The splendid years of a talented lady

Chapter 318 Shoucheng Missing
"Ahem!" Zhou Shu, who was watching others talking while being completely left alone, coughed in embarrassment: "No, no, no need to make tea."

The servant pursed his lips and went back to the house with a smile, wondering in his heart: How did the master know that the young master brought back some good tea from Hui'an?
Su Xiazhi could smell it.

Since she had a child, her nose has become as sharp as a dog's nose, which works very well.

In the past few days, she could faintly smell the fragrance of tea wafting from the school when she walked past the entrance of the Cong school, so she paid attention to it. Today, a guest who was not a guest came, and she remembered it again.

A pot of good fragrant tea was placed on the small dining table, and the servant realized that there were only two teacups in the room, so he went to the kitchen and brought out two rice bowls.

"Big bowl of tea! Hehe!" Su Xiazhi picked up the teapot and got a bowl first, then gave Zhou Shu half a bowl and pushed it over: "I guess you're not here for tea, so don't waste it, it's really good tea what!"

"Ahem!" Zhou Shu coughed again, he was really at a loss when facing such a woman, he didn't know how to speak.

"What happened that day..." After thinking about it, he decided to apologize to others first. After all, it was Ms. An's idea to write such a letter imitating Min Lansheng's handwriting, but he also participated in it. I didn't have the courage to apologize to her.

"Don't!" Su Xiazhi stretched out her hand to stop him from speaking: "I just let go of the fake family letter, it's not over! So you don't have to apologize, I don't intend to forgive you and An Jing at all!"

"Okay." Zhou Shu pondered for a moment and nodded, then continued with great difficulty: "Then I won't talk about it."

"Actually, I'm here this time to discuss business with Mrs. Min." He stretched out his hand to the rice bowl, but felt that drinking tea like this was really indecent, so he withdrew his hand.

"Hehe!" Su Xiazhi pinched the sides of the bowl with her thumb and forefinger and blew lightly, hoping that the tea would cool down quickly. After working for a long time, she was already thirsty: "It's because the money in your restaurant can't be transferred. Right? Withdrawing such a sum of money for no reason, if you don’t find a way to make up for it, you will have trouble sooner or later!”

"Mrs. Min, I really can't hide anything from you." Zhou Shu's face turned red again.

Su Xiazhi's words made it clear and disrupted all the words he had been thinking all the way. His mind was in chaos and he really didn't know what to say to the woman opposite who was shaking her head and blowing air-conditioning at her job.

Suddenly he felt that his mouth was dry and his face had a fever, so he stretched out his hand to the half bowl of tea, took it up and imitated Su Xiazhi's way, and drank it in small sips, the fragrance was left on his cheeks!

"Good tea!" He praised.

Brewed in a big teapot, filled with rice bowls, and boiled water in a big iron pot, this pot of tea looks indecent no matter what, but it tastes very sweet when you drink it.

"It's delicious because you're thirsty now." Su Xiazhi finally felt that her throat was no longer smoky, so she put down her rice bowl and called to the east room, "Shoucheng?"

"Master?" The boy who was copying the accounts in the room came out immediately after hearing this, still holding a pen.

"Take a pen, ink, paper and inkstone and an abacus." She said without thinking.

"Yes."

After returning to the house, he quickly left a mark on the item that had already been fired, and the servant delivered all the things the boss asked for.

"Sit down and settle the accounts." Su Xiazhi reached out and knocked on the side of the small dining table, calling him to get up and go back.

"Yes." The boy bent over and sat on one side of the table as soon as he heard it, touched the table with his hands, and spread out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone after feeling that there was no oil.

The children in the school were also putting their shoes on their desks, and An Yi, who had been watching the movement outside with his ears closed all the time, became angry at this moment: Shoucheng is getting more and more disobedient, and he can do whatever that bitch asks him to do. Well, it's so difficult for me to ask him to take off his pants!It doesn't mean who is his master...

"Shoucheng!" He couldn't control his temper, lying on the window sill and shouting to the outside.

"Ah?" Not just the boy, even Su Xiazhi and Zhou Shu twisted their bodies and looked at him together.

"Then what, if the host's tea is weak, replace it with a new one. The tea brought back by the master is enough to make a few pots..." An Yi was a little sad when the words came to his lips, and suddenly remembered that the servant had sold himself to Min's house a long time ago. Now, isn't someone else his master now?

"If it's convenient to say, I need to know how much money the expensive restaurant can collect in a day, how much is the chef's staff and the fixed monthly expenses? Please also tell me about the purchase of ingredients." Seeing that An Yi has nothing serious, Su Xia Zhi sat upright and said to Zhou Shu.

The purpose of my trip is to try every means to get Su Xiazhi to join the group. Although the requests she made are all secrets of the restaurant management, you must show at least sincerity to get someone to join the group, otherwise, whoever is so blind will go in vain? Put money in?

"Of course." Since she is willing to ask, it means there is hope, Zhou Shu nodded quickly, and then answered the same question as Su Xiazhi asked...

"Shoucheng, count together." Su Xiazhi got up and found a flat piece of land in the yard to write and draw on the ground.

Almost as soon as Zhou Shu stopped talking, Su Xiazhi reported a number, and the boy who was pulling the abacus took a while to say a number, which was the same as what Su Xiazhi said!

Su Xiazhi nodded, got up and erased all the things she wrote on the ground with her feet.

Zhou Shu looked at her walking slowly in surprise, and stretched his neck to see the handwriting on the ground, but there was nothing there except a few footprints.

"How long has it been since you got this restaurant? Two years? Three years?" Su Xiazhi knew that he was curious about what she had written and could calculate it faster than the abacus, but she didn't intend to explain anything to him at all.

"How do you know?" Now Zhou Shu has changed from surprise to disbelief: "Less than three years."

How do you know?Of course it is calculated using modern methods.

Su Xiazhi nodded, and instead of answering his question, he said directly: "The business is still going well, in fact, you don't need to recruit me into the business. I think it won't be difficult if you really want to scrape together a few hundred taels of silver, right?"

"As long as you make up for the money that is stretched in the operation, wouldn't it be better to be your own boss?" Su Xiazhi asked, looking directly into Zhou Shu's eyes.

(End of this chapter)