When Song Wanyue and Song Shen went home, it was already the end of the Shen period, and after eating a full meal, Song Wanyue made some arrangements to let the six guards start teaching twelve people martial arts tomorrow.

Hearing the movement, Old Man Song came out of the house, "Yue'er is back." ”

"Grandpa."

Old Man Song sat down on the threshold and watched her wash her face with water, "Grandpa asked you something, when will the workshop start recruiting people?" ”

"In the past two days, I have already told my second brother."

Song Wanyue replied casually, only then did she realize something, wrung the handkerchief clean and put it on the shelf, and came over to sit next to Old Man Song, "Did the village chief and grandfather ask you?" ”

"Well, he wants to recruit as many people from our village as possible."

"I also told my second brother that thirty percent of the people in the workshop were recruited from our village, and the remaining seven ingredients were given to the other four villages, but this time the death deed has to be signed for a long time, especially for pharmaceutical pills, at least fifteen years."

"I see."

Old Man Song couldn't wait to get up, "You go back to rest first, and I'll go to the village chief's house." ”

The village chief took the cigarette pouch, squatted outside the dark door, stared in the direction of the Song family, and after a bag of cigarettes was smoked, he went back to the house to refill the bag. The second bag was about to be drawn, and when he saw Old Man Song walking this way, he immediately got up and almost trotted up to meet him, "How is it?" ”

Old Man Song stretched out three fingers, "Sancheng." ”

The village chief breathed a sigh of relief, there are five villages in total, and Songjia Village accounts for thirty percent, and it is already Song Wanyue who has given him a big face.

"However, Yue'er said that the death deed will be signed for a longer time this time, especially for pharmaceutical pills, at least fifteen years."

"Fifteen years is fifteen years, if it weren't for my age, I would have wanted to enter the workshop. Once you enter the workshop, you don't have to worry about making money for fifteen years. ”

Countrymen, when the wind and rain are good, the family can fill their stomachs, but if God is a little bit weak, there are many hungry families.

The village chief knocked the cigarette pouch on the sole of his shoe, "It's not early, you should go back to sleep early." ”

Old Man Song turned around and went back.

When he walked away, the village chief turned around and went to the nearest house, but he came out after a while, and then went to the next house, and in half an hour, every household in the village knew that the workshop was going to recruit three adults in the village and sign a fifteen-year contract.

Song Wanyue didn't know that the village chief couldn't wait, she slept until dawn, and after eating, she went to the county seat in a carriage.

The progress of the restaurant is very fast, and the first floor has been completed.

Seeing him coming, Zhang San and the others greeted him, Song Wanyue nodded her head in response, turned around and said to Song Lin, and went back to the mansion to find Meng, "Grandmother, should we go and buy some people back first?" ”

"I'm talking to your mother about this, we don't know each other well, and we don't know where Ya Po is."

"This is easy to say, I asked Xu Liang to invite Zhang Zhutou to come over, he is familiar."

Meng nodded, Song Wanyue asked Mama Wu to tell Xu Liang, Xu Liang went to the yamen, and quickly invited Zhang Zhutou to come, and when he heard that they wanted to buy someone, Zhang Zhutou said, "Don't come to the door, tell me the conditions for buying people, and I'll let Ya Po bring it over." ”

"Over fourteen years old, smart, be a guy running the hall."

Zhang Zhutou went to find Ya Po, and Ya Po quickly brought someone over. Since she knew that Song Wanyue was going to rebuild the restaurant, she guessed that she was going to recruit people, and she bought a lot of people back in the past few days.

After coming, Ya Po saluted Song Wanyue, and her words were a little stammering, "Miss Song, these are the best boys in my hands, you can choose at will." ”

Song Wanyue motioned for Mama Wu to move a chair out, and she helped Meng sit down.

When Ya Po saw this situation, she guessed that it was the Meng family who was the one who picked the person, and turned sideways to introduce her-

Meng Shi waved his hand, motioned for her to stand aside, and said to the humanity she brought, "From the left, you all came forward one by one to introduce yourself, saying what your name is, how old you are this year, where is your home, and why was it sold?" ”

Hearing this, the first person on the left stepped forward and stumbled to introduce himself.

Ya Po was anxious when she heard this, and coughed lightly a few times.

Meng Shi glanced at her.

Ya Po was startled, choked on her own saliva, and really coughed, coughing so red and thick neck.

"Mama Wu."

Mama Wu understood, and instructed the maid to move a small coffee table out and put it in the shade of the courtyard, bring tea, and said to Ya Po, "Please sit over there and drink tea." ”

Where did Ya Po receive this kind of treatment, flattered, after a series of thanks, went over and sat down, took a sip of tea, fragrant and refreshing, never drunk delicious, happy eyes narrowed.

After more than a dozen people were introduced, Ya Po drank all the teapots full of tea.

Meng left ten people, ten taels each.

Ya Po gave the deed of sale of these people, and happily took a hundred taels of silver tickets and took the rest of the people away.

Meng asked Mama Wu to bring ten people down to settle down.

"Now we're going to have a chef."

Whether a restaurant is good or not depends on the chef's craftsmanship. Well, naturally there are many guests; If it's not good, it won't take long for the restaurant to close.

"No need for a chef."

Meng was surprised.

"Our restaurant makes self-service barbecue and hot pot."

Hot pot Meng Shi knew that she didn't understand the self-service barbecue at all.

Song Wanyue explained to her.

After listening to this, Meng Shi felt unbelievable that there was such a way of eating.

"Self-service is charged according to the capitation, as long as the person who enters the restaurant pays the same amount of silver no matter how much he eats.

"It's not going to work, if we catch up with what we can eat, we'll have to lose money."

Song Wanyue smiled, "No." ”

Seeing that she was confident, the worry in Meng's heart receded.

"Madam, Steward Jin has arrived."

The maid reported at the gate of the courtyard.

"Let him in."

A man in his fifties walked in, slightly chubby and dusty.

"I've seen Madame, Miss Sun."

"You're just in time, Yue'er said that the restaurant makes self-service barbecue and hot pot."

"Self-service barbecue?"

The golden steward had never heard of it, and his eyes fell on Song Wanyue, for this Miss Sun, he had only heard of her name and had never seen her.

"Miss Sun, I don't know what this self-service barbecue is?"

Song Wanyue told him again.

After listening, Steward Jin's eyes lit up.

He entered the Meng family at the age of six, followed Meng Yang to do business at the age of ten, and came to the capital at the age of twenty as the marriage of the Meng family to help take care of the shop.

Immediately, all the exhaustion in his body was relieved, and he couldn't wait to say, "Miss Sun, can we talk about it in detail." ”

"Don't rush ......"

Looking at the appearance of the golden steward, he must have come overnight after receiving her letter, Meng said, "You go down to freshen up first, and come back in an hour." ”