I open a restaurant in Daqin

Chapter 32
The restaurant is recruiting cooks widely, and Qin Yong is very busy with the assessment, but day after day, the cooks he keeps looking for are not what he wants after all.

In the end, his request was lowered again and again.

Finally, reluctantly, I received a dozen cooks.

These chefs' knife skills are not very good, and their cooking skills are not very superb.

After all, in this era, most of people's food is cooked.

To put it simply, if you have any ingredients, you can chop them up with two knives, put them in a pot and cook them to eat.

Didn't you see that at the banquets of the wealthy gentry and nobles, the meat was all in large pieces, and then there was a knife next to it, and they were cut and eaten casually?

Just cooking this meal doesn't require any knife skill at all.

Therefore, the ten or so people that Qin Yong received were barely usable.

But just when Qin Yong was about to train him and open the door.

Hey, something unexpected happened.

In just two or three days, the Xuefu Street, which had slowly recovered from its bustle, quickly returned to desertion at a vertical speed.

Not long after, Xuefu Street was emptied of people, and there were less than one out of ten people left, and most of them were full of sorrow.

The street has become so deserted in an instant, how can business be done?
He is still waiting for the next boom to make a lot of money, even if the source of customers is gone, how can he make money?

"How is this going?"

"This Xuefu Street has always been lively, why is it suddenly quiet?"

"Where did everyone go?"

Questions popped up one by one.

After some inquiring, I realized that something big happened in this world again.

"There must be something wrong with these six countries. They can't beat others, and they still provoke them again and again. If you want to join forces to attack, just do it directly, and it will take time!"

"It's all for you to spend, but you still have to act like a villain. Isn't this preventing others from getting rich?"

The so-called cutting off people's wealth is like killing their parents.

How could Qin Yong not be angry when he learned about this?
But he can't do anything about it. With his current status and ability, he can't get a hand in such a general trend of the world.

For now, the most important thing is to find a way to retain business.

So, without waiting for the more than ten apprentices to complete their studies, Qin Yong opened the door of the restaurant again.

He is going to do it himself, and let these people observe and learn while doing business.

No way, now that the contract is signed, he still has to pay the money every month.If he unilaterally tore up the contract, he would have to face a lawsuit.

After all, you can't recruit these people, close the door and let them eat and drink for free!

However, after the restaurant reopened, the problem reappeared.

Now that the nations are persecuting them, those traveling scholars should leave, and the rest are not in the mood. Who will come to eat and drink?
So, the embarrassing situation where the restaurant door was open but there were no customers reappeared.

"A sin!"

Facing this scene, Qin Yong wanted to cry but had no tears.

He suddenly regretted it, why did he close the door when business came?
At this moment, he really wanted to say that if he could do it all over again, he would definitely treat that booming business well.

If he had to add a deadline, he hoped it would be until he died.

It's a pity, the past is gone forever, facing the deserted restaurant, Qin Yong is helpless.

Looking at the ten cooks standing neatly beside him, Qin Yong felt even more helpless.

These are all recruited with real money. I wanted them to contribute and make money for themselves.Now it's good, all of them have become ancestors, eating and drinking for nothing.

The business can't go on, at least there is no chance until Qin's overall situation recovers, so what should I do next?

You can't let these people idle, can you?
As a result, Qin Yong's great cause of papermaking, or the major event of improving papermaking technology, was put on the agenda again.

There are ten more workers in the family, and the next process of making paper will be much easier.

Qin has already succeeded in making paper once. Although it is very rough and unattractive, but with the first experience, the second time is much easier.

For the third and fourth times, he has even been able to change various methods and methods, constantly trying to change the quality of papermaking.

So gradually, the deserted storefront became busy again.

And when the people below were busy, Qin Yong was not idle.

He has not forgotten his great ambition, to be an official!
In addition, now that the business is gone, being an official is the only way out.

As a result, his reading and literacy work began to speed up and was put on the agenda.

Good guy, that study is quite serious.

Even he himself has to wonder, in the 21st century, if he had such a learning attitude when he was young, would it be a problem for him to go to Tsinghua University and Peking University?

I'm afraid it's not impossible to win the national champion!

Qin Yong, who already has a skill bonus, now that he is serious about his studies, his progress is like flying, which can be described as rapid progress.

On this day, he looked at the paper in his hand and the calligraphy on it, and almost cried.

I never thought that I could write so beautifully with my own calligraphy.

Although it is not as good as those calligraphy masters, it is also in a style of its own.

"Well, this word should be regarded as barely passing the test, right?"

Looking at the words he left behind, Qin Yong nodded in satisfaction.

Perhaps this painting is the only thing that can make him happy in the past half a month.

Nowadays, officials of the Qin State have resigned one after another, and it is difficult to keep them even if they want to stay. It is the time when there are the most vacancies. If you can seize the opportunity, maybe the day of your own entrance into the house may be just around the corner.

"Boss, are you practicing calligraphy again?"

Just when Qin Yong was cheering up, suddenly, a voice sounded.

Qin Yong looked up and saw a white-faced young man with no beard had come to the front of the counter, looking at the sheets of rice paper on the counter.

The young man took it very seriously. During this time, he would visit the door two or three times a day.Every time, I almost saw Qin Yong practicing calligraphy again.

And even if you practice calligraphy, there are still many characters that he doesn't know.

This is not to say that the young man is uneducated, you must know that he understands all the languages ​​of the six countries in this era, but Qin Yong occasionally uses some of the various scripts handed down by later generations when practicing pens on a whim, so naturally he doesn't recognize them.

And every time the young man came, he would not only notice the words written by Qin Yong, but also the carrier of Qin Yong's writing.

Thin, like cloth, but completely different, very eye-catching.

"Oh, I'm here to find the butler. Look at me, I forgot to prepare again!"

"Come on, Steward Zhao, please sit down first, I'll start preparing right now, and within half an hour, Steward Zhao will bring delicious food back home!"

Seeing the young man, Qin Yong greeted him, and hurriedly stepped forward and said with a smile.

(End of this chapter)