Although Xu Yunrong felt sorry for the children because it wasn't easy for them to earn money, she wasn't one to keep refusing requests.
So he nodded and said, "Xiaoping, your uncle and I are doing well. From now on, you should take better care of yourself and your grandfather."
After delivering the gifts, Meng Dashan took out his kitchen knives and, together with Xu Ping, tried out how to arrange them. Meng Zhao took out the several scented candles he had bought and, together with Xu Yunrong, tried out the fragrances.
Smelling the fragrance emanating from the incense, Xu Yunrong said helplessly, "This fragrance smells quite nice, but once it reaches the stall, the smell of pork just wafts over you. No matter how nice it smells, it will be overwhelmed by the porky smell."
Meng Zhao felt a pang of heartache. She took Xu Yunrong's hand and said earnestly, "Mother, how about we hire two assistants for the shop? You can come and work with me."
Xu Yunrong chuckled, "You forgot? Your mother can't cook, so how can she do chores for you?"
Meng Zhao quickly said, "I'm not here to run the braised meat shop, but to help me manage the money. The shop's daily turnover is at least several taels of silver, and the workshop brings in dozens of taels every month. Because of the taxes, I have to spend a lot of time keeping accounts every day. You are literate and meticulous in accounting, so I really don't trust anyone else with this job. Only when you come can I feel at ease."
After hearing what Meng Zhao said, Xu Yunrong fell into deep thought. Meng Zhao advised from the side, "Mother, please agree to help me. Keeping accounts every day is really giving me a headache. If you don't help me, I don't know what to do."
Seeing her daughter's expectant look, Xu Yunrong nodded and said, "Alright, I'll help you once I bring the guy out."
Hearing Xu Yunrong agree, Meng Zhao was overjoyed; her team now had another literate person.
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