079 Brilliant Ideas (2 more)

The next day, Song Lin and Song Wanyue still went to the restaurant in Gu Yi's carriage, and the shopkeeper was more enthusiastic than yesterday, eager to offer Song Wanyue as the God of Wealth, because the income in the herbal tea restaurant in the past two days was almost worth the past half a month.

"Miss Song, slow down and get out of the carriage."

"Miss Song hasn't eaten in the morning, I'll let the chef cook something delicious for you."

"Miss Song, be careful of the threshold, if you think it's too high to step over, I'll let the guy change it in a while."

"Miss Song......"

Song Wanyue,......

Syllable!

The folding fan in Gu Yi's hand knocked on the head of the shopkeeper, "Shut up!" ”

Anyway, he is also a person who has been running a restaurant for more than ten years, and he doesn't even have the eyesight to see, don't you feel uncomfortable when she sees the little girl being said?

"Little ......"

The shopkeeper was very excited, and was about to say that he couldn't keep his mouth shut, when he saw Gu Yi's eyes glaring at him, he restrained himself a little, but he still didn't return to his usual calm appearance, "Yes, young master." ”

"I went back yesterday and thought about it, I can't send too much today, it's still the same as yesterday."

The shopkeeper didn't fall asleep all night, just thinking that Song Wanyue came over today to ask her to make a few more pots, and when she heard her say that she had to do as much as yesterday, she was a little anxious, "Aunt Song......"

"Just do what the little girl said, don't do more today."

The shopkeeper is even more anxious, "Young Master......"

"I said that whoever listens to the little girl will listen to the little girl, there is no need to discuss."

The shopkeeper's anxious forehead was sweating, and he didn't care about Song Lin and Song Wanyue, so he pulled Gu Yi to the side, "Young master, do you know how much silver you sold yesterday?" ”

After speaking, without waiting for Gu Yi to answer, he first stretched out his palm and shook it, "So much, since the opening of our restaurant, there are only a handful of times when we have sold so much silver, how can we let go of this opportunity in vain?" ”

The shopkeeper is really anxious, if the master is here, he doesn't have to spend so much words, but it's the young master, the young master can obey Miss Song......

"I don't want the little girl to be affected."

"Don't worry about Miss Song, I'll ask the guy to help, Miss Song just needs to move her mouth."

Gu Yi hit him on the head again, "You are stupid, this is the ancestral secret recipe of the little girl's family, how can you let the guy see it?" ”

The shopkeeper was about to wail, but the silver of the white flowers was in front of him but he couldn't earn it, but his heart was cut like a knife, and the pain was bleeding.

"Not only today, but also in the future, only two large pots can be sold at noon and evening every day."

Song Wanyue's voice came from not far behind them.

Huo Ran, who was in charge of the shopkeeper, turned around, and a pair of eyes that were usually calm and incomparably calm almost popped out now, "What? ”

As he spoke, he walked to Song Wanyue's side, "Miss Song, we can't leave the silver and not make money." ”

He doesn't care how much herbal tea can earn, even if he gives all the income of herbal tea to Song Wanyue, he is willing, what he wants is the business that herbal tea brings to the restaurant, which is much more than the income from selling herbal tea. What if the herbal tea is not made so much, and the guests don't drink enough, what if they don't come in the future?

"The shopkeeper should know that the more things you can't get, the more you want to get them, and the same is true for herbal tea. We have a daily limit, naturally there will be people who can't drink, they will think about coming to the restaurant every day, and there will only be more and no fewer customers in the restaurant at that time. ”

The shopkeeper was stunned, he didn't think about it like this.

Gu Yi walked from behind him and knocked him with a folding fan again, "Elm head." ”

The shopkeeper raised his hand and touched his head in a daze, and looked at a few people in a daze, but he hadn't turned the corner yet.

Gu Yi didn't care about him, and led Song Lin and Song Wanyue into the house, the house had already prepared tea and snacks, after yesterday, today Song Lin was not stiff, he poured tea for himself, and drank it slowly.

Gu Yi quietly sat on the chair next to Song Wanyue, secretly raised his eyes and saw that Song Lin was drinking tea, and quietly moved the chair to Song Wanyue's side.

Song Lin didn't react.

He moved again.

Song Lin still didn't react.

Gu Yi was overjoyed and moved hard......

Whoa—

With a stabbing sound, Song Lin looked over and saw that Gu Yi was almost next to Song Wanyue, and his face suddenly darkened.

Gu Yi was so frightened that he hurriedly moved the chair farther than just now, "Don't blame me, it was the chair that accidentally slipped over." ”

Song Lin,......

Song Wanyue......

……

The shopkeeper came in after a while, obviously having figured out Song Wanyue's words, and once again brought a smile on his face to the God of Wealth, "Miss Song is really smart, I sigh to myself." ”

Hearing him say this, Song Lin and Gu Yi straightened their waists at the same time.

Out of the corner of his eye, Song Lin happened to see Gu Yi's movements, and glared at him fiercely.

The shopkeeper saw it in his eyes, and was busy relieving his young master, "Miss Song will eat a few pieces of dim sum and drink some tea first, and I will ask the guy to clean the pot." ”

……

After making the two cauldrons, the three of them went back to the house to rest for a while, Song Wanyue continued to practice calligraphy under Gu Yi's guidance, Song Lin has been staring at it with good eyes, every time Gu Yi approached Song Wanyue's side for guidance, his vicious eyes glared, but Gu Yi pretended not to feel it, so angry that Song Lin was about to grind his teeth out in the morning.

Seeing that it was almost noon, Song Wanyue put down her pen and washed her hands, so that Song Lin's teeth could be saved.

"Dad, it's almost time for the eldest brother to get out of class at this hour, let's pick him up and have dinner together."

Song Lin has a simple face, but his mind is not simple.

As soon as Song Wanyue's words came out, he understood the meaning of the words, it was time for Song Si to come over and take a look, and if there were any problems later, he could also help him get an idea, and immediately stood up, "Go!" ”

Gu Yi was a little hesitant, not knowing whether he should follow or not.

Let's follow, he is afraid that Song Si will talk about him, he doesn't dare to talk back like Song Shen; If he didn't go, Song Si would still see him when he came to the restaurant.

After hesitating for a long time, he mustered up the courage, "I'll go with you." ”

Song Lin didn't say no, it was a hot time, if it was only him, he would definitely not take Gu Yi's carriage, but he was reluctant to suffer Yue'er.

The carriage arrived at the gate of the college, and students came out one after another.

The academy is in charge of cooking, but some young masters from rich families are not used to eating it, so they go home to eat. Some students who are close to each other and whose families are poor also go home to eat, which can save a lot of money a month.

Song Lin stopped a student and asked him to help call Song Si out.

Song Si's steps were very anxious, and when he arrived in front of Song Lin and Song Wanyue, he asked eagerly, "Uncle, is there something wrong at home?" ”

He has been coming to the academy for several years, and he has never been there once on weekdays, except for someone at home who comes to pick him up during the holidays.

Song Lin patted him on the shoulder and replied with a grin, "It's a good thing." ”

Song Si's heart fell back, he took a few deep breaths, calmed his breath and asked, just about to ask what was a good thing, when he saw Gu Yi behind him, his brows furrowed.

(End of chapter)