The next day, Song Lin and Song Wanyue were still sitting in Gu Yi's carriage to the restaurant. The shopkeeper was even more enthusiastic than yesterday, and he wanted to pay Song Wanyue as the God of Wealth, because the income in the herbal tea restaurant in the past two days was almost as good as the past half month.

"Miss Song, please get off the carriage slowly."

"Miss Song must not have eaten in the morning. I'll let the chef make delicious for you."

"Miss Song is careful about the threshold. If you think it's high and it's hard to step over, I'll let the guy change it in a while."

"Miss Song..."

Song Wanyue,...

Bang!

The folding fan in Gu Yi's hand hit the shopkeeper's head, "Shut up!"

After all, he has been running a restaurant for more than ten years, and he doesn’t even have the ability to see it. Didn’t he see the little girl feeling uncomfortable when she was said?

"Small..."

The shopkeeper was very excited and was about to say that he couldn't keep his mouth shut. When he saw Gu Yi's glaring eyes, he calmed down a little, but he still did not return to his usual calmness. "Yes, young master."

"I thought about it yesterday. I can't give too much today, it's the same as yesterday."

The shopkeeper was so excited that he didn't fall asleep all night. He thought that Song Wanyue came over to ask her to make more pots today. When he heard her say she wanted to do as much as she did yesterday, he was a little anxious, "Song Gu..."

"Just do as the little girl said, I won't do more today."

The shopkeeper was even more anxious, "Young Master..."

"I said I'll listen to the little girl, and I have no discussion."

The shopkeeper was so anxious that his forehead was sweating. He didn't care about Song Lin and Song Wanyue, so he pulled Gu Yi aside, "Young Master, do you know how much money did you sell yesterday?"

After saying that, without waiting for Gu Yi to answer, he stretched out his hand and shook it, "So many, there are only a handful of times when we have sold so much money since our restaurant opened. How can we let this opportunity go in vain?"

The shopkeeper is really anxious. If the master is here, he will not have to spend so much time talking, but it is the young master. The young master obeys Miss Song...

"I can't bear to bear the little girl."

"Miss Song doesn't need to be affected. I'll ask my friend to help. Ms. Song just needs to move her mouth."

Gu Yi slapped him in the head with another folding blow, "You are stupid. This is the secret recipe of the little girl's family. How can you let the guy see it?"

The shopkeeper was about to wail, but the white money was in front of him but he couldn't make any money. His heart was cut like a knife, and it was bleeding from pain.

"Not only today, but also in the future, I can only sell two big pots every day at noon and at night."

Song Wanyue's voice came from not far behind them.

The shopkeeper suddenly turned around, and his usual calm eyes almost glared out now, "What?"

As he said that, he walked towards Song Wanyue, "Miss Song, we can't just leave money without making any profit."

He doesn't care how much herbal tea can earn. Even if he gives all the income from herbal tea to Song Wanyue, he is willing. What he wants is the business brought to the restaurant, which is much more than the income from selling herbal tea. If the customer doesn't make so much herbal tea and can't drink enough, what should he do if he doesn't come in the future?

"The shopkeeper should know that the more you can't get the things you want, the more you want them. The same goes for herbal tea. We have limited quantities every day, so naturally, people will not be able to drink them. They will be thinking about coming to the restaurant every day. At that time, there will be more and less customers in the restaurant."

The shopkeeper stood there in a daze, but he had never thought about the problem like this.

Gu Yi walked behind him and knocked him with a folding fan, "Elm head."

The shopkeeper raised his hand and touched his head blankly, staring at the few people, but he had not turned around yet.

Gu Yi ignored him and led Song Lin and Song Wanyue into the house. He had already prepared tea and snacks in the house. After yesterday, Song Lin was not stern today. He poured tea for himself and drank it slowly.

Gu Yi sat quietly on the chair beside Song Wanyue, secretly looking up at Song Lin drinking tea, and quietly moved the chair to Song Wanyue.

Song Lin did not respond.

He moved again.

Song Lin still didn't respond.

Gu Yi was overjoyed and moved hard...

Scream-

With a thorn, Song Lin looked over and saw that Gu Yi was almost next to Song Wanyue, and his face suddenly turned dark.

Gu Yi was so scared that he quickly moved the chair farther than before, "I don't blame me, it was the chair that accidentally slid over by himself."

Song Lin,...

Song Wanyue...

...

The shopkeeper came in for a while and obviously had already figured out Song Wanyue's words. He smiled at the God of Wealth on his face again, "Miss Song is indeed smart, and I feel inferior to myself."

Hearing him say this, Song Lin and Gu Yi straightened their waists with Youyou's honor.

Song Lin happened to see Gu Yi's actions from the corner of his eyes and glared at him fiercely.

The shopkeeper saw it and hurriedly rescued the young master. "Miss Song first eats a few snacks and drinks some tea. I'll ask the guy to clean the pot."

...

After making two big pots, the three of them went back to the house for a while to rest. Song Wanyue continued to practice calligraphy under Gu Yi's guidance. Song Lin kept staring at him with good eyes. Every time Gu Yi approached Song Wanyue's guidance, he glared at him with vicious eyes, but Gu Yi pretended not to feel it. Song Lin was so angry that he almost wiped out his teeth in the morning.

It was almost noon, and Song Wanyue put down her pen and washed her hands, and Song Lin's teeth were saved.

"Dad, this time, Brother Big Brother is almost over, so let's pick him up and have a meal together."

Song Lin has a honest face and is not stupid.

As soon as Song Wanyue said, he understood what he meant, and it was time for Song Si to come and take a look. If there was any problem later, he could help him get an idea, stand up immediately, "Go!"

Gu Yi was a little hesitant, not knowing whether he should follow him.

Let's go with it, he was afraid that Song Si would talk to him, so he would not dare to talk back like Song Shen; if he didn't go, Song Si would still see him when he came to the restaurant.

After hesitating for a long time, I mustered up the courage, "I'll go with you."

Song Lin didn't say no, it was the time when it was hot. If only he was himself, he would definitely not have taken Gu Yi's carriage, but he couldn't bear to suffer Yue'er.

When the carriage arrived at the entrance of the college, students happened to come out one after another.

The college is in charge of food, but some rich young masters are not used to eating, so they go home to eat. Some students who are close to and who are poor at home also go home to eat, which can save a lot of money in a month.

Song Lin stopped a student and asked him to help him call out Song Si.

Song Si was very anxious when he came out. When he arrived in front of Song Lin and Song Wanyue, he asked anxiously, "Uncle, is something wrong at home?"

He has been to the academy for several years. Except for someone who comes to pick him up during holidays, he has never been there every day.

Song Lin patted his shoulder and grinned and replied, "It's a good thing."

Song Si's heart was raised back, he took a few deep breaths, calmed his breath before asking, just about to ask what a good thing was, but when he saw Gu Yi behind him, he frowned.
Chapter completed!