"I always tell you, don't look down on others. Do you remember now?"

The shopkeeper tapped the waiter on the head and scolded him.

Song Yuehua delivered the tofu to You's house, and Zhou Xiaohu hurriedly took out the copper coins from his pocket to pay.

"No need," Song Yuehua said, "Tonight, Wei Da and I will send Master Yi back. Tomorrow, Wei Da will come to look after the store. You can record the daily meals and count how many chess tables were opened in the morning and at noon. I will come to reconcile the accounts the day after tomorrow to see if he made any mistakes."

"The chess club has just opened, why are you handing it over to someone else?" Zhou Xiaohu asked.

Song Yuehua smiled and said, "It's the birthday of the big and small treasures. We have to spend a good day with them."

"A child's birthday is not a big deal..." Zhou Xiaohu advised, "The chess hall has just opened, so it's more important to take care of this. Besides, the child's birthday can be celebrated every year."

Song Yuehua asked, "Can you celebrate your 7th birthday again?"

“How can this be…”

Seeing that Zhou Xiaohu couldn't understand, Song Yuehua didn't want to say more, and just said, "I'll say hello to Zhang Rushan and ask him to look after it. When you deliver the food, remember to help me keep the account."

Zhou Xiaohu nodded, his expression a little unnatural, "Daya, don't you believe Uncle Wei?"

"This is how business should be done. It has nothing to do with whether you believe it or not. Only when the accounts are clear can you understand it in your heart."

Song Yuehua continued, "If you can't do things clearly, one thing at a time, and don't leave any tricks, then your business won't last long."

Zhou Xiaohu had never done business before, so he really didn't understand. He just said, "Okay, I'll buy a notebook and help you remember it every day."

Song Yuehua returned to the house, took out an empty account book and said to the brush and ink, "I have some here, you can use it, and I will replenish it for you when you run out."

Originally Zhou Xiaohu wanted to be polite, but when he thought about what Song Yuehua had just said, he accepted it.

Zhou Xiaohu added, "When you go back, ask Master Yang to make a few more food boxes for me. I don't have enough here."

"Okay," Song Yuehua said again, "Are you not going to run that snack business anymore?"

Zhou Xiaohu smiled and said, "The prices of meat and grain are too high now. It's not suitable to run a small stall business. Ji Ming asked me to do the food business first. When I save enough money and the grain prices return to normal, it won't be too late to rent a store and run a good business then."

Song Yuehua nodded and said, "Ji Ming has considered everything very comprehensively. It would be good if you listen to his opinions."

"The guests at the chess hall have responded very well to the food these days. The stalls you set up are not suitable. The prices in the restaurant are not affordable for most people. Your stalls are a good way to fill the gap."