I open a restaurant in Daqin

Chapter 12 Fast Efficiency

Wuhuan was startled, but seeing that it was a piece of gold flying towards him, he quickly reached out and took it.

"Master, this is?"

Wuhuan looked puzzled.

"Don't be in a hurry to bring people over here, first go outside the city to fetch a few carts of wood and come back. Remember, you want fir, understand?"

"You take this money and use it first. If you don't have enough, then you can find me. If you have too much, it's yours!"

Qin Yong put his hands behind his back and said with a smile.

Wuhuan was overjoyed, this is the master's trust!

He didn't refuse, bowed again and again, and said: "Don't worry, Master, Wuhuan will come whenever he goes!"

While speaking, Wuhuan didn't hesitate anymore, and ran away, looking very anxious, like a young man chasing the wind.

Qin Yong shook his head and smiled, it's good to have money.

Going back to the counter, he took out a roll of blank bamboo slips and a brush and inkstone from a side box.

He started to practice calligraphy!

I have to say that he was very fast when he was learning to read, but when it came to writing, even he himself couldn't stand it.

With my own brush, relying on the experience of my previous life, not to mention how well it is used, but it is still so-so.

But in the face of the bronze inscriptions of this era, he was at a loss, and the writing was ugly.

What to do, practice!
As far as this word is concerned, if you don't put it on the agenda earlier, if you really want to become an official one day, you will be killed.

He practiced quickly here, a box of bamboo slips was exhausted in his writing and drawing in less than half an hour.

Looking at the two thousand yuan, Qin Yong's face turned black.

Just this, I'm afraid it won't be enough for myself to consume ten thousand catties.

It seems that either the papermaking is successful, or the sand table is being played with. I can't afford to use this bamboo slip!

……

at dusk.

Wuhuan led people back with five or six carts of logs, each of which was of good quality.

And Wuhuan came with a group of helpful woodcutters, a middle-aged man and a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl.

Qin Yong's current body is fifteen or sixteen years old, about the same as Wuhuan, at the age when hormones erupt, and when he suddenly saw the girl, he couldn't help but stare blankly.

It's not that Qin Yong has never seen beauties. In his previous life, what kind of beauties have he never seen on his mobile phone or in reality?

Not to mention much, Zhao Lang and his wife, who came here for dinner a while ago, looked like a fairy.

According to reason, with Qin Yong's vision, ordinary beauties can't fall into his eyes.

But the girl in front of her was not very beautiful, but her pair of big peach eyes twinkled, making Qin Yong want to move.

As soon as she came in, the girl's eyes fixed on Qin Yong, her face full of curiosity.

On the side, the middle-aged man also looked up and down the restaurant, and finally his eyes shifted to Qin Yong.

Over there, Wuhuan stepped forward to salute Qin Yong, said hello, and immediately led the woodcutters to move the logs one by one to the backyard.

After finishing, Wuhuan gave rewards to these people, and just now he came to Qin Yong, cupped his hands, and said, "My lord, the things have been moved, and I spent three thousand yuan!"

"Well, the rest is your reward!"

Qin Yong waved his hand, his face quite happy.

The wood is almost enough to make the first batch of paper.

"Thank you, shopkeeper!"

Wuhuan was overjoyed, and quickly thanked him.

"By the way, master, when I was buying wood just now, I passed by my house, and I brought my father and sister over, master, what do you think?"

On the side, the girl and the middle-aged man heard the words, and hurriedly bowed their hands together: "Hello, master!"

"Okay, yes! But judging by the weather, I'm afraid I won't be able to go to the government today. In this way, you stay here first, and tomorrow I will take you to the gatekeeper to sign the contract!"

Qin Yong glanced at them and nodded repeatedly.

In the pre-Qin period, the officials and nobles of the Qin State could not hire helpers.

However, in this era, there were countless slave trades in other countries.

In order to prevent such a thing from happening, the state of Qin came up with a contract signing system. As long as the contract is signed, they will be regarded as Qin Yong's people in the future.

In the final analysis, it is to cut off the possibility of Qin State selling slaves in Qin State, and also cut off the embarrassing law that ordinary people cannot hire work.

"promise!"

When the father and daughter heard the words, their faces were overjoyed, and they agreed at the same time.

(End of this chapter)