Han Zeyu's appetite failed to shock the boss, but instead scared the waiter and the store owner.
The shop owner couldn't help but feel lucky that his boss was not at home today, otherwise he would definitely send this unknown good-for-nothing away personally with a curse.
The seat Han Zeyu chose was particularly convenient for him to pick up his food. He was seen frequently going back and forth between the table and the food area.
After going back and forth again, the most valuable pot of food was finally cleared out.
After Su Shien had eaten, he served the dishes to Yu Ge'er. He ran back and forth a few more times to help digest the food, and maybe he could eat a few more bites later.
In fact, his cooking skills are just average and the taste is just so-so.
Han Zeyu ate for a quarter of an hour, and later the restaurant stopped giving him more food. Han Zeyu did not just sit there and wait, but turned his attention to other dishes.
Tsk~ I just ate two more bites, you really can’t afford to make such a fuss.
After eating two more dishes, Han Zeyu felt that there was nothing delicious left. When she estimated that the time was about right, she asked her husband to retreat. This man had a normal appetite and not very good fighting ability, so she would not bring him next time.
Su Shien felt ashamed. Even after training, he was unable to double his appetite, hindering his husband's revenge plan.
After returning home, Han Zeyu worked furiously to develop a new menu. He had been eating in the cafeteria for so many years, so how could he not find a few dishes that were both cheap and delicious?
But his poor handwriting gave Su Shien a headache, and she thought to herself, why is there something missing when this person writes?
But this is understandable. After all, Yuger never went to school, and the characters used in the world he originally lived in were different from those used now.
Su Shien wondered what the chances were of giving Yuger a copy of regular script calligraphy without getting beaten.
Maybe he could give it to her at night, after all, Yu Ge'er was at his gentlest temper at that time.
The font currently used in the imperial examination is "regular script", which has been selected as the standard font due to its rigorous structure, clear strokes and high recognition.
Since the imperial examination requires a more fair and objective evaluation of candidates' knowledge, the use of a unified font standard can ensure the fairness and consistency of grading to the greatest extent.
In addition to studying every day, Han Zecang has to spend half an hour practicing calligraphy. It is really miserable and he regrets not cherishing the time and opportunity.
When he was a tutor, it would have been better if he had practiced calligraphy as a precaution.
When the fat young master used white rice paper to paint the picture of the lady, it would have been better if he had kept more paper for himself.
What a pity, what a pity.
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The next day, several people returned to Yunshan Village. This time he came to distribute benefits to everyone again, and the village chief and elders expressed their warm welcome.
But this time the job was a bit strange. Han Zeyu hired people to go down to the river to dig mud and sand.
The men are familiar with this job. Every year the government requires them to perform labor service. Those who pay money can be exempted from labor service, but most of their families will take turns sending male adults to serve.
The corvée labor here usually involves clearing river channels and digging out silt and river sand, a job they are very familiar with.
Han Zeyu needs to refine clay to burn the type molds, which is also the most primitive material for movable type.
The economically developed areas in the south have begun to use copper movable type for printing, but those rare metals are difficult to obtain and too expensive. They just want to open a small workshop to print storybooks, so there is no need to waste that money.
Lin Jing's famous bookstore now uses wooden movable type, which is easy to obtain, low in cost and quick to produce. As far as he knows, most bookstores use this type.
Copper mines are difficult to obtain and wood is difficult to carve. Han Zeyu's strengths are not in these areas, so he asked the experienced brothers and uncles in the village to go to the river to get clay.
Clay is a kind of river sediment. It is a muddy solid formed by the strong pressure of river water and the humid environment. It has strong adhesiveness.
Clay is used to make plates, bowls, tea sets, vases, etc.
It was already late autumn, and Han Zeyu was not a heartless boss who exploited his workers. He asked Tiezhu to set up a pot by the river and cook fish soup for everyone. He put a lot of ginger in the soup to drive away the cold.
Everyone sighed and said that it was Yu Ge'er who was really good. He could even get some meat while cooking a soup. It was a worthwhile job.
In the evening, Zhao Xun came to deliver tomorrow's fish to Brother Han. He was shivering with cold. It was really terrible to go to the river in such weather.
Han Zeyu asked him to sit by the stove and warm himself by the fire. Looking at the little Pork Rib Spirit curled up on a small stool, he suddenly felt that the boy had a unique skeleton and seemed to be a good seedling.
"Stand up and turn around twice."
Zhao Xun was confused, but he still did as he was told. After all, he had nothing to gain, and Brother Han would not harm him.
This silly child is still too young. You know, in the adult world, everything is possible!
After Tiezhu stepped forward to teach Ergouzi a lesson, Zhao Xun's life became noticeably calmer.
Because of the fruit picking, I made a few new friends. Now my life is pretty comfortable and I have become a little fatter, although only a little bit.
Han Zeyu measured Zhao Xun's height and nodded with satisfaction. Doesn't that company love to imitate others? Then why not bring a little cheat to mess things up?
After collecting the clay for two days, Han Zeyu saw that it was almost enough, so he paid everyone their wages and took Zhao Xun and the two trucks of clay back to the county town.
Zhao Xun was eleven years old when he first entered Qingshan County. He found everything strange.
After all, he was just a child who had never seen the world. When he arrived at Han Ji and saw the delicious food he had never eaten or seen before, he was stunned.
Han Zeyu raised his hand and slapped Zhao Xun, saying disdainfully, "Go eat! What are you standing there for? Let me see your strength."
Zhao Xun stopped eating when he was 80% full, but he was too embarrassed to let go.
After Han Zeyu's evaluation, he felt that this kid was still qualified to participate in the business war.
The next day, she waved her hand and said, "Come on, I'll take you guys out for a nice meal. If you're paying, you can eat as much as you want, but you should also eat within your means. Don't overeat. Seeing a doctor and getting medicine is much more expensive than self-help."
Su Shien was eliminated because of his poor appetite and missed the business competition. He had no choice but to write calligraphy at home to prepare for casting the font mold.
Han Zeyu's unpretentious business war team has been assembled, with a total of four elite members.
As a person with superpowers, he has an amazing appetite.
A natural born glutton, a man with a big mouth and who is not picky about food.
Han Ze'an, who is in the midst of a broken heart, turns his grief and anger into appetite.
And Zhao Xun, who looks thin but is actually very talented.
This kid's height and age are perfect for exploiting loopholes in the rules.
The four-member team marched towards Qingshan Academy with high spirits...
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