"You're welcome. This meal is on my table."
Fourth Master Zuo leaned over to Old Man Mu and said in a serious tone, "Old Man Mu, please don't be polite. Eat until you are full. Don't forget about it after you finish eating."
“Tsk tsk.”
Old Man Mu looked at Old Man Bai and said with a sigh, "With such a cunning mind, even noodle soup can't pass the sieve."
"For such a big fish, it doesn't matter if you are a little narrow-minded." Bai Ye laughed.
The three old men enjoyed the meal, and the other chess friends who had ordered the braised pork were also smacking their lips while eating.
"If you take this bowl of meat to Fumanlou, can you pay for it without 1 tael of silver?" someone boasted to his chess friends.
"Then you can eat it every day."
“Although the price is not high, I still can’t afford to eat it every day.”
At noon, there were 25 people sitting at the chess table, half of whom were there to eat.
This situation made Song Yuehua feel helpless.
After everyone finished eating, Xiang Xiaoyu helped Zhou Xiaohu clean up the food boxes, and Song Yuehua asked him if he wanted to find someone else to help.
There are more people ordering food now, unlike before when they only ordered set meals. With more dishes, it is naturally busier.
"Don't worry," Zhou Xiaohu said, "Let's wait until we are really too busy."
Song Yuehua nodded and handed over her finished lunch box.
"Come back to eat tonight," Zhou Xiaohu said with a smile, "It's rare that Uncle Erniu is here, and he caught a big fish. Let's make a sumptuous meal tonight."
"Okay, then I'll wait." Song Yuehua said with a smile.
It was not until the afternoon that Wei Da came, and Zhao Xiaofu came with him.
The letter Song Yuehua wrote to Master Yi yesterday was to ask him to help her find an accountant.
I have only known Xiang Xiaoyu for a few days, so I must find the accountant.
The students in the school grew up under our care, they can write and recognize, and have learned arithmetic. If there is a suitable one, they will definitely feel more at ease using it than ordinary people.
Class A and Class D are definitely not acceptable. One cannot be used and the other cannot be used.
Class C is second, and Class B is the best.
After receiving the letter, Master Yi counted the number of people in Class B and found that although there were many people, there were not many choices.
Zong Bai, Lan Yu and Ma Long, these three will be promoted to Class A.
Zhao Doudou wants to become an apprentice, but Zhu Wenyan and Zhu Pingan are no longer in the school, so the only options are Zhu Qingqing and Zhao Xiaofu.
Zhu Qingqing wanted to learn a craft from her grandfather, and she had no plans to work outside.
Then only Zhao Xiaofu is left.
Master Yi has made plans. If Zhao Xiaofu doesn't succeed, he will find someone from Class C and teach him a few more times. Keeping accounts shouldn't be a problem.
After hearing this, Zhao Xiaofu thought about it for a moment and then agreed.
"How about discussing it with your grandfather and father first?" Master Yi said.
Zhao Xiaofu smiled and said, "Master, don't worry. I can make my own decisions. Besides, they will definitely be assured that I can work in Sister Song's chess hall."
Since Blacksmith Zhao was also in the county town, Master Yi asked Wei Da to take her there later tomorrow.
When Song Yuehua saw Zhao Xiaofu, she said gently, "Have you been to the blacksmith shop? I'll go back with you first."
"OK."
After handing over the chess hall to Wei Da and Xiang Xiaoyu, Song Yuehua pushed Zhao Xiaofu's wheelchair to the blacksmith shop. Erguotou still looked unmotivated.
"What to buy..."
Erguotou became serious after seeing Zhao Xiaofu, "Xiaofu, why are you here?"
Zhao Xiaofu turned around and said to Song Yuehua, "Sister Song, please wait outside. I'll go talk to them and will be out soon."
"No rush, take your time." Song Yuehua said with a smile.
Erguotou asked her what was going on, and Song Yuehua just said that she wanted to find Zhao Xiaofu to work as an accountant in the chess club.
"This job is quite suitable for Xiaofu," Erguotou said seriously, "Uncle Zhao will definitely agree."
Song Yuehua hummed and said, "Pour me a cup of tea."
"This is not a teahouse." Erguotou muttered as he brought the teapot and placed it in front of her, "Pour it yourself."
The two of them had nothing to do, so Erguotou asked about the situation in the chess hall. When he heard that at noon and at night, all the chess players ate there with big bowls in their hands, Erguotou couldn't stop laughing.
"Or, I think you should open a restaurant instead."
Song Yuehua took a sip of water and said, "The food in the chess hall is completely different from the food in the restaurant. The guests have completely different requirements for it. My chess hall has only been open for less than a month. Why are you in such a hurry?"
"As long as you are sure."
After waiting for a while, Zhao the blacksmith pushed Zhao Xiaofu out, who was still wearing a waist cloth.
After seeing Song Yuehua, he bowed to her, and Song Yuehua was so scared that she quickly lifted him up and said, "Uncle Zhao, you can't do this."
"Miss Song, I don't know how to thank you." Zhao the Blacksmith said sincerely, "My two little girls are all thanks to you."
Song Yuehua said, "If Xiaofu doesn't have this ability, I can't accept him."
"That's right," Erguotou responded from the side.
Song Yuehua was interrupted by him, paused for a moment, and continued, "Xiaofu and I have a mutually beneficial relationship, and I cannot accept such a big gift from you."
"That's right." Erguotou nodded.
As a result, not only did Song Yuehua not want to speak anymore, but Zhao the blacksmith also didn't want to speak anymore.
Song Yuehua pushed Zhao Xiaofu back.
As they walked along the road, Song Yuehua said, "The calculations in the chess hall are also very simple. I will teach you this afternoon, and you will be able to get the hang of it in a few days."
Zhao Xiaofu raised his head and said, "Don't worry, Sister Song. I have helped Dad write the account book before, so I have some experience."
Along the way, Song Yuehua told her about the situation of the Xiang brothers and sisters in the chess hall.
When they arrived at the chess hall, the threshold at the door was a bit high, so Song Yuehua carried her directly over in the wheelchair.
Xiang Xiaoyu, who was about to come up to help, "..."
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