arranged their work for a while, and waited until Ruyun's sister-in-law came over, and after the two met, they got up and said goodbye.

Ruyun wanted to keep them at home for dinner, but the two of them thought about it and refused, they stayed Ruyun must prepare well, and don't delay others if they work hard and hurt money.

On the way home, Qiu Rongrong was puzzled and asked Wen Yao why she arranged the time for work like this, after all, whoever works is not a day away, where is there a break for an hour.

Wen Yao sat in the carriage, leaned on the window to look at the traffic and bustling market outside, and replied: "It is not easy for women to work, and they have elderly people and children to take care of at home, and it is already very good for the family to support them to come out to work.

Anyway, the work in our workshop is simple, and there is no need to tie people up all day, so that they can take care of the family and not delay the work, and they will only do it more dedicatedly. ”

Qiu Rongrong thought for a while, and finally stretched out her head with her to look at the street outside, and said with emotion: "Yes, many things are unfair to women, just like me, although those people politely called me Qiu Shopkeeper, but I know that many people still look down on me in their hearts, just because I am a woman." ”

Wen Yao leaned on the window and turned her head to look at her, smiling like a dazzle with stars: "So, we should be more considerate of women's difficulties, and we also have to prove to those who look down on us that whoever said that women should stay in the deep boudoir and teach their children, we don't." ”

Qiu Rongrong was infected by her, and also nodded: "Yes, we don't, those stinky men look down on us, then I want to make more money, and I will smash them until they are convinced." ”

After saying that, both of them laughed.

Mingyue and Qiaoyan also laughed.

Only the patrol who was driving the car outside touched his nose awkwardly.

Hey, he is also a man, but he has never looked down on women, those who look down on women, are what is the name of the word that Miss Yaoyao said, yes, shrimp head man!

Back at home, Mama Shi had already cleaned up the house, the bedding was also laid out, all the utensils in the kitchen were prepared, the dishes were bought and washed, Wen Yao only needed to take a spoon.

This can stunned the harvest of grains who just came to Wen's house on an errand, it was actually the young lady who cooked for them, can they still eat this meal?

It wasn't until Mama Shi asked them to bring the food to the table that the four of them reacted.

Fortunately, now Mama Shi insists that the master of the family and the subordinates eat separately, otherwise it will not be a rule, otherwise a group of people will still eat in one room.

After eating, Mama Shi took Mingyue and Qiaoyan to clean up the mess, and Wen Yao and Qiu Rongrong walked around the courtyard to eat.

"The two shops have to be renovated, this matter is handed over to Uncle Zhang and Uncle Lobby, just follow the decoration of our shop over there in Cloud Town, the teahouse, the chef left behind is good at making dim sum, and I don't know if the apprentice brought out by Master Chen can do it." Qiu Rongrong said as she walked.

Wen Yao rubbed her stomach gently, she accidentally ate too much today, she thought about it after hearing this, and said: "Try it, this hot pot doesn't need any big skills, I will fry the hot pot base and send it to me, just boil the soup and cook it, since it is the main hot pot, there should not be many people who eat stir-fried vegetables, Master Chen has already let Wu Xing take charge of the spoon alone, what's not to do." ”

Qiu Rongrong nodded, and looked up at the moon in the sky, it was already fifteen, and only half of the moon in the sky was left, and the moonlight was sprinkled, and the wind blew to give birth to a trace of coolness.

It's getting colder and colder.

"This matter still has to be arranged as soon as possible, winter is a good season for hot pot, and you can't miss this one." Qiu Rongrong said, looked at Wen Yao again, and said: "Then Mr. Storyteller, we haven't seen it yet, let the shopkeeper find someone tomorrow, listen to it first, although the main thing is hot pot, but if this book is not good, it will also smash our own signboard." ”

"Makes sense." Isn't it just storytelling, she has so many stories, just taking out the four famous books is enough, don't worry about no business.

Thinking of this, Wen Yao began to be silly, and they would definitely be able to make a lot of money when the time came.

"The private room on the second and third floors can also arrange mahjong, hehe, go back and let Uncle Zhang take people to do more." Wen Yao's eyes are full of gold, she deeply liked this kind of combination when she traveled to Sichuan, eating hot pot and playing mahjong is simply a great joy in life.

The two agreed, and the next day they went directly to the teahouse, and there were still a few guests drinking tea.

"Boss, you're here." When the shopkeeper saw them, he hurried out.

Wen Yao looked at the few guests who were sparsely lala, and sighed helplessly, blind to such a good building.

"Shopkeeper, where is the storyteller in our building? My sister and I haven't met yet, so you bring someone to meet us. Wen Yao said.

The shopkeeper was happy, he was still thinking about how to mention this matter to the two owners yesterday, after all, the teahouse has changed hands, and I don't know if I need to talk about Mr. Storyteller in the future, they have cooperated with Lao Wang for so many years, and they also understand Lao Wang's situation and personality, so they naturally hope that he will stay.

"Okay, okay, the small one will let people find people."

The shopkeeper called the men and asked them to go and call Wang Kuaizui.

Wen Yao was stunned for a moment when she heard this name: "Shopkeeper, why do you call Mr. Storyteller such a name?" Is that what he called? ”

The shopkeeper shook his head with a smile: "No, Lao Wang's real name is Wang Sheng, originally the family provided him with school to let him one day gain fame and be promoted to make a fortune, but after taking the exam a few times, he found that he was not the material for reading, but he told the story to the truth, so he changed his career to become a storyteller, because he was eloquent and fast-talking, so the big guy gave him a nickname called Wang Kuaizui." ”

I see.

Eloquence is good, isn't this storytelling just a good way to talk about emotion and eloquence.

The two waited in the teahouse, and soon the man came with a little old man with a beard, who looked younger than the old man Wen, but was very energetic.

"Lao Fang, why did you call me." Wang asked the shopkeeper quickly.

The shopkeeper pulled him: "Let's go, take you to meet the new owner." ”

Wang Kuai's mouth was stunned, but after thinking about it, he understood, this teahouse had been said to be sold before, and it seemed that he had found a buyer.

The shopkeeper came over with Wang Kuaizui, and saw two young girls sitting there, and when they saw him coming, they all looked at him.

Without waiting for the shopkeeper to speak, Wang Kuaizui made a gesture to the two: "Wang Sheng has seen the owner. ”

No matter which one is the owner, it will be said after all.