Chang Fuchun was moved to see that the ninth girl was so generous to him, and he also made up his mind that he must repay the ninth girl well.

"Nine girls, I will make a detailed list for you later, including how many people we need to recruit and how much monthly money we need, all of which will be clearly listed."

"No problem, but it's good for you to show this thing to Xiaodu, this kind of thing, you decide, don't look for me."

Chang Fuchun was a little speechless, is Miss Nine planning to be a hands-off shopkeeper?

"Now there's another very important question."

"What's the problem?"

Huang Jiu frowned and said, "The restaurant opposite is named Drunken Red Mansion, to my ears, this name is quite meaningful, and our restaurant must also have a good name." ”

"Well, this restaurant was originally called Jinhong Restaurant, but now that it has changed hands, it really should be renamed and refaced."

"Do you have a good name?"

"It's-"

Chang Fuchun racked his brains and thought for a while, but finally gave up reluctantly.

"Nine girls, I don't read much, and I really don't have a good name to suggest."

Huang Jiu, who was still looking forward to it, only waited for Chang Fuchun's answer, and the smile on his face was a little stiff.

"Can't think of it?"

"Hmm."

Chang Fuchun scratched his head a little embarrassed.

"Ahh

Huang Jiu looked very tired and clubbed his chin on the table.

"I can't think of it, I can't think of it, how is that good? In the end, we call it a nameless restaurant? ”

At this moment, the dumb guard reached out and pulled Huang Jiu, and Huang Jiu glanced at the dumb guard.

The dumb guard stretched out his slender fingers, dipped a little wine in the wine bowl in front of Huang Jiu, and wrote on the table.

Seeing that the dumb guard had a good suggestion, Huang Jiu suddenly came to his senses, straightened up, and looked at the dumb guard's hand to see what he wanted to write.

However, the hands of the dumb guards are really good-looking, and the hands of the door owner, some fight!

Although he writes by hand and uses wine as ink, the speed of dumb guard's writing is not slow.

Drunken paradise.

"Drunken paradise?"

Huang Jiu repeated the three words written by the dumb guard, and looked up at the dumb guard.

"Dumb guard, you said that you should name this restaurant Drunken Taoyuan, but what is the purpose?"

The dumb guard nodded, looked at Chang Fuchun, and motioned with his eyes for the other party to bring a pen and paper.

Chang Fuchun has been making a living in the restaurant for so many years, and he has already practiced an incomparable cleverness, and when the dumb guard saw him, he understood what it meant, and quickly ran to the counter, took a pen and paper, and handed it to the dumb guard.

The dumb guard pushed aside the food on the table, freed up an open space, flattened the paper, and began to write.

[You like to drink, this is your place to settle down, and you are intoxicated, like a paradise. 】

Looking at the words of the dumb guard, Huang Jiu took a deep look at the dumb guard.

It is worthy of being the stand-in of the door master, and this handwriting actually looks the same.

"Drunken paradise, wonderful, wonderful!"

Chang Fuchun looked at the explanation written by Mr. Dumb, and his eyes lit up.

This dumb gentleman is worthy of being the future bookkeeper, this style, this handwriting, is simply many times stronger than the teaching gentlemen he has seen.

"Okay, then our restaurant is called Drunken Taoyuan, Xiaochun, you go to make a new plaque, hang it when it's done, during this time, hurry up and find me the people who do the work, and when our plaque is hung up, it will be officially opened."

"So, the other cooks, storytellers or something?"

"Don't worry, within three days, it will be in place."