Lu Tong was so curious about Han Beiqing.

There was a lot of fog on her body, and she always felt that she was covered with a thin sand. Lu Tong wanted to uncover the thin sand on Han Beiqing's body, but he knew that there might be something else behind a layer of thin sand.

"Boss Lu has a lot of money, and I'm afraid that I'll come to steal business from you."

Han Beiqing smiled, his face was straight, and there was a sense of aggressive oppression on his body.

Seeing this, Lu Tong was even more curious, where did a country girl get such a big spirit? Even her Laozi Han Xiancheng does not have such a great official authority, if she is not a person who has been in office for many years, she will not have this kind of alienated and cordial sense of crampedness.

Of course, he didn't know why, because there were no female officials in this dynasty. new

Han Beiqing has been helping poverty at the grassroots level for many years, and has had a lot of contacts with the low-level people, foreign investors, local merchants, ruffians, and street tyrants.

When it's time to be cordial, be relatable. When there should be oppression, there is a lot of alienation and coldness on the body.

"Boss Han laughed." Lu Tong doesn't like Han Beiqing, who is cold and oppressive.

"I have enough money to open a restaurant, and Boss Lu can start the layout. You can sell the shops on this street."

Doing business cannot be a monopoly, and the emphasis is on win-win cooperation. Only when the street thrives, can the merchants on the street make money.

Han Beiqing's idea is to establish the first commercial street in Huaining County.

Use the bazaar to attract traffic and create an atmosphere for the dilapidated and decayed paper mill.

When the flow of customers is large, the vendors will come to do business, and the stalls and stores will perform their duties.

Han Xiancheng managed this commercial street, stall management, cleaning, customizing business hours, maintaining security, and so on.

When the paper mill is in operation, the restaurant can make money when it opens.

What slums no one comes, the corners are not good and clean enough. The place where the inferior people live will become Wang Street in an instant.

Lu Tong is a businessman, and he understands that this is the joint efforts of the county father and daughter. At least when it comes to maintaining safety and hygiene, it certainly won't be as contradictory as Main Street.

So Lu Tong released the news, and soon many shops in the paper mill were rented or sold, and it was a lot more lively.

Except for the big two-story shop that was being renovated, no one knew what to do.

Han Beiqing invited carpenters to make a batch of tables, chairs and tableware, the number was relatively large, and the construction period was very rushed, and the carpenters in the county were gathered.

Slowly, there was a rumor that the mysterious second-floor shop in the paper mill was going to open a large restaurant.

"This restaurant is not ordinary, I heard that the plates are all freshly made by carpenters, which is different from ours."

"It's just a plate and it's not a dish, no matter how many tricks you make, what's the use of a dish that doesn't taste good."

"You know! Carpenter Xu next door to my house said that it was the daughter of the county Cheng family who hired him to do things. You know her, Miss Han, she's amazing."

"Miss Han? She's opening a restaurant again? My God, whatever is sold, I'm going to taste it."

"Miss Han has a new business again? She is very powerful, she studied under the Marquis of Wuyang, which is amazing. In the front, there are oil trucks to improve the travel of our people, and then there is the "Huaining Evening News".

Rumors are always a bit outrageous.

After Wang Sanniang spread the word everywhere that Han Beiqing was the person that the Marquis of Wuyang had a crush on, Bai Zhu accompanied Han Beiqing to manage the inner house for her. At first, people thought that Han Beiqing was about to marry into the Wuyang Hou Mansion, but later there were rumors that she was out of the Wuyang Hou Mansion.

After this voice slowly flowed out, there were many changes in Han Beiqing's speculation.

Han Beiqing didn't do this, but she knew that it must have been done by the group of people in the courtyard next door.

Not long ago, Bai Zhu came back to tell her that her marquis Gu Yin had sent someone to give a New Year's gift. After this New Year's gift, the voice of her teacher from the Marquis of Wuyang began to come out.

Thinking of the gift given by Gu Yin, a smile appeared on Han Beiqing's face.

Gu Yin's gift was sent to Han Beiqing's heart every time.

The three thousand taels of silver tickets sent at the beginning, with the help of Shunqi Commercial Bank,

And this clock pocket watch.

The clock is an exquisitely made self-striking bell, a foreign product that has crossed the sea, and it is a rare thing that only a few dignitaries and nobles in the capital have.

This striking clock is a later desktop clock, with a box dial on top of it that has 12 hours. Compared with the hour, minute, and second hands of later clocks, this chiming clock is a little inferior in detail. Only the hour hand and the minute hand, Zi, Chou, Yin, Mao, Chen, Si, Wu, Wei, Shen, You, Xu, and Hai are surrounded into a circle. There is a brass pendulum below, and the sound is very loud.

When Han Beiqing came to this world, the most uncomfortable thing was time. She couldn't tell the exact time completely after studying for a long time, and she couldn't distinguish the sound of the watch.

When I met Gu Yin before, he discovered this problem. Later, in order to avoid this mistake from happening again, Han Beiqing made up for it for a while.

But this ability to calculate the approximate time by looking at the sky has never happened to her.

Later, after Bai Zhu came, she also humbly asked for advice. From Bai Zhu, Han Beiqing really understood how rich the ancient people's understanding of time was.

The corona, incense seals, sand clocks, oil lamp clocks, candle clocks, and white beads were all brought to Han Beiqing. But Han Beiqing still can't tell the time, and he can't always turn to the southeast and northwest in the barren mountains and mountains.

Since there was a chiming bell at home, Han Beiqing finally had a clear idea of time.

A pocket watch is a Western pocket watch made of pure gold.

usually goes out, holding a pocket watch in his arms to watch the time, which also makes Han Beiqing feel a hundred times happier. There is also a disadvantage, that is, the clockwork can only last for four hours, that is, eight hours.

Before Han Beiqing, there was only one person in the entire Huaining County who had a pocket watch.

That's Lu Tong.

But when Lu Tong saw that Han Beiqing also had a pocket watch, and it was not uncommon to be very casual, he felt that his world was beginning to collapse.

Han Beiqing didn't know that just with a pocket watch, Lu Tong's mentality collapsed.

After confirming the opening time with Lu Tong, Han Beiqing led Dalong Xiaocan home to study the details of the opening.

In the operation of the restaurant, Xiaocan has no intention of participating. His attention was drawn to the chiming clock in the room, and he flicked the small pendulum rarely.

"Girl, this chiming bell is so nice. After the restaurant opens, can you put one in the back kitchen? I can't tell the hours, but I can tell them with this."

Xiao Can has no heart, he can say whatever he wants, and he doesn't think it's a big deal to talk to Han Beiqing directly.

"You can't tell the hour?" Han Beiqing was a little deflated in her heart, her intelligence in this regard was the same as Xiaocan's.

"Mama Zou can't tell the difference, and Guo Zhuang can't tell the difference." Xiao Can didn't think so, he didn't think there was anything about it.

"But Guo Zhuang is very powerful, he uses a candle clock, if there is no candle, he can't tell the difference."

Xiaocan's words made Han Beiqing realize that there must be people like her in the city. Born with a low sense of time, you need tools.

But no matter what the tool, it costs money, except for the sound of playing at night.

In a flash of inspiration, Han Beiqing thought of a publicity point that could expand the influence of the hot pot restaurant.

"Dalong, you go find a big drum, it must be very loud."