Song Zhichao Nunu mouthed in the room and signaled that Yao Ji was inside.

"Daddy, you can't give up the child and can't trap the wolf, the people are here today, the arrow is on the string, and you have to send it if you don't send it."

Song Zhi looked at the people here: "Daddy, believe it or not, these people who came today will be the biggest support for my Song family's grain store in the future!" ”

The grace of a bag of rice, in exchange for long-term diners, this transaction is not a loss at all.

After he said this sentence with great pride, he ignited his ambition for the first time, and used this place as a base to go to Nanqi all the way.

It was the first time for Lord Song to see Song Zhi with such enthusiasm, and he was immediately a little moved.

"Okay, what do you say today."

"Don't worry, it'll be fine right away."

Song Wan handed Yao Ji a blank account book and a brush, and asked, "Yao Ji, what do you want this for?" ”

"I've got it for myself. All the people who come today, and those who receive rice, must first be registered here. ”

Song Wan was puzzled, Yao Ji picked up the booklet, waved it and said with a smile: "Some of these people who have received rice grain will buy rice here in the future, and some will not come again this time, the meaning of this booklet is to find out why those who have only received rice grain once do not come again." ”

"Is the rice grain not good, not in line with the taste, or the price is too expensive, or the shop is too far away from them, which is inconvenient."

"Yaoji, you are so thoughtful!"

Yao Ji patted Song Wan's forehead with the account book: "If you don't think about it well, how can you earn these people's silver?" ”

"Why do you know so much?" Song Wan began to look at the stars again.

Yao Ji raised her cheeks and said, "Because my parents are both businessmen, this is the nature of businessmen. ”

She has completely put herself in the role of the merchant's daughter.

"Oh..."

"Xiao Wan'er doesn't need to know so much, just find a wishful husband to marry in the future, and be a noble lady."

Song Wan's face flushed, and she was dumbfounded: "Yaoji, what nonsense are you talking about." ”

Her voice grew quieter and quieter, as thin as a mosquito.

Yao Ji looked at her with her chin propped up, a faint smile on her face.

But in his heart, he was thinking that a woman like Song Wan would never enter the royal palace and be involved in the endless storm.

"Don't be shy, go out quickly, Uncle Song is going to start giving alms."

Yao Ji grabbed Song Wan's hand and pulled her out.

Yao Ji moved a small chair out by herself, and Chao Song knew: "Brother Song, can you tell your buddy to help me move a table?" ”

Yao Ji Liang Liang

Song knew: "Of course you can." ”

With a glance at him, someone immediately took care of it.

"I just don't know what Yao Ji is going to do?"

These two brothers and sisters, each of them has to explain again. She pulled Song Wan in front of Song Zhi and said, "Xiao Wan'er will tell your eldest brother." ”

After Yao Ji finished speaking, she sat at the front of the line, and at this time the guys were still weighing the rice, and then wrapping it up, and the table next to Yao Ji had formed a hill.

The people craned their necks and stared at the sacks of rice.

"Uncle Song." Yao Ji bent her eyes and said hello.

"Girl, it's so cold today, only you can think of this idea."

Yao Ji looked at the sun in the sky and squinted.

"It's just the right day."

Yaoji said in a voice that could only be heard by the two of them: "I'm here to make a name for you, and after a few days, when I earn money, I will donate some rice and grain to the beggars in Kyoto, and won't it be beautiful to win a great good name." ”

"You girl,"

Yao Ji blinked and said, "It's better to start." This pile of rice has been piled up into a mountain, and it was all bought with white silver, so Uncle Song should not feel distressed. ”

Lord Song touched his heart, he was indeed a little distressed, this was all the gold he had worked so hard to get.

Yao Ji didn't care about Lord Song's painful appearance, and proclaimed loudly: "The people who receive rice, come to me to register first, and Lord Song will distribute a bag of rice grain." A family can only receive one bag, don't be found by me to receive a heavy bag. ”

Not to mention, there are many people in the middle who are all families, and even children come to line up, ready to get a few bags back.

was said by Yao Ji, but he didn't dare to refute, after all, there was still a big official like Lord Song here, they didn't dare to make a mistake, so they had to look at each other, and because they wanted to register and make a record, they didn't dare to receive more.

Song Zhi secretly gave a thumbs up on the side.

Song Wan also said: "Big brother, maybe you and I can think of the idea that Yao Ji has in mind, but who would be so meticulous about her?" ”

Song Wan sighed to herself anyway.

Song Zhi also asked himself if he couldn't do it.

The almsgiving was carried out in an orderly manner, Yao Ji was only writing hard, and Song Wan was forced not to show her head and went in. Song Zhi assisted Lord Song in distributing rice and grain.

The father and son were smiling from beginning to end, and the distance between them and the people was suddenly shortened, making them feel that the two were cordial and kind.

When Lord Song was distributing food, he occasionally glanced at Yao Ji's words, and was immediately attracted by Yao Ji's words, with a beautiful hairpin in his hand.

If you look at Kyoto, it's hard to find a girl who can write such characters.

Yao Ji didn't know that her good hand could still attract the attention of others. She smiled and said to the person in front of her: "This uncle, have you received it?" ”

Yao Ji turned the previous page, and the old man squinted his eyes and took a closer look, but he didn't recognize these words.

Yao Ji read it out, and the uncle suddenly realized that it was his son's name.

Yao Ji smiled: "You are old, standing here in such a cold way, I will make an exception to give you an extra bag." ”

Yao Ji said this, and Lord Song naturally cooperated and handed the rice to the old man with a white beard.

The old man thanked him a thousand times, and the people next to him also praised him, and the Song family was a good person.

Song Zhi was very curious in his heart, and he could tell who had already received it in a short time, which could only mean that he had a good memory and could figure out in a short time the relationship between the old man in front of him and the young man who received the rice, Song Zhi couldn't understand how Yao Ji did it.

A strong man came back anxiously with the rice he had just received in his hand.

He saw the old man with a white beard and said, "Dad, why are you here!" ”

The old man shook the rice in his hand and said, "I'll get the rice, Lord Song knows that you have received the rice, look at my age, and give me an extra bag, what a good person!" You must buy rice here in the future! ”

"Thank you, Lord Song! Thank you Song Gongzi! Father. The strong man folded his hands and kept bowing to the father and son of the Song family.

Lord Song smiled: "It's cold, take your father back." ”

"Yes, yes, Dad, let's go back."

The old man was helped back by his son, and he kept muttering that he wanted to come to Song's grain store to buy rice to eat.

In the Song Grain Store, on the opposite side of the restaurant, a noble son happened to drink a sip of tea.

Almost squirted.

"Yun Shen, do you look at the father and son who led the rice, don't they look like the girl is looking for?"