This was the scene Song Lin saw when she entered, Song Wan Yue holding a brush and writing low on paper, Gu Yi guiding her from the side.
Song Lin’s mind to settle the score with Gu Yi suddenly subsided at once.
Song Si had spent most of the silver he had spent on his studies over the years on hunting, and Xu had never said anything, even teaching his daughter how to read was written on the ground with a branch, and Yue had never cried over it.
But he knew that Yue’er was eager to write with a brush on paper.
“It seems” was the sound of his footsteps that was heard, Gu Yi looked up with a few curt words, “Uncle, you are back, there is water in the basin over there.”
Song Lin answered and went over to wash his hands.
Gu Yi let out a breath without a trace.
Song Lin finished washing, went back to the table and sat down, looking at Song Wangyue who was writing.
He was a big old man who didn’t know a single word before he married Xu, then he married Xu and learned to write his own name with her, anything more was too brain-intensive and he didn’t want to learn.
Looking at Song Wan Yue’s serious look at this moment, he was both heartbroken and relieved: heartbroken because although his daughter was favoured, she was still shortchanged in terms of literacy, and it was hard enough for the family to pay for a single reader, so it was impossible to hire a separate tutor for her; relieved because his daughter had followed Xu’s example and was very understanding.
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The restaurant was bustling with activity by early noon, and from the back you could hear the sound of people boiling in the front. Song Lin could not sit still and got up and went out of the house to the front lobby.
The lobby was already full of people and people were coming in all the time, and the owner was ordering his staff to temporarily add two more tables.
When he saw Song Lin coming, he was afraid that the customers would bump into him, so he personally moved a stool and put it on the side of the counter for him to sit down.
“Boss, you still owe a bowl of herbal tea here from yesterday, plus today’s is two bowls.”
As soon as a customer sat down, he shook the note in his hand and shouted.
The shopkeeper smiled and squeezed his eyebrows together, “Wait a moment, the herbal tea will be here soon.”
As soon as the words left his mouth, two fellows carefully carried in a large jar of herbal tea, twice the size of yesterday’s jar, and the lobby was abuzz with customers.
Some of them had drunk a bowl of herbal tea at noon yesterday and had come back in the evening, but there was no more, so they hadn’t slept well at night, so they were thinking of coming over earlier today to drink it, so that they wouldn’t be late.
“Give it to me first!”
“Give it to me first!
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Several voices rang out at the same time.
The shopkeeper was happy to see even more eyebrows, “Don’t be in a hurry, everyone. We have plenty of herbal tea prepared today, so we can guarantee that everyone can have some.”
Even though he said so, some impatient people came over with bowls, “Fill them up for me, the kind that will spill out if you move.”
The mate looked at the shopkeeper and saw him nodding slightly, so he carefully opened the lid and gave him a bowl, the kind that really must be able to spill out.
The man didn’t take it, but lowered his head and took a big sip, the cool and comfortable feeling immediately penetrated his limbs once again, “Painful!”
Only after saying this did he take the bowl from the mate and carefully carry it back.
Several other people also followed suit, sitting in their seats and waiting, not to mention, even if they were a little bit short of dissatisfaction they were not willing to, the whole lobby boiled into a frenzy.
Song Lin looked dumbfounded, yesterday he heard Song Wan Yue say that he did not feel anything, today he saw it with his own eyes and realized that it was really hot, according to this momentum, it would be difficult for their Song family not to get rich.
He hurriedly got up and went to the back of the house. Before he entered the door, his voice already sounded out with uncontrollable excitement, “Yue’er.”
Song Wan Yue had just finished washing the ink on her hands, when she heard the words she looked towards the door and saw Song Lin walking in with an excited face, she understood what was going on, “Father saw it?”
Song Lin’s head nodded like a chicken pecking rice, his normally calm and unruffled eyes were now filled with excitement, “This is a good business!”
Song Wan Yue gestured for him to sit on a chair, “Yesterday, today and tomorrow are free of charge, the day after tomorrow will start charging five yuan a bowl, we will see if it will still be so popular then.”
The cold skin was made of white flour, with cucumber and various seasonings, and was only sold for fifteen yuan a piece.
“Isn’t that a bit too expensive? The average person can’t afford to drink at such a price.”
The herbal tea was not for ordinary people, it was for those with money, something Song Wan Yue did not say to Song Lin, “My herbs are not cheap.”
In fact, those herbs were not worth much money, but this could not be said to Song Lin.
Song Lin slapped his head, “Look at me, I’m so happy and confused, I forgot to use the best herbs, they’re not expensive, five wen yuan is not expensive at all, father thinks they can be sold for more, eight wen yuan is good.”
Song Wan Yue,……
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At noon, the two large pots of herbal tea made were all given out, and many people didn’t have enough and yelled for the shopkeeper to bring in another pot, which they paid for.
The shopkeeper didn’t expect that there were two big pots, and not a single drop was left. He bowed his hand towards the crowd, “Everyone, everyone, the process of this herbal tea is very tedious, we only made two big pots in one night, and they have all been delivered.
The jar of herbal tea had indeed reached the bottom, and the crowd could not say anything more.
When they had quietened down, the shopkeeper hurriedly came to the back and arched his hand towards Song Wan Yue, “Miss Song, I need to trouble you to make two more pots.”
Gu Yi frowned slightly.
Song Wangyue responded, “Yes.”
The shopkeeper hastily thanked her, “Miss Song has worked hard, I will order someone to prepare a sumptuous meal.
There are so many customers at the restaurant today that the staff are busy, and the back kitchen is even more busy.
Gu Yi had already wanted to order the head chef to prepare the meal, but was stopped by Song Wan Yue, who told Xiao Si to send a message to Song Shu and the others, telling them to go back after selling the cold skins and not to wait for them.
“Go on, go on, we’re all going to starve to death.”
Gu Yi waved his hand.
The shopkeeper hurriedly retreated to give orders.
The meal was quickly brought up, six dishes and a soup, very delicate, Song Lin had never eaten such dishes and was a bit afraid to put his chopsticks down.
“Uncle eat, little girl eat.”
Gu Yi greeted, and couldn’t wait to clip the dishes into his mouth, he was really hungry and took a big bite.
Song Wangyue also chucked a bit of the dish into the plate in front of her.
Song Lin looked at Gu Yi and then at Song Wan Yue, he only picked up the rice and was just about to eat it when a chopstick of vegetable was put into his bowl.
“Eat up, father, the herbal tea has brought fire to the restaurant’s business, this meal is on the boss’s treat.”
She didn’t dare say it was Gu Yi’s treat, otherwise Song Lin was afraid he wouldn’t even eat the rice.