Nongmen Hot Girl: Matchmaker Pretty

Chapter 184 Accounting
In this way, their efficiency in doing things is further improved. Although there are only four people, they can still manage the business in the store seamlessly.

Haggis soup was boiled in advance the day before, and pimple soup was also cooked and simmered on a large stove.As for the biscuits and Roujiamo, they were baked overtime in the morning. At this time, they were all neatly stacked in big baskets and placed on the table next to the counter.

Anyone who wants sesame seed cakes or Roujiamo can just pay the money and get it by themselves.With Shen Yao watching, no one will take it wrong.

Because there is no suitable accountant for a while, now Shen Yao can only be temporarily replaced.

Although Shen Yao doesn't know how to write with a brush, and doesn't know much about the traditional Chinese characters that are commonly used in Xiliang, she also has her own way of keeping accounts.When a new accountant comes later, she will dictate to him and ask him to keep a new account.

The busyness in the morning passed quickly, and more people rushed over when they heard that there were activities going on here, and there was no room to sit in the lobby soon, and many people came here with pots and pans to buy sheep. Soup and pimple soup to take home.

Sitting in front of the counter, Shen Yao was collecting money while watching them take sesame seed cakes and roujiamo. At first, when there were few people, she was able to take care of them, but when there were more people, she was really in a hurry.Either I received less money or I took more biscuits, I always remember something wrong.

When she was so busy, a hand with strong bones suddenly took the homemade charcoal pencil from her.

"Who is it?"

Shen Yao subconsciously yelled, and as soon as she raised her head, she bumped into a gentle embrace. The end of her nose was full of the man's clear breath, and she could even smell the cold wind in the cold winter.

He Lianyi glanced at her and said softly, "I'll come."

Shen Yao's heart warmed up, she stood up from the stool a little dizzily, and sat down in front of the basket containing sesame seed cakes and roujiamo a little dizzily, only when she came to her senses did she realize that there was something in her hand. I don't know when there has been a small piece of bamboo.

This piece of bamboo was handed to her by the guest in front of her, with a few words neatly written on it: cake, one.

Shen Yao is a little confused, what does this mean?
After asking the waiting guests, he found out that what he wanted was a sesame seed cake.

After receiving a few more guests, Shen Yao gradually understood what happened to those small bamboo pieces written by He Lianyi.

It turned out that the guests paid the money, and while writing down the account, he wrote a bamboo piece for the guests as a voucher for receiving the meal. This thing is a bit like a meal receipt for later generations.

Shen Yao slapped her forehead: She was really busy and confused, she actually forgot this method.

But He Lianyi, an ancient person, could still think of such a good method, he really has a flexible mind.What's even more rare is that he actually prepared a small piece of bamboo as a voucher in advance, which is really embarrassing for him.

Thinking of this guy rushing to help her against the cold wind in the early morning, and preparing such heartwarming good things in advance, Shen Yao's face suddenly beamed with spring, and her spirits rose.

In the back garden of the county magistrate of Heman Town, Ah Zhong and Ah Cheng were hiding in a small bamboo forest and quietly chopping bamboo.

The land in Xiliang is barren, and it is really difficult to find a bamboo forest that is strong enough to write on.

But fortunately, the county magistrate's house has such a piece ready-made.

Carrying more than a dozen bamboo joints, Ah Cheng followed behind Ah Zhong with a look of resentment, and fled the scene of the crime with lightness kung fu.

(End of this chapter)