"Hey, new kid, go wash all these teapots!"

"Hey, scoundrel, go get some hairy tips from the warehouse!"

"Eh, you blind donkey, do you know what the tip of the hair looks like?"

"You're a pig, do you know how particular the water for making tea is?"

"You are so stupid, you can't even pour tea, how can you serve it when you pour so many guests?"

"Where are your eyes looking, don't you see the guests over there leaving? Why don't you hurry up and pack up? ”

"What else do you think you can do? I really don't know why the shopkeeper hired you like a buddy! ”

"People are really right, you are a scoundrel, you have no ability and you are so troublesome that the yamen will beat you up!"

“……”

"Hey, you beanie-eyed, you're enough! You've been tossing me for almost a day with your eyes closed, and I've endured it! If you attack me personally, I'm going to turn my face! When the two walked into the back kitchen one after another, Jiang Han put the teapot on the cupboard and said angrily.

When she came to work in the morning, the shopkeeper Wang told her to learn some rules from Song Yaozu, a buddy in the store, and get started. Who knew that this Song Yaozu looked at her inexplicably, picked her nose and raised her eyes, and didn't tell her any rules, so let her do this and that. When she finished groping for herself, he ran out again and pointed out again, anyway, this is not right and that is not good, as if he is so capable-so capable, why not do it himself? What a big stinky fart!

"How do you want to turn your face? If you don't understand it, you can't study hard, and your attitude is still so poor, do you think you're very capable? In that case, don't do it here! I saw that Song Yaozu not only did not restrain himself, but also deliberately stood in front of him, holding his head high and slanting at Jiang Han, looking like a slut you take me.

"You're ......! Okay, you bean bean eyes, bean sprouts, do you want me to go? Hey, why should I listen to you, what good can you give me? Jiang Han gritted his teeth and roared, realized in an instant, and immediately changed to look at him with a lazy look.

“…… Hmph, there is no benefit, love to do it or not! Song Yaozu was choked by her, sneered, deliberately hit him with his shoulder, slammed the door and went out.

Jiang Han glanced at the direction in which he disappeared, snorted, and thought, he almost fell for this beanie, this guy definitely didn't want him to do it here, and deliberately provoked.

Jiang Han really guessed this correctly!

According to what Liu Dakang told her last night, Song Yaozu, the second child of Lilai Teahouse, is eighteen years old this year, medium height, lean, with a big head, small eyes, and stingy people. His family moved to Luoxia Town eight or nine years ago, and his father said that he followed a merchant from other places to Shanyang to collect mountain goods, but he never came back, and her mother led him and his younger brother, who was nine years younger than him, to wash people in Luoxia Town. The family's livelihood is difficult, he came out to help people at the age of eleven, and has been a junior at Lilai Teahouse for two or three years. In the past six months, his mother has been sick, and the family life is even more poor, since Chen San, a shopkeeper in the teahouse, resigned, he has been pestering the shopkeeper, wanting one person to do two jobs and get two wages. Therefore, it is impossible for him to look at Jiang Han to be pleasing to the eye, and it is too normal to make things difficult or something.

There has been too much rain these days, and Wang Lilai, the shopkeeper of the teahouse, is worried about his cultivation of dozens of acres of land in Wangjia Village outside the town, where would he care about what would happen between the two guys. For most of the day, except when he introduced Jiang Han to the other two people in the store in the morning, he showed his face, and he never saw anyone again. Besides, don't look at Song Dou's small eyes, and other people's eyes are not small, how can he be blatant in front of the shopkeeper. People slapped their chests in front of the king's shopkeeper, but the so-called serious teaching was just that he put his hands in front of his chest, supported her around, and then followed her to act as an overseer. No matter how humble she was in asking for advice, he would not take the initiative to teach her anything useful.

There is also a bookkeeper in the store, Mr. Xu, who is an old man who only collects accounts and reconciles, is in his fifties and has gray hair. It is said that he took the Xiucai exam until he was almost forty years old and did not pass the exam, so he had to leave his books to work as a bookkeeper in order to make a living.

Jiang Han has been here for almost a day, and he hasn't heard a single sound. He sat at the counter, and there was no movement except for reaching out to take the money and taking the pen when collecting the money. On this day, except for the introduction and dinner meeting in the morning, at other times, she didn't remember that there was this great god in the store at all, and often thought that there were only two employees in the whole store, her and Song Douyan.

A bookkeeper actually made a deaf look at what was going on outside the window, she really doubted that such a bookkeeper could figure out the accurate daily entry and exit of the store? He sat there in the background, when the shopkeeper Wang was away, who could prevent Xiao Er from being greedy for ink and something like that?

Although she reminded herself that she must not fall for Song Yaozu and must show her best fighting spirit, at the end of the day, the little work passion she gathered last night was still exhausted.

What great achievements can be made in such a broken teahouse! She washed more than forty teapots for a day; When I went upstairs to clean, the private room upstairs was never full; I didn't add water to the teapot for a large bowl of coarse tea a few times. She really doubted how the Lilai Teahouse had managed to survive for more than ten years.

There are four people in the store, the shopkeeper doesn't seem to be in charge of things, and the bookkeeper can directly ignore it, no wonder Song Yaozu doesn't want one more of her to be an eyesore here, so he doesn't have the final say in the entire teahouse! Such a small broken shop, from the environment to the staff, can only get a big bad review, Dad also let himself come here to learn what to usher in, he is a matter of course!

However, no matter how slandered she was, she didn't dare to turn around and leave now, she didn't want to jump at home again. As long as she thinks of the picture of everyone with horns on their heads and forks in their hands, and slamming at her, she can't help but want to hug her head and run away.

After dinner, she began to disobey Song Yaozu's command, just clean the tea set, take care of the fire, and toss around in the lobby by herself, she is out of sight and out of mind, anyway, she hasn't figured out what to do tomorrow.

It was easy to close the teahouse, and when she got home, before she entered the room, she was called into the main house by Daddy Jiang, who heard the movement: "How are you doing in the store today?" ”

Although her father's main room is three, the main room is very large, with two rooms in front and back, the front room is used for guests, and the back room is his bedroom. The bedroom is simply furnished, separated by a screen, with a bed at the back, two large and small cabinets and three cages stacked on top of each other against the wall in front, and a table of eight immortals in the middle, four round stools on the side of the table, and a kettle and two teacups on the table.

Her father was sitting on a round bench on the other side of the screen.

"Not how?" Jiang Han was afraid that he would ask, so he shrugged his head and replied.

"I don't think it's very good."

"Then you still ask......" Jiang Han muttered in a low voice.

"Look up, what do you look like? After only one day of work, how can you continue to do it in the future? "Daddy Jiang slapped the table with his hand, and he hated that iron could not become steel.

"Dad, do you want to continue? The teahouse business is so bad that you can't learn anything at all. Jiang Han was taken aback and complained a little unconvinced.

"How many guests did you greet today?" Father Jiang stabilized the anger in his heart, and asked with a straight face.

"I didn't greet the guests, that Song Yaozu didn't teach me at all!"

"Oh, so you want someone else to teach you too!" Father Jiang stabbed coldly, "Why don't others teach you?" Is it because of the attitude you asked, or because of the other reasons, have you tried to figure out a solution? ”

"It has nothing to do with this, that person deliberately embarrassed me, just wanted me to go."

"Then you're kind! When others want you to leave, you immediately go along with the wishes and take the initiative to give way. Father Jiang stared at his impatient daughter in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh, "If others don't take the initiative to teach, you can take the initiative to ask, and if you don't answer if you ask, you just keep your eyes open a little wider, see how others are doing, and just do it." Tomorrow you're going to have to do a good job there, anyway. ”

She knew that it didn't make sense to her father, it was her fault anyway, and she just wanted her to do it hard anyway - if she worked hard, could she wash those tea sets out of flowers? She pursed her lips and flipped through the silver.

When Daddy Jiang saw her small movements, he knew that she was only concerned about resisting in her heart, and he didn't understand his point at all. He raised his eyebrows, stretched out his hand and knocked on Jiang Han's head, "Why do you only know how to complain when you are in trouble, but you don't know how to use your brain?" You must be staring at other people's teahouses again today, you really don't know how to observe, what kind of steps does the Song family kid take to greet guests? That's the point! ”

“……”

After a while, Jiang Han rubbed her head depressedly and walked out of the main room, thinking, how can she be so ironic that she is a modern person who is actually disgusted by an ancient person and has no knowledge?

She walked irritably to the door, turned and went straight to the kitchen, ready to boil water and take a bath to change her mood. As soon as she got close to the kitchen, she saw black smoke coming out of the kitchen door and window, and she was excited, picked up the bucket and scooped out half a bucket of water from the water tank by the well and rushed it into the kitchen. Before she stepped into the threshold, a person ran out of the door coughing, almost colliding with her, and when she looked closely, it turned out to be Yun Niang.