The scumbag married another man. After rebirth, I will no longer be the mistress of a high-class fam

The first floor of the restaurant is the lobby and private seats, and the second floor has private rooms.

Song Anning asked the waiter for a private room. From the private room, she opened the curtain and looked down, and could still see the scene on the first floor.

As soon as Song Yue entered, she was stunned by the decoration and layout of the restaurant.

I saw that this small restaurant was actually filled with landscape pavilions and carved beams and painted buildings. The entire first floor was obviously so large, but there were only about ten tables. Each table was separated by various green plants or straw curtains. Open, forming a series of more private but not too strict spaces.

The same goes for the second floor.

Close to the corridor is a table similar to a card seat, covered by a bead curtain. On the left are the private rooms and private rooms. Each private room has a sign of Orchid or Spring Bamboo, and a poem is written next to the sign. The writing is quite literati.

Song Yue whispered: "Is the owner of this shop stupid? It's such a waste of space for them to decorate the layout like this. Just say that there are only ten tables in such a big place on the first floor. What a waste. At least it can be done Set up thirty tables.”

Since the Song family's family runs a restaurant, no matter whether the business is good or not, Song Yue has at least been exposed to it.

So as soon as I came in, I started thinking about how to run it on my own.

Song Anning just smiled and said nothing.

People like Song Yue, who have relatively little knowledge and structure, will probably never understand what structure is and what sentiment is.

Qingzhou is located in the north and is very close to the capital. Not to mention officials, there are many literati in the city.

These people are known as elegant people, so naturally they don't like noisy ordinary restaurants.

A restaurant with such an elegant atmosphere is exactly what they want.

Assuming four people per table in an ordinary restaurant, selling four bowls of noodles, the income is thirty cents, which may not be enough for a cup of tea in this place.

Song Anning followed the waiter to the private room.

When ordering, Song Yue took the initiative and said, "I'll do it, I'll do it. My family is a restaurant owner, and I'm the best at ordering. Waiter, what kind of dishes do you have here?"

The waiter handed over a menu and said with a smile: "Please take a look, sir."

"what?"

Song Yue's grandfather was a teacher, so naturally she also read books and knew how to read.

But this was the first time I saw someone write the names of dishes on paper for customers to order.

What should you do if you encounter a customer who doesn't know how to read?

Song Yue was shocked again.

Song Anning was also thinking about this issue.

After all, although most of the people who come here are literati, not to mention literate, they can also compose poetry, but there are always one or two illiterate people. If they come here, wouldn't they just become blind?

She was curious and asked.

The waiter smiled and said: "If you are illiterate, we can tell you the name of the dish. But we were afraid that the guest officer would not be able to tell the quality of the dish from the name, so we made a menu. There are more than just I wrote the name of the dish and drew a picture, so a few guests may wish to take a look, and from the picture they can see what the main ingredients of the dish are."

Song Anning became somewhat interested.

She took the menu in Song Yue's hand and looked through it carefully.

The more I turned over it, the more frightened I became.

I saw that the menu was made of parchment paper on a slightly hard shell paper. There were only two dishes on each page. The name of the dish was on the front, and the appearance of the dish was drawn with various colors of paint on the back. Looking at It is so lifelike that people can tell what this dish is at a glance.

She couldn't help but feel excited.

"Your boss is really ingenious."

The waiter smiled and said, "That's right. I'm not bragging. Our boss is the best business person I've ever seen."

Song Anning's eyes blinked.

She suddenly thought of something and said to the waiter: "I remember that your store was newly opened in the middle of last year?"

"Yes." The waiter said with confidence, "Our boss said that our store's performance is good, and we will soon open a second store in the city. The address has been selected, and the dishes there are different from ours. If you two guests are free by then, you are welcome to come and taste it."

Song Anning smiled and said, "Where will the new store be opened?"

"It's opposite Song's Restaurant on West Street, but it's still early and the store has just been taken over. If you want to go there, you have to wait a few months. The boss said it will take time to decorate."

Song Anning and Song Yue were both shocked.

Song's Restaurant on West Street?

Isn't that Song Yue's restaurant?

Song Anning and Song Yue looked at each other. Song Anning was gloating about the misfortune, while Song Yue's face dropped and she almost ran away on the spot and went back to see what was going on.

Recently, she heard that the shop opposite her restaurant was sold out, but she didn't expect that the owner of the shop was the owner of Qunfang Restaurant.

The waiter didn't notice Song Yue's expression.

After the two of them finished ordering, they took the menus and went out.

Song Anning walked to the window, looked at the scenery outside, and said: "These Fang Restaurant owners are really wonderful people. I don't know what such wonderful people look like. If possible, I really want to get to know them." "

She is also in business, but she has no jealousy towards the other party, she just appreciates him.

Song Yue is different.

She dug at the corners of the table hard, as if she could tear the table apart.

When Dongqing saw it, she couldn't help but squeeze in, "Miss Yue, this table is made of fine pear wood and is very expensive. It doesn't matter if you cut it into pieces. It would be unreasonable if our lady helped you pay for it."

Song Yue: "..."

Although she was from a poor family, she was still a person who had seen the world, so how could she not see that this was the best pear wood.

But what happened to pear scented wood?

She just digs, how could she dig out...

Song Yue suddenly realized something was wrong.

She looked down.

As expected, her long nails made a scratch on the originally smooth tabletop, just like a beautiful woman whose face was suddenly scratched, as ugly as she wanted.

Song Yue was startled and quickly took a bowl to block it.

"I didn't pick it up, don't talk nonsense!"

Seeing her little move, Dongqing pulled her lips disdainfully.

Soon, the dishes came up.

Song Anning tasted it. Although the taste was not bad, compared with such a delicate and elegant decoration, the dishes seemed a bit ordinary.

I'm sorry for his name, Qunfang House.

However, Song Anning didn't mention anything. After eating, she asked Dongqing to pay the bill.

When leaving the restaurant, Song Yue followed him again.

"Hey, Song Anning, where are you going this afternoon?"

Song Anning raised her eyebrows, "Is something wrong?"

"It's nothing, just, just..."

Song Yue bit her lip, thought for a while, and then said: "Can you lend me some money? I don't have any cash on hand. I want to go shopping at Rouge Shop later. I..."

Song Anning said straightforwardly, "I have no money."

When you're done, leave.

Song Yue's eyelids twitched and she quickly stopped her.

"Hey, why do you have no money? When you paid for the meal just now, you spent a full ten taels of silver. I saw it. You can spend so much money on a meal. What's wrong with lending me one or two taels of silver?"