When it got dark, there really were no guests staying today. Song Qiu asked Tao Dongping to do the accounting. Without the income from the tea stall, the inn opened today and the inn made a total of 20 yuan. After excluding all costs, the net profit was also
There is about one, two or four dollars.
Even if she only does this business every day, in a month, this inn can bring her thirty or forty taels of income, which is not bad.
Besides, you can still meet people staying in the hotel, and occasionally people who come to burn incense and worship gods.
In short, as long as you don't lose money and make less money, it doesn't matter.
The main reason is that the fifty or so taels she spent back and forth can be earned back in two months.
That's it.
The business on the second day was similar to the previous day, and there were still no guests staying. Song Qiu and Shunzi switched positions, and she was the one cooking the simple dishes, while Shunzi was in charge of the ladle.
It was a busy day, Song Qiu saw it, and Shunzi did a good job. Although he was a little busy from time to time, at least the dishes he cooked were not criticized by the customers.
As long as you become proficient in it, you will get better and better in the future.
On the third day, I was busy past noon, thinking that there would still be no guests staying, but when it was getting dark, two people actually came to check in.
Since then, guest rooms have also been opened.
Tao Dongping is capable in work and has a smooth temperament. With him taking charge here, plus Tian Gener and Shunzi, the three of them are running the business here, and Song Qiu is very relieved.
And she would come back after leaving, so Song Qiu left with peace of mind this time. There was no more advice, just one: Customers come first, don’t conflict with customers, if there are any troubles or lawsuits that can’t be solved, go to Chen Guier and let her know.
Chen Guier took him to find Chen Lizheng.
If Chen Lizheng can't handle it, first of all, he must ensure the safety of the three of himself. If the inn is gone, it will be gone. As soon as possible, send someone to deliver a message to her, and she will take care of the rest.
An inn can be built anywhere, and she can't bear to lose the talent.
This is not the first time Song Qiu has said this to his subordinates. Every time he hears it, everyone is filled with emotion and their blood boils. They all make up their mind to do good things for the girl and run the business well.
The inn will never make a girl worry.
In the early morning of September 20th, a carriage and a mule carriage quietly left Dajiang Village.
Song Qiu didn't leave a mule cart here, because you can buy almost everything in the market, and you don't have to go all the way to town to buy it. If you really have to go to town, there aren't many other things in Dajiang market, so you have to go to town.
There are still several ox carts and mule carts, so just hire them when the time comes.
Two cars, Yang Dalian drove the mule cart, and loaded the luggage with the two girls Mian Mian A Yin.
As for the carriage, Song Qiu and Lihua were in the carriage, and the job of driving the carriage was left to Aling. Occasionally, Song Qiu could trade with her.
They walked forward for more than thirty miles before arriving at Lian Town. They walked for an hour and a half before arriving at Lian Town. They ate some noodles and left. There was no need to have breakfast in the town right now. They could just let the horses and mules rest.
After resting, we continued walking out of the town.
At about noon, we arrived at Anji Town. After passing this town, we walked another forty miles to Jianping County.
It's possible to get there this evening, so I'm not in a hurry. I'll stop first and find a restaurant for lunch.
After traveling all morning, everyone was tired and hungry. The noodles we had in the morning had already been digested.
Aling said that he was so hungry that he could eat a cow.
Song Qiu couldn't help but laugh, and quickly found a restaurant that looked good, and the group went inside.
Of all the restaurants in the town, the one with the best and most elegant decoration that Song Qiu has seen so far is the Jingweizhai in Panshi Town. The restaurants in other places are not bad either, but they always lack two points of style.
After all, not everyone is as generous as Master Lu. The three-storey facade has three floors, which is clearly the level of the county town.
This restaurant has two rooms and two floors. It's dinner time now, the restaurant is not full, and there are still seats upstairs.
Naturally, sit upstairs for a wider view and better appetite.
The upstairs is not a private room, but the same open lobby as downstairs.
Song Qiu and the others chose a large round table facing the street and sat down. They ordered food with the waiter and sat down to wait for the food to be served.
There were not many people, and the food was served quickly. Everyone was hungry, so they didn’t talk much and just kept busy eating.
Aling finished three bowls of rice in a row, but this bowl was empty again. He stood up and reached for the wooden bucket with rice in the middle. He filled a bowl with it. As soon as he sat down, he saw a new one at the entrance of the stairs.
Guests come up.
She was facing the direction of the stairs. She glanced at it casually and had no other thoughts. But when she looked at it, she was stunned, then raised her eyebrows, and then continued to pick up vegetables and cook rice.
There were two new guests. The man in front was in his forties. His face was pockmarked and he had a big mole at the corner of his mouth. Not to mention a bit unsightly, he was not good-looking at all.
Connected.
Two words to describe it, awkward.
Behind him was a boy of about ten years old, wearing a felt hat that covered his entire head, making his face look as small as a slap.
The waiter led them upstairs and sat at the table right next to Song Qiu and the others.
When the man was about to sit down, he subconsciously looked at the large table of people. He was stunned when he saw it. He couldn't help but feel a little guilty on his face. Then he thought of something and immediately tensed up again. He looked away as if nothing had happened.
Sit down and start ordering.
Song Qiu ate two bowls of rice and felt extremely full. He put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth with a handkerchief. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Al-Ling chewing a bulging mouth next to him. He looked forward and snorted from time to time.
She looked forward and saw that there was nothing except the dining guests. "What are you looking at? Hurry up and eat. You are still eating. I am waiting for you."
Aling swallowed the food in his mouth in a few seconds, and couldn't help but smile. Then he pointed forward and said to Song Qiu: "I don't know what the fate is, but we met an acquaintance again!"
acquaintance?
Song Qiu looked at what she was pointing at. The middle-aged man at the table next to him was engrossed in eating. His face was pockmarked and he looked really miserable. Who was he?
Where is it ripe?
On the other hand, the boy in the felt hat is fair and clean, with regular features, and is really good-looking.
"What did you say?"
Aling smiled and said: "Here, it's that man!"
As she said that, seeing Song Qiu and Lihua looking at her inexplicably, Aling sighed, waved her hand over there and said, "Old Taoist! Do you want to tell your fortune today?"
Experienced?
Where did the wisdom come from?
Song Qiu looked over and saw that the middle-aged man seemed to be stiff in his movements of picking up vegetables.
Aling grinned and said, "I'm just talking about him, this is the old man!"
Lihua's eyes widened, "Aling, your eyes are not working well? He is obviously an uncle, how can he be a seasoned person?"
"I have sharp eyes! I said he is that old man, and he is! He just changed his face, but he can't escape my eyes."
Seeing that the man's eating movements seemed to be stiff, Song Qiu was also amused. He pulled Aling and whispered: "Even if you see it, don't shout out. You don't have a sense of accomplishment.
Woolen cloth."
Aling curled his lips and said, "I'm just sighing about fate! I don't have any other meaning. Look, he didn't answer, so I didn't have to rush over and ask him to answer!"
It's a completely different person. Ah Ling can actually recognize him through his appearance at a glance. This is indeed fate.
I just don’t know what kind of fate it is.
Song Qiu became very interested and looked at the man carefully, but couldn't tell what he actually looked like.