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Chapter 586: Return

There are four rooms in the backyard of the inn where people can live.

There is only one bed in a room.

Meng Chaoqun lived in one room, and when Mrs. Zhong came, the couple naturally wanted to live in the same room.

In the room where Ma Liang lived, the younger Meng Chengcheng slept with him.

In addition, Wu took Meng Yingzi to sleep in the same room.

Luo Daquan was left to live in a room by himself.

Song Qiu asked Du Chuanfu to live with Luo Daquan first. She, Lihua and Alingze opened a guest room upstairs and stayed there before leaving.

It doesn't mean that they can leave as soon as Mrs. Zhong and the others arrive. Song Qiu can rest assured only after seeing that Mr. Zhong and the others are doing things smoothly and everything goes smoothly.

Zhong had no problem with the dishes that the inn always had, but Song Qiu had to teach her a little more about dishes like loach and eel.

As for the cold shrimp jelly, Wu has been making it with Wang and others at the Songshan Inn for so many years, so there is no problem.

From the second day on, Song Qiu completely lost her grip. She handed all the cooking in the kitchen to Mrs. Zhong. Mrs. Liu helped her and also started to make some side dishes. After all, when she got busy, Mrs. Zhong's actions couldn't compare with Song Qiu's.

In case the food was served slowly, Mrs. Liu also had to put it on the stove, so Meng Yingzi took charge of lighting the fire.

Outside in the lobby, Luo Daquan waits and serves dishes, while Meng Cheng does miscellaneous tasks, serving tea and bowls and chopsticks to the guests.

The tea shed was left to Wu and Jiang.

When things get busy, Ma Liang is always available to help.

Song Qiu watched from the sidelines for three days. Everything in the inn was in order and there was no trouble. Zhong's craftsmanship was not criticized by the guests.

In this way, even if she left, the inn could still operate as usual, just like Songshan Inn, and Song Qiu felt relieved.

Therefore, Song Qiu decided to return.

After the luggage was packed that night, Song Qiu asked Meng Chaoqun to take care of the accounts and explain something to him.

It has been twenty-two days since the Crescent Inn opened, and it has made a lot of money. After excluding the purchase cost, it still has a surplus of nearly forty taels.

She only spent more than a dozen taels of silver to decorate the inn, and within a month of opening, she made back the top dollar.

No matter how much you earn from now on, whatever you earn will be earned after excluding the capital.

This benefit is really gratifying.

Song Qiu left five taels of silver for Meng Chaoqun for turnover, and she took the rest.

The accounts have been settled today. Starting from now on, Meng Chaoqun will have to write down an account every month, one by one, and the money will be settled once a month, leaving only five taels of silver for turnover each time.

, the rest was brought back to Songshan Village to Song Qiu when Manager Zhu from Tongfang Pharmacy passed by escorting the medicinal materials.

As for the wages of everyone at the Crescent Inn, naturally the shopkeeper, Meng Chaoqun, is responsible for distributing them every month. Everyone signs and signs to collect wages, and there must also be an account that can be checked.

This is how the money matters have been arranged.

In addition, Song Qiu also solemnly told Meng Chaoqun that if something happened, the inn would be the next best thing to ensure the safety of everyone. If necessary, he could abandon the inn and go to Wufeng Village. Therefore, he must establish a good relationship with Wufeng Village.

Song Qiu thought about it again and again, and she decided to leave the remaining horse here instead of taking it away. If there was something urgent, she could ask Ma Liang or Luo Daquan to come back on a fast horse to report the news.

This is more convenient than a mule cart.

Next to Mrs. Zhong, she also told her about the kimchi jar and the cooking spoon. She must not be careless. The weather is hot and the ice pick must not be broken. There is no need to save money on ice cubes. Fish and meat must be careful to avoid spoilage.

Once you have finished cooking, you must never cook for guests again. It is a small matter to waste ingredients, but it is a big matter to ruin the signboard.

The arrangements were made to every detail, and Meng Chaoqun and Zhong responded one after another.

At dawn the next day, a group of people, one carriage and one mule carriage, drove away from the Crescent Moon Inn and embarked on their way home, escorted by everyone.

Of course Lihua had to take the mule cart back home, but she couldn't catch it, so the mule cart was left to Du Chuanfu to drive.

She and Song Qiu took the carriage driven by Aling.

We set off early in the morning and just passed through Ye Town. The first sunrise was already a little warm.

After stopping for a moment, he drank some water, gave the horses and mules some water, and then continued moving forward.

All the way into Qiu Town, it was already noon. The sun was so hot that my scalp was numb. Not to mention sitting in the car seat to catch the train, even sitting in the car without being exposed to the sun, I felt very hot.

Song Qiu shouted to stop and find a small restaurant to eat first.

After dinner, it was even hotter this afternoon, and I couldn't catch my way. I didn't want to hurry, so I found a teahouse to sit and drink tea to pass the time.

Wait until the sun turns westward before continuing on your way.

It was already Shen hour, and they passed Song Town. It was almost You hour, and it was still early before dark. Now the heat was lessened, and the journey was not so uncomfortable. Song Qiu decided to go to another town and rest.

But unfortunately, we were unable to reach the market town as we wished. Not far from the tea house in that section, we encountered a sudden and heavy rain.

The group could only go to the teahouse to take shelter from the rain.

Song Qiu originally thought that the rain that started falling would not last long, and would stop in a quarter of an hour at most.

But I never thought that it had rained for two quarters of an hour before the rain abated slightly, but it still had no intention of stopping.

The official road was wet and splashed with the heat that had been in the sun all day. It seemed to be even hotter than the afternoon.

At this time, we waited for the rain to stop and continued to move forward. It was already dark and we would not be able to reach the next town, and the road was sticky with mud, making it difficult to walk.

Don't tell me it won't stop raining.

Song Qiu asked the teahouse clerk if there was a resting place nearby.

The waiter entertained the group, sold tea and fodder, earned money, and spoke enthusiastically.

"Here, do you see this road behind you? Go in, and after five miles, there is Niujia Village. Go and ask in the village."

Song Qiu thanked the waiter, and seeing the sky starting to sink, he paid the bill and drove to Zhangjiacun in the light rain.

It will get dark later and you won't be able to see anymore.

The road was not easy to walk on for five miles, and after walking for a while, we finally saw the village in front of us.

This village is surrounded by a small river ditch. At a glance, it is all houses with thatched roofs and earth walls, but there is not a single blue brick house.

It is enough to show that this village is not very wealthy.

The mule cart headed into the village. A man wearing a raincoat carrying a bucket from the ditch was about to enter the village when he saw Du Chuanfu and was frightened by the conspicuous scar on his face. He took two steps back.

He shook his mouth and trembled a little, "You... what are you doing in our village? Who are you looking for?"

Most of the villagers had never seen much of the world and rarely saw strangers, so it was not surprising that they were frightened by his scar.

Du Chuanfu was used to things that many people were afraid of when they saw him, so he tried his best to speak softly: "Brother, we were passing by here in a hurry. It was already getting late, and we wanted to find a place to rest. I heard from the second brother in the teahouse outside that there is one here. When I was in a village, I found him."

"May I ask this big brother if he can provide us with a place to stay for one night?"

There are occasional passers-by staying in Niujia Village, but most of them see that they are poor in the village and would rather sleep in the open air than come to stay overnight.

Niu Ergou looked at Du Chuanfu and felt scared. Before he heard the whole story, he quickly shook his head and said, "No, no, my family doesn't have many houses. You go and look elsewhere quickly."

After that, he took a long step and slipped into the village without missing the mule cart. It looked like there was a hunting dog chasing behind him to bite his butt.


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