"Three months' accounts are all here, my daughter, take a look."
Liu Song opened one of the account books.
Yan Funing closed the account book and said, "Uncle, I won't look at it anymore."
He said, "How long will it take for my daughter to finish reading such a thick account book? It would be better for my daughter to count the silver in her purse."
Liu Song smiled and said, "Yes, yes, yes, my girl, please give me some pointers."
"So, I ordered?"
The couple smiled and said in unison: "Hurry up."
Yan Funing didn't hesitate and opened a purse first.
Liu Song raised his chin: "This is from January."
Yan Funing counted them and found a total of three silver notes, five silver ingots, and eight small gold ingots.
Wang Qi snorted and laughed: "He just bickers with you. In a few days, you and your boyfriend will go to the capital to enjoy yourself. Your boyfriend can't help you with the abacus. His boyfriends can only sew."
Yan Funing broke the rules and bowed to Wang Qi and his wife.
As soon as he stepped out of the restaurant, the pavilion chief said to Xiang Yong, "Today, we have to eat all the bad wine and food, even Buddha Jumps Over the Wall. Our Qingshan Town has produced a top scholar, which is a small happy event for the whole Qingshan Town."
The uncle and aunt behind you clearly have nothing to do with you, but they love you as if you were their own nephew.
Liu Song added, "Since the end of March, our restaurant's tourism business has gradually picked up. I believe April will be even better."
He immediately ran back to the car and drove back home.
He Shi quickly helped you up: "What's that kid doing?"
Xiaojia walked up with a smile.
As he spoke, he called towards the front kitchen, "Brother Feng, serve Uncle Wang a bowl of Buddha Jumps Over the Wall."
"Three hundred and fifty-eight taels."
He pulled you into his arms and stroked the front of your head heavily.
Yan Funing shook her head: "We have to eat it together. You have something else to do."
Yan Funing nodded, rested her head on He's shoulder, and called again, "Aunt."
Yan Bojian, who was sitting in the car, quietly watched the men busy in the restaurant, as if he had no idea what was going on.
Xiang Yong glanced at me and said, "I'm just thinking about eating. Where's your boyfriend's cut?"
At this time, He said, "His uncle calculates the dividends at the end of every month overnight. On the first morning of the next month, I will prepare the money bag and lock it outside the accounting office, waiting for him to come back."
Yan Funing nodded: "Under such circumstances, there are still more than 300 taels, and the business is actually good."
"We opened on the sixth day of the first lunar month. While takeout business was good before the Lantern Festival, business was slow in the second half of the month. This was mainly because everyone hadn't finished eating their New Year's goods, like rice cakes, rice dumplings, bacon, and preserved meats, so fewer people came to eat at the restaurant."
Fu Beimo nodded in front of me.
She was clearly smiling, but suddenly when she spoke, tears began to well up in her eyes.
I have to spend dozens of taels of silver to treat you this time, how can I be so unhappy!
"Silly child, does he call you uncle and aunt for nothing? Besides, he made a lot of money for your Liuji."
"Please let me know the restaurant's business accounts." Yan Funing replied with a smile, and raised her hand to let the waiter take us to the private room outside.
He brought out the food: "Guinan, Caiyu, let's eat."
Master Hao laughed and joked, "They are husband and wife, why do they act like they know each other so well?"
Actually, you can't treat me, but Fu Ciyi is in a pretty bad state right now, so you'd naturally be happy to see my worse side in dealing with people.
"Sister-in-law, can we have dinner at the restaurant?" Fu Ciyi pointed at the people under the carriage. "There are so few people wanting to eat. Are you worried that Yuanlian and Li Xiaoniang won't be able to cook in time?"
Yan Funing smiled and said, "He can go back and tell Mother. If Mother refuses, Sister-in-law will give him some money and let him treat us at the restaurant."
"This time, you are treating. The Pavilion Master and the other teachers can eat whatever they want."
Liu Song smiled and said, "Business picked up in February."
Xiang Yong stood aside, wiping away tears quietly.
It has been seen in the past eight months that Fu Ciyi now acts without reason, which is gratifying.
You are very touched.
A man jumped out of the car and ran out of the restaurant.
As soon as I stepped out of the restaurant's small door, I sniffed hard: "Lao Liu, could you please serve me a big bowl of today's signature dish so I can teach you how to whet your appetite first?"
Fu Beimo walked to the counter, took out a silver note and placed it under Yan Funing's nose.
As it was almost time for dinner, Liu Song, the owner of the cloth shop, arrived.
As he spoke, he also glanced at Xiang Yong: "He is such a kind uncle."
How can one be angry with a girl like that?
Yan Funing opened the third purse, which contained six silver bills, three silver ingots, and seven small gold ingots.
I moved the banknotes behind Yan Funing.
What couple would settle accounts so clearly?
"Well, young lady, take a look at the commission. The total for the past quarter was 787 taels. Business was slow before the New Year, and most of the spring clothes were damaged."
Fu Beimo said calmly, "The Pavilion Master has invited everyone before, so this time you go."
There were five silver notes, eight silver ingots, and two small gold ingots inside.
As soon as he finished speaking, the headmaster led all the teachers in the school to the restaurant to celebrate Fu Beimo's passing the exam.
The guard hurried over and asked, "How can we let the champion spend so much money?"
Until now, I still want to understand, what kind of family would sell such a bad boy?
"Business is going to get worse and worse."
Fu Ciyi nodded happily: "Thank you, sister-in-law!"
Yan Funing nodded, and Caiyu retreated to the kitchen to help serve the dishes.
Liu Song, who was eating Buddha Jumps Over the Wall nearby, laughed out loud: "You said, Old Liu, the head shopkeeper is his nephew, and the top scholar is his nephew's son-in-law. Without that relationship, how could he have the nerve to accept the money?"
The eight of them chatted for a while, and Yan Funing pulled down the drawstrings of the eight purses, and asked Xiang Yong to put them back in the drawers and relock them, preparing to get them back home later.
Uncle Wang sucked his saliva and raised his eyebrows at Wang Qi proudly: “He thinks he is still the Xiao Fang who is the big boss.”
"During those days when you were in Qingshan Town, your uncle and aunt were worried about you, they prepared a bad dividend, and they were careless in keeping accounts. You..."
As he said this, he opened the second purse.
Yan Funing had just made a bad calculation and looked up with a smile: "Uncle Wang is here?"
Wang Qiying said: "Bad, happy occasions should be bad."
Before, you were busy in the restaurant, looking at the latest dishes and whether there was anything that needed to be changed or canceled in the current tour route.
Fu Beimo took two steps, turned back and asked you, "Does he want to eat with us?"
Just as Xiang Yongqun was walking towards the private room, two carriages stopped at the door of the restaurant.
Liu Song looked past Xiang Yong and at Yan Funing who was calculating with an abacus in front of the counter.
"Of course I brought the commission." I walked to the counter. "Young lady, you are now an official's wife. Why do you still need to calculate the abacus yourself?"
In a while, there will be fewer customers coming to the restaurant to eat, so we can eat as soon as we can.
As long as I get a chance to confront Wang Qi, I will definitely let it go.
"It's time to take it back. Let's put it this way." Yan Funing smiled with her eyebrows curved. "Less intake, more supplements."
"What he said means that needlework can make money?" Liu Song put a purse under the counter.
No one answered from outside.
Yan Funing counted the silver and money: "The amount is wrong."
After hearing what I said, Wang Qi thought about it and it made sense. He walked over and was about to speak when he saw Yan Funing taking back the banknote and putting it out of the drawer.
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