishes with satisfaction, remembering how tired and hot she was when she was in the kitchen, Zhou Youan's movements gradually slowed down.

Finally, he put down his chopsticks, looked at Song Jingshu with a serious face, and said in a deep voice, "Tomorrow, I will send a few maids over to give you a hand." ”

Song Jingshu's face was full of doubts, "What are you talking about?" ”