After Xu Lao San's wife left, Song Wanyue went to the old man's house. As soon as she sat down, the servant who was guarding the door came to report, "Miss Sun, there is a person named Zhang San coming to find you."

"Let him in!"

Zhang San was led in. When he saw the old man, he was so nervous that he didn't know where to put his hands and feet, "Old, old man... Song, Miss Song."

Song Wanyue nodded and motioned for him to sit down, "Have the drawings been drawn?

Zhang San didn't dare to sit, so he put the paper in his hand on the table and spread it out carefully. Yesterday, after he left the county government, he didn't even go back to his home. He followed the master to ask some people who often go to restaurants to inquire. While listening, the master helped him draw drawings, and even the inconspicuous places did not fall into the conspicuous places. After returning home, he didn't sleep all night and called a few people who worked together on weekdays, estimating how much money he needed.

"We calculated that if we used the same bricks and tiles, it would cost about 20,000 taels of silver."

Song Wanyue looked carefully and said, "It's not just a restaurant, but also a backyard."

The same goes for the backyard?

Zhang San scratched his head in embarrassment. There were many people who had been to the restaurant, but almost no one had been to the backyard of the restaurant.

"I can draw it for you."

After saying that, Song Wanyue got up and walked to the desk, picked up a pen and dipped it ink, and quickly drew a picture of the backyard.

Zhang San took it and looked at it. After checking it, he calculated it according to the bricks, tiles and wood in the restaurant. Adding another 2,000 taels should be possible.

Song Wanyue nodded, "Do you know where to sell this brick, tile and wood?"

"Know."

Song Wanyue asked Xu Liang to call Song Lin over and asked him to follow Zhang San to see, "The ruins here are easy to clean up. If you look at them today, please send them here."

Song Lin followed Zhang San to the place to pay the deposit, and asked them to send it in the afternoon.

Zhang San quickly found a lot of people to clean up the ruins.

The people passing by saw the ruins that had been abandoned for many days and gathered around to see them. They heard that they wanted to build a restaurant that was exactly the same, and they were talking about it.

...

Five days later.

The people who built the workshop dispersed and the sky gradually became dark.

Song Yi and others on the mountain looked up the way up the mountain while working hard to clean up the last tree roots.

These five days, they worked almost day and night, and then cleaned the top of the mountain within the day stipulated by Song Wanyue.

Song San was so tired that he didn't even have the strength to speak. When the last tree root was thrown out and thrown aside, he threw the shovel in his hand and lay on the ground.

Others also lay or sat down, panting so much that they were tired, but no one dared to complain.

There was a sound of footsteps.

The twelve people immediately got up and stood up, looking at the place they came up.

Song Wanyue walked up, followed by Song Shen and several villagers holding baskets in both hands.

Seeing that the top of the mountain had been cleaned up, Song Wanyue nodded with satisfaction and signaled the villagers to put down the basket.

The basket was covered with cloth and the fragrance wafted out.

Everyone had been working for the afternoon and was already hungry. They swallowed their saliva when they smelled the fragrance.

When the villagers went down, Song Shen took the basket in his hand to a flat place and put it down, lifted the covered cloth, and brought out the dishes inside, "This is what my little sister made for you personally."

Braised pork!

The twelve people almost rushed over together.

Although the lunch and dinner these days are also very rich, it is not worth mentioning compared to braised pork.

The guard brought the remaining basket over and brought out the food inside one by one.

The twelve people's eyes were staring, and they had never even seen these dishes.

Song Wanyue walked over and sat down on the spot, greeting her while holding the chopsticks, "Come and sit here!"

Song Yi and others did not dare to move.

Six guards walked over and sat down opposite Song Wanyue.

Song Wanyue looked over.

Song San gritted his teeth and was the first to raise his foot. The person behind him followed him and sat down next to the guards, far away from Song Wanyue.

Song Shen sat down next to Song Wanyue, took two pairs of chopsticks, one pair for her, and one pair in her hand.

Song Wanyue took it, looked at the people who were eight feet away from her, slowly picked up a piece of braised pork and put it in her mouth, nodded, "It's delicious."

Song Shen also stretched out his chopsticks to pick up a piece, and then there were six guards.

Song Yi and others looked at me, I looked at you, and at the same time swallowed, quietly reached out to grab the chopsticks, and quickly picked up a piece of meat and stuffed it into their mouths.

The fragrant smell suddenly filled the mouth, and the meat melted in the mouth, which was simply a delicious food on earth.

"Is it tasty?"

Song Wanyue asked.

Everyone nodded at the same time.

"I have never been stingy with my family. If you perform well in the future, you can often eat the dishes I cook."

"Family"?

Twelve people were shocked by this word.

They are all orphans without fathers and mothers. They have grown up wandering and never know what family is.

"You entered the Song family and changed the surname of the Song family. You are the Song family and will share the honor and disgrace with the Song family in the future. If the Song family is fortunate, you will be honored; if the Song family is fortunate, you will not end well. Therefore, from now on, you must guard the Song family's door and block all the monsters and monsters outside!"

The top of the mountain is silent.

Song Wanyue's words seemed to have echoed in the mountains, echoing in everyone's minds over and over again.

Especially the twelve people, they grew up in the eyes of the rolling eyes, and after becoming beggars, they were even more disliked by thousands of people. No one ever looked at them with a look at them. Only Song Wanyue not only regarded them as human beings, but also as family members, who shared honor and disgrace.

After a long time, Song San put down his chopsticks, stood up and took a step back, knelt down at Song Wanyue, and kowtowed to her.

Seeing this, the remaining eleven people also stood up and retreated, knelt down and kowtowed.

...

"Song Gui"

Village Chief Song slowly drove the carriage.

Mr. Song, sitting on the car board, responded.

Every night, he would come back in the village chief's ox cart and talk to him.

Village Chief Song raised his whip, "Did the girl Yue tell you about recruiting people?"

The foundation was laid immediately. Within half a month, all the workshops and houses could be built, and the Song family should recruit people.

Mr. Song told the truth, "No."

Village Chief Song believed his words and hesitated for a moment, "I see that Yue Yatou is here today. You can check her out her words tonight. If you recruit people, you should use the people from our village first."

As long as you enter the workshop, it will cost twenty cents a day, six hundred cents a month, and more than seven taels a year. In addition, the things you get during the New Year and the holidays are almost ten taels, and one person can support the harvest of the whole family in the year. If the villagers earn one in one, their lives will have to double in less than two years.

"Sure, I'll ask tonight."

The ox cart entered the village and reached the corner. Mr. Song wanted to get off the carriage, but was stopped by the village chief and sent him directly to the door of his house, asking him, "Don't forget to ask, no matter how late he asked, he would send me a letter."
Chapter completed!