Song Lin saw this scene when he entered the door. Song Wanyue lowered her head and wrote on the paper with her brush, while Gu Yi was guiding her.

Song Lin's intention to settle the score with Gu Yi suddenly faded.

His daughter is a sensible person, and Xu is also a sensible person. Most of the money Song Si spent on studying in recent years was obtained by him. Xu never said anything. Even teaching his daughter to read words was written on the ground with branches, and Yue'er never cried because of this.

But he knew that Yue'er was very eager to write on paper with a brush.

"It seems" that he heard his footsteps. Gu Yi looked up and said with a little congratulation, "Uncle, you are back, there is water in the basin over there."

Song Lin responded and walked over to wash his hands.

Gu Yi breathed out without a trace.

After Song Lin finished washing, he returned to the table and sat down, looking at Song Wanyue who was writing.

He was a rough man. He didn't know a single word before marrying Xu. Later, he married Xu and learned to write his own name from her. No matter how much he was, he didn't want to learn it.

Seeing Song Wanyue's serious look at this moment, he was both sad and relieved: what was sad was that although his daughter was favored, she still treated her badly in terms of literacy. It was very difficult for her family to support a scholar, and it was impossible to invite a husband alone for her; what was relieved was that her daughter followed Xu and was very sensible.

...

Before noon, the restaurant became lively and the crowds of people in front could be heard from behind. Song Lin couldn't sit still, so he got up and left the house and went to the lobby in front.

The lobby was already full of people, and there were still people walking in. The shopkeeper was asking the guy to add two tables temporarily.

When he saw Song Lin coming, he was afraid that the guests would meet him, so he personally brought a stool and placed it on the counter for him to sit down.

"Shopkeeper, you owe a bowl of herbal tea yesterday, plus two bowls today."

As soon as a guest sat down, he shouted with the IOU in his hand.

The shopkeeper's smiled and his eyebrows were squeezed together, "Wait, the herbal tea will come soon."

As soon as he finished speaking, two guys carefully carried a large jar of herbal tea. The jar was twice as big as yesterday, and the guests in the lobby were suddenly boiling.

Many people had a bowl of food at noon yesterday and came again at night, but they didn't have it yet. They didn't sleep well at night, so they were thinking about coming here early today to drink so that they wouldn't be able to drink it too late.

"Give it to me first!"

“Come to me first!

...

Several sounds sounded at the same time.

The shopkeeper was so happy that he was even more disgusted. "Don't be anxious, everyone. We have prepared a lot of herbal tea today to ensure that everyone can drink it."

Even though he said so, he still impatiently brought the bowl over, "Super it to me, the kind that can be sprinkled out with just one move."

The guy looked at the shopkeeper and saw him nodding slightly. He carefully opened the lid and served him a bowl. It was the kind that could really spill out.

The man didn't answer, lowered his head and took a big sip. The cool and comfortable feeling suddenly penetrated his limbs again, "Happy!"

After saying that, he took the bowl from the guy's hand and carefully carried it back.

The other few people followed suit, not to mention waiting in their seats. Even if they were almost dissatisfied with each other, they were unwilling to do so, and the whole lobby was filled with excitement.

Song Lin was stunned. Yesterday, he heard Song Wanyue say that he didn't feel anything. Today, he saw it with his own eyes and realized that it was really popular. According to this momentum, it would be difficult for their Song family to not get rich.

He hurriedly got up and went to the back room. Before the person entered the door, the sound had already sounded, with uncontrollable excitement, "Yue'er."

Just after Song Wanyue washed the ink on her hands, she looked at the door when she heard this. Seeing Song Lin walking in with an excited look on her face, she understood what was going on, "Dad, did you see it?"

Song Lin lit his head like a chicken pecking at rice. His eyes, which were usually calm and unwavering, were filled with excitement at this moment, "This business can be done!"

Song Wanyue signaled him to sit on the chair, "Yesterday, today and tomorrow are free, and the fee will start the day after tomorrow, five cents a bowl. Then I will see if it will be so popular."

The cold skin is made of white flour, and it is also added with cucumbers and various seasonings for only fifteen cents per serving, and a bowl of water costs five cents per serving?

"Isn't it too expensive? It's not affordable for ordinary people to drink it."

Herbal tea is not prepared for ordinary people, but for those rich people. Song Wanyue did not say this to Song Lin, saying, "My herbs are not cheap."

In fact, those herbs are not worth much, but they cannot be said to Song Lin.

Song Lin slapped his forehead and said, "Look at me, I'm so happy that I forgot to use the best herbs. It's not expensive, but it's not expensive at all. My father thinks it can be sold more expensively, and it's better to have eight cents."

Song Wanyue,...

...

At noon, all the two large pots of herbal tea made were delivered. Many people didn't drink enough and shouted that the shopkeeper would come and move another can, and they spent money to buy it.

The shopkeeper didn't expect that there were two big pots, not a drop left, and bowed to everyone, "Everyone, everyone, the process of this herbal tea is very complicated. We only made two big pots in one night, and they have all been delivered. There are two big pots in the process. If you want to drink, you have to wait until the evening. Please forgive me, please forgive me."

The herbal tea in the jar was indeed seen, and everyone couldn't say anything else.

When they calmed down, the shopkeeper hurriedly came to the back and bowed to Song Wanyue, "Miss Song, I have to ask you to make two more pots."

Gu Yi frowned slightly.

Song Wanyue replied, "Yes."

The shopkeeper quickly thanked, "Thank you for your hard work in Miss Song, I will now ask someone to prepare a sumptuous meal.

There are too many customers coming to the restaurant today. The guys are so busy that they don’t touch the floor. Needless to say, the chefs want to grow eight hands on themselves.

Gu Yi had already wanted to instruct the shopkeeper to prepare the meal, but was stopped by Song Wanyue and asked Xiao Si to send a letter to Song Shu and the others, asking them to go back after selling the cold noodles and not wait for the father and daughter.

"Go quickly, go quickly, we're all going to starve."

Gu Yi waved.

The shopkeeper quickly stepped back and gave instructions.

The food was quickly brought up, with six dishes and one soup, which was very exquisite. Song Lin had never eaten such dishes before, so he was afraid to put on chopsticks.

"Uncle, little girl."

Gu Yi greeted him and couldn't wait to pick up the vegetables and put them in his mouth. He was really hungry and ate in big mouthfuls.

Song Wanyue also picked up a little dish and put it into the plate in front of her.

Song Lin looked at Gu Yi, then looked at Song Wanyue, and only picked up the rice. Just as he was about to eat, he put a chopstick of vegetables into his bowl.

"Eat it, dad, herbal tea has made the restaurant business popular. This meal was invited by the shopkeeper."

She didn't dare to say that it was Gu Yi's request, otherwise Song Lin would probably not even want to eat rice.
Chapter completed!