I open a restaurant in Daqin

Chapter 33
This young man is also a real old acquaintance to Qin Yong today.

Before Zhao Lang came to the door, didn't he order all the meals for the future?
From then on, the entire restaurant was basically equivalent to the back kitchen of the Zhao Mansion.Especially after Qin Yong wanted to do business and no one came, he even became the private kitchen of the Zhao family.

Don't look at the fact that the restaurant has not had any business in the past half a month, but the money it makes every day is by no means a small amount.

And this money is exactly what the housekeeper of the Zhao family in front of him would leave behind every time he came to bring meals.

"The shopkeeper is polite, it doesn't matter, just wait!"

The young man smiled slightly, and while he was talking, he walked aside on his own.

Seeing this, Qin Yong turned around and was about to leave.

"Hey, shopkeeper, why don't you let the people below do some work first, how about the shopkeeper chat with us first?"

Suddenly, the young man yelled.

Qin Yong turned around and saw the young man's gaze was fixed on the rice paper while he was speaking, his eyes were full of curiosity, and he immediately understood what he meant!
Seeing someone staring at his rice paper so curiously for the first time, Qin Yongle was delighted, and quickly greeted him, saying: "Lao Gan, don't worry about the back, hurry up and take someone to clean up the things that should be cleaned up in the back kitchen. Prepare the things that should be prepared, and I will be in charge later!"

As soon as the words fell, Lao Gan's voice echoed in the backyard.

Next, under Lao Gan's unquestionable greeting, whether it was Lao Gan's sons and daughters, or the ten men who had originally applied to be cooks but now could only work as carpenters, they all started working one after another.

Seeing that efficiency, the young man in front of the counter nodded slightly, as if he was very satisfied with the atmosphere.

"It seems that the shopkeeper has a good command!"

The young man glanced at Qin Yong appreciatively, and praised with a thumbs up.

"You're being polite, it's all for a meal!"

Qin Yong waved his hand.

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but admire his vision, accepting Lao Gan was simply his wisest decision.

Although Lao Gan is also a handyman, he has a high prestige, not to mention a pair of children, even he is a man, and he has been trained to obey him in just two days.

As long as Qin Yong gives an order, no matter what, he will take people to do it immediately.

This made Qin Yong not only wondered occasionally, whether he was wronged too much by making him a handyman.It would be a pity if such a person is not the foreman.

"Okay, let's not mention this anymore. Butler Zhao deliberately stayed here, what can I tell you?"

While speaking, Qin Yong changed the subject and asked suddenly.

"I can't talk about seeing a teacher, but there is a way to ask for it!"

Butler Zhao was not surprised either. He knew many things inside and outside the restaurant, so he just mentioned them casually.

Seeing Qin Yong's inquiry, his gaze was placed on the rice paper again.

He knew that the name of this thing was rice paper, and it could write, but he still pretended to be puzzled, and said: "Shopkeeper, every time I come here, I can always see the shopkeeper practicing calligraphy. Let me be very curious!"

"I'm curious about where these fonts come from, why haven't we seen them before? And looking left and right, this is indeed the right word."

"What I'm curious about is this carrier for writing. What exactly is it? Why have I never seen it before, but have come across it repeatedly in the shopkeeper's restaurant, and it seems to be very useful!"

As he spoke, the young man raised his head again and looked at Qin Yong seriously, as if he was waiting for Qin Yong's answer.

"Hahaha, what am I talking about, that's it?"

Hearing this, Qin Yong secretly cheered up, as expected, he still noticed the existence of rice paper.

But that's not what he said. Instead, he waved his hands in a very humble manner and said with a smile.

"This font, I studied the languages ​​of various countries recently, and suddenly found that the languages ​​​​of various countries are too complicated. When writing the characters of this country, people in that country don't know them, and it is very troublesome to turn them over and over again. So I was interested, so I tried to create a font by myself. , It’s just the beginning of my experience!”

"As for the carrier, it's named Xuan paper. It was a kind of writing carrier that was created temporarily when I went down to the stationery store on Xuefu Street and found that the bamboo slips were heavy and inconvenient to carry. !"

"Look, the characters written on this piece of rice paper are almost the same as the bamboo slips. However, once folded, it can be easily put into your arms, and it is not as big and heavy as the bamboo slips. If everyone in the world could use rice paper , Butler Zhao thinks, will it be more convenient?"

During the conversation, Qin Yong was not ashamed to say that he directly referred to Xingkai on rice paper as his own created font.

There is no way, this font is not owned by this era, since it was discovered, he can only cover it up like this.

However, when the young man heard the words, his eyes really lit up, as if he had discovered something, he looked at Qin Yong in disbelief.

"The shopkeeper said that this rice paper can replace the bamboo slips?"

"Also, is this font newly created by the shopkeeper?"

The young man asked two questions in a row, but when the second question was asked, his voice trembled slightly, and even seemed a little sharp, just like a woman.

Obviously, the last question shocked him the most.

"It is troublesome to make it gradually, and it is also troublesome to carry. Xuan paper is quick to make, and it is easy to use and can be mass-produced. Why not replace bamboo slips?"

"As for the font, I'm just scribbling casually, I can't count it!"

What Qin Yong wants to promote is his own rice paper, not calligraphy.

He didn't want the other party to focus all his attention on the font.

However, at this moment, the other party pays attention to the rice paper, but obviously pays more attention to the font.

"The shopkeeper was joking. Although I don't recognize the font below, it is unusual at first glance. Is it a random graffiti?"

"Forget it, since the shopkeeper doesn't want to talk too much, please prepare the meal first, so we can send it to the master. When the shopkeeper is interested, let's hear the shopkeeper's experience!"

The young man waved his hand, as if he didn't care about Qin Yong's humility.

Well, after all, in the end, the rice paper that I worked so hard to create became secondary!
Qin Yong was speechless. He came to promote Xuan paper, not words.

"Okay, please wait a moment for Housekeeper Zhao!"

Seeing this, Qin Yong was also very helpless, he responded and went to work.

Steward Zhao saw him leave and went to the back kitchen, his eyes once again focused on the surface of the words on the rice paper.

Although he couldn't understand the text, he had to say that it was really pleasing to the eye.

This font gives people the impression that it is really wonderful, and it seems to be better than the complex characters of the Seven Kingdoms.

Looking around, suddenly, Butler Zhao reached out, rolled up a piece of rice paper, and stuffed it into his bosom.

(End of this chapter)