The Second Sister of a Farmer's Family's Path to Imperial Destiny

The location selection for the hot pot restaurant was left to Mo Feifei. During this period, Guo Xin had been looking for a suitable candidate for the manager at Renya, but he was overwhelmed and couldn't find a suitable one.

Either their resume is too extensive and they are worried that they won’t be able to work in their own hotpot restaurant for long.

Either the salary requirement is too high and I cannot afford it at the moment.

All in all, the New Year is almost here as we keep choosing.

As soon as Liu Tiezhu saw Guo Xin, he stepped forward and said, "Sister Guo Xin, the New Year is coming soon. Why don't you go back to the village and help Sister Guo Ruo with the decorations? It would be a good opportunity for Guo Zhi and Guo Xi to feel the strong new atmosphere as soon as they go back."

Guo Xin glanced at him and said, "You are thinking about Guo Zhi, right? Don't think I can't see it."

Liu Tiezhu lowered his head embarrassedly and quickened the movement of the abacus in his hand, making a thumping sound.

As Guo Xin listened to the voice, his thoughts drifted far away.

This is her first year in this world, and also her first time celebrating the New Year in this world. It feels like a long time.

It is indeed time to buy some festive things and go back to the village to decorate, put up red spring couplets and red window decorations, set off firecrackers, and sit together as a family to eat and drink, how pleasant it is.

If this dynasty could allow the people to get beautiful fireworks, it would add some festive atmosphere to the New Year.

Guo Xin was lost in her own imagination. She didn't know how many years it had been since she had such a peaceful holiday. It was great...

"Sister Guo Xin, this is the account book I calculated in recent days. Please take a look." After Liu Tiezhu finished calculating the accounts, he handed a thick account book to Guo Xin, interrupting Guo Xin's thoughts.

When Guo Xin opened it, he was a little surprised. Although he had always asked Liu Tiezhu to help manage the accounts of the tavern, he had never been very confident about it. After all, Liu Tiezhu had never really attended school, nor had he learned from a professional shopkeeper.

This account book is clean and clear, and even uses different colors of ink to distinguish each category, making it easy to see at a glance. Upon closer inspection, it turns out that all the accounts are correct.

Guo Xin sighed in appreciation: "Tiezhu, have you ever learned to do accounting before?"

"I haven't learned it in school, but I learned a little from my father, so I was able to get the hang of it so quickly in the tavern. I wonder how my account is doing, Sister Guo Xin?"

Guo Xin looked at Liu Tiezhu in front of him and remembered that Uncle Liu had indeed worked as an apprentice for a few years behind the owner of a big restaurant when he was young. However, for some unknown reason, Uncle Liu returned to the village and no longer had the apprentice job.

At the beginning, everyone in the village knew that Uncle Liu had become an apprentice. The women in the village would sigh at the entrance of the village and lament that they had not married such a man. So when Uncle Liu suddenly returned to the village, the wind direction in the village changed again.

To this day, the women at the entrance of the village still bring up this matter from time to time as a topic of conversation. It was for this reason that she learned about Uncle Liu's apprenticeship.

"It's a pretty good calculation. You can say that I have some talent."

Guo Xin became interested. He had been unable to sleep for some time because he was worried about finding a suitable shopkeeper, but he had always ignored Liu Tiezhu in front of him.

He is young, energetic, and loyal to Guo Zhi, so he will definitely not be easily bribed by the rival family.

The most important thing is that he has talent in this area. With a little training, he will definitely become a shopkeeper who can manage the finances of multiple stores with ease.

"I will give you the account books of the workshop. This may require you to run back and forth between the village and the tavern from time to time. Are you willing to do this?"

"Of course!" Liu Tiezhu said happily. He knew this was a rare opportunity for him. As long as he kept the accounts well and mastered a skill, he would not fall behind Guo Zhi in the future.

"You don't have to worry about being unable to handle these account books. I will ask the shopkeeper brought by Mrs. Hu to give you some pointers. If you have any questions, you must be bold to ask them."

Liu Tiezhu held the abacus and nodded repeatedly.

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One more thing was put on his mind, and Guo Xin, feeling much more relaxed, decided to go shopping and buy some items to make his home more festive for the New Year.

Unfortunately, she was the only one buying household items this time. Guo Ruo had returned to the village some time ago because he had too much to do in the workshop.

During this period of time, Guo Xin taught Guo Ru a lot of financial knowledge by using the account books of the wine shop and workshop. She can also handle some not-so-complicated accounts, so this time when she returned to the village, she would review the account books of the workshop and re-select the right person to take charge of the workshop.

Guo Zhi and Guo Xi are both studying in school. It seems that their workload has been very heavy recently, and there are fewer letters sent to their home.

Guo Xin wandered aimlessly on the street alone. She could no longer remember the couplets, window decorations and firecrackers, and she didn't know what else she needed to buy.

"Young lady! The New Year is approaching, do you want to buy some festive items?" The woman on the roadside saw Guo Xin and began to solicit her enthusiastically.

Guo Xin nodded.

"Oh, then you have come to the right store. My store has everything you need. You can be sure to buy things for the New Year here. You don't have to go to other stores!" The woman pulled Guo Xin into the store.

As soon as you walk in, you will see all kinds of red things hanging on the walls, and the place is packed with people, including women, teenagers, middle-aged men, etc.

As the woman pulled Guo Xin in, she said familiarly, "Young lady, you heard your mother come out to buy things for the New Year. Let me tell you, in Yong'an County, our things are of the best quality and the cheapest. Your mother must have asked you to buy from me. Just come here and pick out what you want to buy."

This was the first time Guo Xin felt such a warm and sincere woman, so she said, "My parents passed away during the famine, and now I want to buy some festive things to celebrate the New Year and make the atmosphere at home less sad."

The woman realized that she had accidentally mentioned someone's sad story, and said embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, young lady, then come over here and take a look. These are all white couplets. You can't use red couplets when an elderly person in the family passes away."

"When a relative dies, red spring couplets are not posted in the year. Instead, white, green and yellow paper are used during the mourning period (before the full mourning period). White paper is used in the first year, green paper in the second year, yellow paper in the third year, and red paper is used again in the fourth year after the mourning period is over."

"Don't buy the wrong one. If you use it incorrectly, you'll be criticized by the villagers. If you still don't understand anything, feel free to ask me."

The lady looked at Guo Xin with pity, and sighed in her heart that what a pitiful person she was. If her own child had lost her at such a young age, she would not know how helpless he would be.

Thinking about it, he shook his head and laughed secretly. Wasn't he still alive? It was unlucky to think about these things.

Guo Xin looked at the white couplets in front of her, and was glad that the woman had told her this. Otherwise, if she bought some red couplets back, she would have made a fool of herself.