Heroine: The beginning starts with gambling on the wife with two hundred kilograms of rubbish

He is a person with very upright views. Song Tingran felt it was a pity and said: "The waiter's salary is a little less than that of the chef, but the salary is still good. If you want, you can stay."

"I can't. My legs were injured before and they hurt when I walked back and forth. I was fired during that time. Although they have recovered, I still can't walk around every day."

"How are your legs today?" Song Tingran was worried.

"It's okay. I just can't run around for a long time. When I have nothing to do today, I will just sit down for a while."

Zhu Qing also felt a little embarrassed. It was difficult for her to find a job in such a situation.

"Well, I made a new version of scrambled eggs with chili pepper, can you help me take a look?"

Zhu Qingwen carefully went to the back and brought a slightly cold egg and fried pepper.

The one I made this time is obviously much better than the one I made the first time. At least the color is attractive.

After tasting it, I have made great progress.

"Miss Zhu, is this the result of how many times you have practiced?" Wen Li asked.

"This is the second time. I also saw that there were still peppers and eggs left, and no one came to the kitchen again, so I tried it as you said."

Wen Li looked at Song Tingran, and she nodded. Zhu Qingqing was talented, but he had been living in a small restaurant before, living comfortably without anyone's guidance.

Today, Wen Li has made great progress just by saying this verbally, and it will definitely be unlimited in the future.

"Now there is only one last question left. The kitchen must be busy. Are your legs okay?"

"Okay, I'll be fine standing."

"Okay, then we will gather here in three days and we will sign an agreement together, but before opening, there will be training."

"That's great, thank you. I'm not too young now, and with my leg problems, I thought I wouldn't be able to find a job. I will definitely practice hard."

Zhu Qing left happily. Her home was in Ping'an Town. She was in a hurry to go home after a day out, so she walked in through the back door of the magistrate's private residence with ease.

Song Tingran also quickly closed the gate of Beishifang, and then drove the carriage back home.

Today's harvest is rich, Gambling Stone Shop is recruiting six people, exactly two people on each floor, and the two with better looks are in the VIP area.

There are six kitchens in the Song Family Restaurant, including Zhu Qing, and eight waiters. We will check later and if there are not enough people, we will recruit more people. After all, in addition to eating, there will be an inn behind, and we will need manpower to guard it day and night.

"My wife, brothers, you are finally back. If you don't come back, I will drive the carriage to the town to find you."

Qiao Jinshu took Song Tingran's arm and led her to wash her hands and prepare to eat.

Shi Yan finished correcting the last quiz paper in his hand, put away his brush, and walked out of the study.

I came back from the book school, so I wasn't idle, because I was just a few copies short, so I saw that Song Tingran hadn't come back yet, so I started correcting it.

"Master Wife, you've worked hard today. Is the recruitment going smoothly?"

"It didn't go well at first, but in the end, Sister Zhao helped me promote it, and it went smoothly. There were so many people coming. We screened and screened again, and everyone was settled."

"That's good. You'll be busy then. The quiz is over and the book school isn't very busy anymore. Jin Shu and I can both go and help."

Qiao Jinshu twisted the soft handkerchief hard and agreed: "Yes, brothers are working too hard. They leave early and come back late. I should go and help, and I will do whatever I can."

Song Tingran was really helpless when she saw him like this.

"Three days later, Wen Ci and Wen Li will be at Beishifang. They will give lessons to the chefs and hand them over the specialty dishes of our Song Family Restaurant. If you want to go, you can join in the fun, but you may use Not too fond of you."

Qiao Jinshu seemed to understand. He was not very good at cooking, and it would be boring to go there. He might as well teach in a book school. Qiao Suisui's recent homework was simply irritating.

Shi Yan was slightly worried and naturally pushed Song Tingran's broken hair behind his ears.

"My wife, the restaurant has not yet opened. Is it too early to start teaching crafts now? I am afraid that if there is someone with evil intentions among these people, there may be losses."

"Well, I thought about this. I will sign an agreement with them, and everyone teaches different dishes. If they really learn it and want to leave, then we will take the agreement and go to the government office to file a complaint. In the end, it will be Can’t run away.”

"It's my wife who is very thoughtful. She is truly a strange woman." Shi Yan said this in an exaggerated tone, causing Song Tingran to slap him on the shoulder.

During dinner, everyone was talking and eating. Shi Yan accidentally mentioned the results of the quiz and all the results.

The Zaizai people all listened with their ears pricked up, but there was nothing more, which made people anxious.

Song Lingjia looked at Song Leyu pleadingly.

As the eldest sister, Song Leyu really had no choice but to ask: "Dad, how did we do in the exam?"

"I didn't grade the test papers alone. Several other gentlemen also graded them. An'an's grades were good and Cancan made great progress. Although the test papers are all here with me, I didn't check them one by one. I went to the book school tomorrow. knew."

It is normal for Shi Lean to do well in the exam, but it is a ghost if he does not do well.

But Song Can made great progress this time, and she was very happy, looking at Wen Ci with a smile.

Wen Ci gave him a thumbs up, and Song Can received it and turned back to continue eating.

evening.

The candles were extinguished in all the rooms of the Song family, except for Song Leyu, Song Changyue, Song Can, and Song Lingjia, who still had a small candle lit in their rooms.

There was a faint candlelight, enough to keep the little sisters from falling asleep.

"Jiajia, calm down first. Didn't I tell you that if you fail, I will go to class for you."

Song Leyu held Song Lingjia tightly, while Song Can and Song Changyue were also blocking the door.

"Oh, dear sister, I won't change my grades. I'm just worried about it and want to check my grades."

"Really? Really just looking."

"Really." Song Leyu raised three fingers on his right hand and swore to God.

After much hesitation, Song Leyu let Song Ling Jiaai go, but to prevent her from changing her mind temporarily, she followed him.

Song Can and Song Changyue were guarding the study door.

In the study.

Song Lingjia flipped through the test paper of this quiz and saw Qiao Suisui's revisions all over the screen, which made her laugh out loud.

"Keep your voice down. Dad's room is next door, and the windows are not closed, so it's easy to be discovered."

"I know, sister. Hey, look, this is yours. You are still the best. Sister is awesome."

"Stop being such a mouthful. You don't have to look at other people's. Look for your own first. Let's go back as soon as we finish reading."