"Girl, I think it's a bit of a hassle to take care of the rice. Wages plus lunch money, that's it, why bother everyone to eat there."

Walking out of the bookstore, Dalong followed Han Beiqing's side, not quite agreeing with her decision just now.

Han Beiqing leaned on the side of the bridge and happened to see two oil trucks turning around on both sides of the bridge and staggering on the bridge.

"Peng and Liu set off on time from the east and west gates at two o'clock every day. It stops once every four miles, and stops at each stop for a stick of incense."

Han Beiqing did not respond to Dalong's question, but smoothed out the running time of the oil truck in his heart: "At half past six, the east of the city will set off on time. The time of Silidi is about 12 minutes, which means that the time to reach the market in the east of the city is 6:42, and it takes five minutes for a stick of incense to burn out. The time to leave the Chengdong Bazaar is 6:47. That's at the third quarter."

By analogy, the first oil truck of Yuanfeng Hall to the west of the city was the first moment of the hour.

Han Beiqing looked at Da Long: "Peng and Liu are very meticulous in driving, and Lao Cao told me that I have hardly been late in the past few days of trial operation."

"yes, yes." Dalong looked puzzled: "This isn't very powerful, it's just a car."

"If you look at the flow of people on this street, every time you get on and off the bus, there are more people watching the excitement than the people in the car. No bumping people, no damage to goods on the street, and arriving at each scheduled station on time. It shows that these two are in a state of high tension at all times."

Han Beiqing has some words that Dalong can't understand. He didn't know that Han Beiqing had come from an era hundreds of years later, and he would only feel that he couldn't keep up with Han Beiqing's thoughts if he didn't read much.

"The second quarter of the year starts and the end of the line is between the third quarter of the hour and the first quarter of the hour. These two of you, the time is just right." Han Beiqing felt that he had hit a big luck, although these two drivers were older. But this skill of driving a car is really much better than that of young people.

There were no watches in this era, and the two never arrived after eight o'clock when they reached the end at seven fifty-one. According to Lao Cao's observation, these two time cards are very accurate every time. This shocked Han Beiqing and admired it.

"When the carriage has traveled twenty miles, it is necessary to feed some rest and feed grain and grass. Therefore, the time to return in the morning is set at the right hour, and the time to return to the end point is the first quarter of noon. It's time for lunch."

Han Beiqing looked at Da Long: "They have to rush home at lunchtime, whether it is the east of the city or the west of the city, the distance is quite far, not very convenient. The bookstore is next to the east of the city, so that the two of them have more time to rest every other day."

"When the bookstore is busy, it must be sold along the street. Whether you hire a newspaper boy or sell your own people, the wages will always be overpaid." Han Beiqing looked at Dalong with a shrewd expression.

Dalong suddenly realized: "The tabloid is distributed and sold every afternoon, and the customers who can get it will come to pick it up, and those who are far away can buy it from the oil truck."

No wonder the coachmen come to the bookstore for dinner, and after eating, they can take the tabloids and sell them.

"Girl, you're so smart." Dalong was shocked by Han Beiqing's clever mind, how did he figure it out.

"In the future, there will be no shortage of such businesses, such as replacing things from oil trucks. You can't piggyback on it for free, or send a message to seal the letter on your behalf. Such a small amount of money can be earned by Peng and Liu. I don't care about that." Only by having invisible benefits can we stimulate the passion of employees. Han Beiqing knows this very well in her heart, she has never earned a small amount of money from ordinary people.

"I'll go home for dinner for the time being, and you can let them know while you're eating. For lunch, let Xiaocan deliver it. Later, it appeared in the tabloid newspaper, and let him follow him to work on the counter."

Da Long frowned and puzzled: "Xiao Can? He can't do it, after all, he is not mentally complete. If something gets into trouble, it's not good, why don't you let me go, or Lao Cao can do it."

Han Beiqing glanced at Dalong helplessly: "Xiao Can is mentally incomplete, so he should have more contact with people. It's just to look at the store, and it's not for him to talk about business. Besides, I think that once the tabloid is started, someone will inevitably make trouble. The bookstore must have its own people, so I can feel at ease." Z.br>

Da Longxin said, then it's not right for me to go.

Han Beiqing saw what Dalong was thinking, and explained, "In the future, we will have a lot of business to do, and we will be involved in a wide range like Lu Tong. Is it possible that you and I have to do everything ourselves? You go to the store, so who cares about the printing? Do you think I can go out of the city to the Lu family's printing factory, watch the workers work, and drive the carriage to pick up the goods?"

Dalong was told by Han Beiqing, and his old face was red. Quickly bowed his head and apologized, and said with a look of self-reproach, "It's my fault, I thought too little. I just think that the bookstore business is complicated, and the opening is imminent, so there must be reliable henchmen to stay here."

"Da Long, although Lao Cao is a high martial artist, he is just a long-term worker after all. It's not that I'm not worried about his character, it's that the stakes are so high that I have to have my own henchmen to take care of them. I can't walk around the city at will, and with the identity of the county lady's daughter, I have a lot more shackles on my body than when I was a country girl in the past."

Dalong was very moved by Han Beiqing's heartfelt words, he knew that Han Beiqing didn't tell a lie, and he didn't give him empty words again. Rather, they expect too much from him and have to be entrusted with heavy responsibilities.

"Girl, I, I was wrong. It's me who blames you, Brother Cao has been a centurion and has fought and seen the world. I see that you are full of praise for Brother Cao, thinking that you dislike us."

So in the past few days, the Dalong Xiaocan brothers have behaved abnormally. The dragon has become less calm and sleek than before, but has emerged everywhere.

It turned out that it was because of this, Han Beiqing suddenly realized and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"We've been together for so many years, and we've been like a family for a long time. If I can't believe any of you, then how will I live alone for decades to come......

Han Beiqing just sighed that he was fighting here alone, and he always felt a sense of loneliness. Da Long was thinking about the Han family who were far away in Qishan.

When she first came to the Han family, Miss was also Mrs. Han's favorite granddaughter, and she was the person who took care of the Han family.

Now the family is much better than before, but the young lady is separated from them.

Dalong cautiously looked at Han Beiqing's slightly lonely expression, and a thought flashed in his heart.

If you want to find a confidant, outsiders are always inferior to your closest relatives. Miss's cousins in her hometown are all of good character. If they can come and help the young lady, it will be much better than hiring outsiders.

"Miss, why did you come out? Are you waiting for the slave?" Xinrui, who ran out to buy water for Han Beiqing to drink, hurried over with a sweat.