Heaven and Earth Club Restaurant.

An eye-catching signboard attracted Chu Jing's attention: Is it really good to put the rebel signboard in the most conspicuous place at the city gate?

"A few guest officers, please come inside. Xiao Er at the door saw a group of people, hurriedly came over to invite, and called a servant to lead the carriage and horses to the backyard.

"A few guest officers, please sit here. The shopkeeper led the way in front and stopped at a few window tables.

"What are you waiting for, hurry up and serve the food, all the delicious food will be served. Shen Xiaoye said impatiently to the shopkeeper.

A large table of dishes was served soon, but Chu Jing didn't like it very much, not only was the style monotonous, but the taste was also worse than in the post station, which made Chu Jing have a lower evaluation of this place. Sure enough, there is no competitive pressure, and even hotels will fall.

"Do you have pen and paper?"

Although Chu Jing had not deliberately learned the words of this world, his original memory and physical instinct made him come with a pen.

Dozens of words are not neatly written, but the pen is a dragon and snake, the words are large and small, uneven up and down, and never symmetrical.

After all, Chu Jing is a person with an identity, and his calligraphy practice is not bad, although he is better than a famous predator, but he is also a little accomplished, coupled with his peculiar typesetting skills, which makes people who see it for the first time suddenly feel abrupt, and can't help but read the above content at once.

has been baptized by advertisements all year round, whether it is a large number of flyers on the street, or a lot of scary advertisements in TV dramas, under the influence of his ears and eyes, Chu Jing has made a phenomenal advertising masterpiece with a pen in his hand.

Since the bandits died, Qin Yue had changed back to the image of that lively and cute little girl, and Chu Jing didn't care too much, anyway, this world was already so weird, what else was there to be weird.

"Guest officer......" The shopkeeper was spitting and spitting, looking like he couldn't hold back, and finally couldn't help but say, "Actually, you want to distribute these papers, it doesn't mean much......"

"The big families may not know very well, but for ordinary people, paper is actually very valuable and ...... 'cherish the word paper', do ......you know? You still don't want to waste it. ”

Chu Jing really forgot that he was in an era of ignorance among the common people, and the martial artists may not respect ghosts and gods, but this is not the case with ordinary people, they don't know what science is and what superstition is.

"It doesn't matter, if you go to someone and copy a hundred copies, and send one to the nobles, the rich, and the merchants in the city, they won't burn it directly. Chu Jing had to take a step back.

The shopkeeper was still standing there with a look of embarrassment, Chu Jing knew the reason, and glanced at Shen Xiaoye.

"These dots should be enough, and the rest is yours. ”

As a result, early in the morning of the next day, two people came to the restaurant, and they named Chu Jing to do business.

It's a pity that no matter how powerful people are, it is difficult to change Chu Jing's habit of sleeping lazy, and even, along the way, everyone is used to Chu Jing's work and rest time, and they always leave late in the morning, and others gradually get infected with the problem of sleeping lazy.

"What's the matter, the chief steward of my dignified Fang family doesn't even have the face to see the leader of a small caravan?" The butler looked arrogant, glaring at the shopkeeper, very dissatisfied.

"That's him!" the servant was startled, and hurriedly said loudly.

"The old man is angry, you came early, the caravan yesterday hasn't gotten up yet, it's all guests, and we don't want to disturb it, isn't ......"

Steward Fang glanced at the sky outside, although it was not the third pole of the day, but on the street, the street vendors had already occupied the open space on both sides, and there were more pedestrians.

The shopkeeper was busy defending Chu Jing and them, "How can it be, they really haven't gotten up yet, and they haven't even called breakfast yet, or the steward is waiting, I'll go and make a pot of tea for the steward, and it's all recorded in the caravan account." ”

"Wait another half an hour, if they don't come down, we'll go back, they don't want to do Jinning City's business anymore." ”

It wasn't until three o'clock in the morning that Chu Jing slowly got up from the bed, and when he heard the sound of Chu Jing opening the door, the rest of the caravan also opened the door in turn and went downstairs.

Walking on the stairs, Chu Jing heard someone sneering coldly, and when he looked up, there was a man in his fifties sitting on the table by the stairs, although he was dressed luxuriously, his status was obviously not high, and the corners of his eyes were wrinkled, and he could see at a glance that he was a flattering villain.

"A bowl of salted tofu brain, a fritter, a meatloaf, a meat bun, and a plate of pickles...... And so on, ten portions of each. Chu Jing just found a table and sat down, but Shen Xiaoye and the others, who were walking downstairs, immediately ordered more breakfast, anyway, they could sell the goods immediately, and they were not short of money.

"The guest officer ......" shopkeeper reminded in a low voice from the side.

Chu Jing was a little annoyed, even if the food tasted bad, the service was like this, and he gave a lot of tips, this kind of shop is simply a black shop.

At this time, Shen Xiaoye and the Qin family brothers and sisters also sat down, and the others made another table. Shen Xiaoye complained: "Why did you get up so late, my stomach growled." ”

"Looking for a fight!" "Hee-hee. ”

The shopkeeper looked at these people in a cold sweat, did they not take the Fang family seriously at all? or did they not see the Fang steward at all.

"Then why didn't you say it earlier!"

This is the person who buys goods at a high price according to the system, unlike ah, the shopkeeper seems to say that he is in charge?

Shen Xiaoye didn't have much interest, he was used to being pampered, he was always giving as much as he wanted, he was never short of money, and of course he didn't have to look at other people's faces like a real businessman.

"Oh, okay, please take a seat. Chu Jing waved his hand at the shopkeeper and motioned for him to prepare the meal, and replied.

Chu Jing frowned, also a little unhappy, and said: "From Tiannan Mansion, the leaflets are all specialties of Tiannan Mansion, why should the steward ask knowingly?"

"Those few people don't know, the head of the household department of the country is surnamed Fang, and the country's tax and finance are all controlled by the household department, if you sell all the goods to our government, the price is not too high, but save the taxes to be paid, you can definitely make a small profit. Steward Fang said slowly, his words were soft and hard, containing a threat.