The person who caught the meat would take a piece of money from his body and stuff it into a box on the side of the pot. The box was locked, with only a slit on the outside, just enough to fit a penny inside.

I poured some soup with meat in the bowl and sat in the shed built in front of the door and ate it.

This...... What kind of way to eat this, Ning Yan walked into the shop and saw Fan Jian, who was like a monkey, holding a big iron spoon and stir-frying it in a steaming pot, with an apron around his body and a towel on his shoulder, and rubbing it on his face from time to time.

Seeing Ning Yan, Fan Jian threw down the spoon in his hand, ran out and asked, "Why is the shopkeeper free to come over today?" ”

"......" is a really ugly thing to say, as if you can't come over if you have nothing to do.

"What's going on with that pot outside......"

"Well, isn't there no cheap grasshopper to sell lately? I've got to get some substitutes, so I'll chop the pork and stew it in a pot for a penny, no matter how big or small, and the soup is free......"

It sounds like a good idea, and the soup with spices tastes very good, and with a piece of pork, it doesn't cost much in total, but it can get a little oil.

"Good job." Pat Fan Jian on the shoulder.

Ning Yan asked for the ledger to come over and take a look.

Recently, there have been a few more barbecue shops in the county, and the income seems to have dropped somewhat, but basically it is not bad.

There is Ngawang over there, and the account here is only income.

According to the purchased account book, minus the loss, calculate the gross profit in my heart, and make sure that Fan Jian did not do anything.

Ning Yan put down the account book.

"Big lady, the juice in our shop doesn't seem to be easy to sell."

"It's fine." Ning Yan shook his head, not too harsh.

Fruit juice is a worthless thing in the eyes of ordinary people, and it will not cost two pennies to drink a glass.

It's to be expected that the juice won't sell well here.

"Keep busy, I'll go over there and have a look."

"Shopkeeper walks slowly." When Fan Jian spoke, the aftermath was long, and Ning Yan heard the whole person stumble and almost fell on the doorway.

This Fan Jian is really going to come to trouble.

I don't know where I learned so many strange things.

Walking from the north of the city to the shop on Ngawang's side, Rao is Ningyan was also a little tired, sat on a bench, rested for a while, and his eyes fell on the boy who was helping in the store.

The child looks a little thin, maybe because he is too thin, so his eyes are very big.

"Shopkeeper, that's wealth."

"Rich?" It sounds a little familiar, but if you think about it carefully, Le Eleven seems to have said this name when he was talking nonsense with Le Er: "Is it the beggar over there in the City God Temple?" ”

"Yes." After Ah Wang finished speaking, he looked at Ning Yan with a little weakness.

After all, there are not many shops that dare to use beggars, and the reputation of beggars is so bad that there are often beggars who spill and even steal money while working.

"How's it going?"

"It's okay, diligent."

"That's it, how is the shop's business lately."

"There are fewer people, but overall it's good, and there are a lot of regulars."

"That's good." Ning Yan no longer expects these two shops to support his family.

After signing the contract with Zhong Yang, all she needs to do is collect the money.

Only...... Cooperating with the Zhong family, she doesn't have much initiative, and if Zhong Yang cheats on the account book, she has no way at all.

Luckily, she just wanted to make her first pot of gold with barbecue.

With money in hand, you can do other things, and it is not advisable to be occupied by one shop.

"How's the juice going?"

"It's okay, the profit of the light juice can be one or two silver a month."

"Maori."

"Pure profit." Ngawang corrected it, even if there were not as many people in the shop as before.

But the old man who often comes here to eat is not stingy, there are children at home, and every day he will use a bamboo tube with a bucket of juice to go back to the children to drink, and one or two pennies is nothing to the old men who have shops.

"Okay." Looking through the ledger, Ning Yan found some problems.

The price of meat has not changed at the time of purchase, but vegetables and the like are much more expensive, so if you think about the current season, you can understand.

"Shopkeeper, the shop you made the plate has been plated, and it can be used after repairing it."

"There's no hurry." Ning Yan shook his head.

After all, it is a shop that intends to sell sweets, and the decoration style must not be compared with that of a grocery store.

How to repair, Ning Yan still has to think about it.

When he left the shop, Ning Yan had an extra blanket on his body, and the blanket contained the silver harvested by the shop.

Standing on the street, watching the hawker carrying the burden walk into the alley, listening to the shouting, Ning Yan was in a better and better mood, and pulled a passer-by to ask for the way to the City God Temple, Ning Yan walked more and more briskly.

Seeing a few children standing in front of the temple from a distance, pushing and shoving, and raising his voice from time to time, Ning Yan stopped, went around to the back of the dilapidated City God Temple, and secretly rubbed and watched the children quarrel.

"Fugui went to help in the shop, you two also have a way out, why don't you help your brother find a way, Boss Le picked you up at the beginning, and now you have a way out, except to bring some food here, don't do anything, conscience, it's worse than those black-hearted scholars."

"......" Le Er pulled Le Eleven behind him, wanting to say something, but couldn't say it.

After all, what the person in front of him said also made sense.

The people who live here in the City God Temple are all abandoned, and if it weren't for Boss Le picking them up, it is estimated that they would have frozen to death and starved to death.

"That's Shopkeeper Ning's home, and I don't have the right to take you over."

"Who believes what you say, look at you and then look at us, you are clean and there is not even mud in your nails, we are still beggars, you can go, you don't need it." The tall, thin man who spoke pushed Rakuji.

Le Er didn't check any of them, and almost fell to the ground.

Stand steady on the ground and stare at the tall and thin man: "Third child, I want to see Boss Le." ”

"No, the boss doesn't want to meet with ungrateful people like you." The tall and thin man turned out to be the third among these people.

It looks bigger than Le's second grade.

After watching it for a while, Ning Yan understood what was going on for a while.

The order here is not based on age, but according to the straight brought back by Boss Le.

Brother Fugui, who is often put in his mouth by Le Shifang, is the fourth here.

Le Eleven was picked up by Fugui.

After Le Laosan drove the two brothers out, he took a few thin younger brothers to the broken temple.

Le Er and Le Eleven stood in place, and the brothers looked at each other.

Le Shiyi asked: "Second brother, what should I do, the boss doesn't recognize us anymore, we have no home." ”

Le Er didn't speak, and the child stared at the broken temple tightly, his fists clenched.

"Second brother, why don't you talk to Shopkeeper Ning, and take the eldest and third children to the courtyard. That yard is so big and empty, only the two of us and Granny Jia, and it's empty......"

"Shut up." Le Er roared angrily.