Every family has a difficult sutra

April fifteenth.

Just as a guest had a banquet that day, Nanzhi waved his hand and freed up the largest private room on the second floor.

The guest who had not had enough money in his hand was stunned for a long time when he saw the private room.

He was anxious that he had only booked a cubicle for one or two, how could there be such a large wing?

While full of doubts, he could only smile and take care of the guests to the table.

This time, the banquet was an old friend from many years ago.

My friend is not from Yancheng. He wrote a letter a month ago, saying that he would come to Yancheng to do business and take a look at them by the way. But a few days ago, my mother was sick and had spent the money at home.

But this friend helped him a lot at the time, so he asked about the price of the banquet at Sanweiju early.

After his friend took his seat, he went outside the box to ask the waiter for a question with his uneasiness.

Because it was the first day that the second floor private room was opened, and there was a seat that had been booked in advance, Nanzhi and Shen Miaomiao were a little nervous, and now they were standing on the second floor and looking at the other side.

Seeing someone coming out, the two girls were sweating a little when they were holding hands.

"Is there anything you don't like to be dissatisfied with by the guest officer?" Although Shen Miaomiao was nervous, she had been a boss for a month and did not show it.

The man was about thirty years old and had met Shen Miaomiao when he came to the pre-seat meeting. He knew that the Sanweiju's owner was two girls. When he saw Shen Miaomiao and Nanzhi here, he just asked.

"Are you guys wrong? I only ordered a table for one or two or one ounce."

Hearing his words, Shen Miaomiao and Nan Zhi were relieved.

Shen Miaomiao smiled and shook her head: "That's right. It's a twelve ounce of one or two cents."

The man was stunned and a little disbelief.

Before coming to Sanweiju, he had also visited other restaurants.

The cheapest table in Zuitingxuan is two taels of silver, and the Hongfu Building is one taels of five coins, and it may not be possible to arrange a private room. Finally, I was thinking about trying my luck, so I came to Sanweiju, which had just opened a few days ago.

"Is this private room the same?"

"yes."

The man breathed a sigh of relief, then thanked him again, and happily returned to the private room.

Many customers knew that they had opened the second floor and walked up to take a look.

Some people took their friends to have dinner with them and didn't want to sit in the lobby, so they simply went to the second floor to have dinner.

The man who had settled the table did not forget to thank Nanzhi and Shen Miaomiao before leaving.

Although he is not embarrassed now, he can't afford much money. These Sanweiju made him lose that face.

It was not until the Sanweiju closed down at night that the guys sat in the lobby with excitement on their faces waiting to pay the monthly money.

Nanzhi looked at the account book from last month.

The total sales reached 72 taels, except for the cost of 16 taels, the profit was 56 taels.

It looks a lot, but the others are not small.

The wages have to be paid off by about twenty-one taels.

Thinking of this, Nanzhi couldn't help but feel a little painful.

But Uncle Ping has already started paying wages.

"Lu Daliang, the monthly money is 2 taels. I took three days off last month. The additional share was three cents. Adding other subsidies was 2 taels and 4 cents to 33 cents."

Lu Daliang was a little confused after hearing this.

When he came, he said it was two taels a month, and he didn't understand what other things were divided, but why did he get four cents and thirty-three cents?

"Master Lu, why don't you take the money?" Liu Daliang, who was standing beside him, smiled and poked him.

After being reminded by Liu Da, Lu Daliang reacted and hurried to collect the monthly money.

"Master Lu, please click the silver and press a handprint here." Uncle Ping pointed to the place where his name was written and said.

"Hey, okay." Lu Daliang smiled and pressed his handprints.

The little worker beside him joked: "Master Lu, why don't you make a little money?"

"I can't bear the amount of money? Go and go, be careful not to make meat for you tomorrow!"

Feeling the heavy weight in his hand, Lu Daliang almost grinned behind his ears as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Liu Da, I have a monthly fee of one or two liang. After two days off, the bonus and subsidy are a total of one or six liang." Uncle Ping recited along the name below.

When he heard that he had more than six cents, Liu Da almost dropped his eyes.

"One or six cents? Uncle Ping, don't lie to me!"

"If you don't want it, just give it to me, I won't dislike it." Uncle Ping also had a little funny look on his face when he looked.

This Liu Da is the most clever person on weekdays. He can make people laugh when he is with anyone, and he never makes any mistakes in his work.

"Then I definitely want it!" Liu Da squeezed in front and smiled and pressed his handprints before taking his wallet.

Which waiter can have such a lot of wages?

After following these two bosses, he really found a flaw!

"Wang Sheng, he paid one or two taels a month and took three days off. The bonus and subsidy totaled one or five taels and twelve cents."

"Zhang Yun, one or four ounces of money per month, took four days off, and two days off, the subsidy and bonus totaled one or four ounces."

"Lin Xiaoquan..."

"Aunt Cui..."

It was not until everyone's monthly money was paid that Uncle Ping closed the account book.

Everyone who received the money was happy, but Aunt Cui was a little dazed.

Seeing that there was a little sadness on her face, Nanzhi couldn't help but worry, so she went over and asked.

"Aunt Cui, what's wrong with you?"

Aunt Cui was in a daze, but when she heard someone asking, she came back to her senses. She turned around and saw that it was Nanzhi, and she laughed: "Our, it's okay, it's okay."

"Auntie, if you have something to do, just tell us, don't hold it in your mouth." Shen Miaomiao also suggested.

Aunt Cui works in a restaurant with great care and always comes over early, and always leaves at night. Although she always smiles a little on weekdays, she looks a little worried when she goes back at night.

It's probably the family business.

"That's right, my son came back two days ago." Aunt Cui sighed. Her son is now a gangster, and every time he comes back, he is not only asking for money from himself.

She only heard the couple quarreling in the room yesterday.

Aunt Cui felt very uncomfortable when she thought of hearing the movements when she got home.

How could a person as good as his husband give birth to such a bastard?

"I guess I'm quarreling with my daughter-in-law again." Aunt Cui shook her head. Although she knew that family scandals should not be made public, she really couldn't stand it over the years.

My son is a slut, and my daughter-in-law is also a stingy person.

It would be better to let her die earlier.

"this……"

"Forget it, you two bosses, go back to rest earlier. My old lady will go back. I will come back tomorrow morning." Aunt Cui only smiled bitterly, put away the wallet and slowly left the restaurant.

Looking at her leaving behind, Nanzhi and Shen Miaomiao were moved.

Aunt Cui is older than their mother, but she never thought that the family would be like that.

"Every family has a difficult sutra to recite."

"That's it..."
Chapter completed!