A tragic journey through ancient times, trying to make money

Zhang Yunyue pointed out three dishes to the two people, which should have never been eaten by anyone in the town. Currently, only the braised pork is available in the food store in the town, and it is served with noodles. I don’t know if it is available elsewhere, but Zhang Yunyue has never seen it in the town.

As for crispy pork, people here have never extracted starch, so naturally they cannot make crispy pork.

Xiao Qi and Cao Shiyang had been drooling over these three dishes. At the strong invitation of Grandpa Zhang and Zhang Yunyue, the two of them started to taste them right away.

The braised pork is fat but not greasy, the spicy chicken is spicy and fresh, and the crispy pork is burnt and crispy. All three dishes gave Xiao Qi and Cao Shiyang different feelings. After trying one bite, they unconsciously picked up another with chopsticks to try.

The people from Old Zhang's family saw the two people start to eat, so they also started to eat. The people from the other two tables saw the people at the main table start to eat, so they also started to eat.

Cao Shiyang: "Miss Zhang, I didn't expect your cooking skills to be so good. Before, I just thought that you were so young and your ideas were already extraordinary. After seeing you today, I didn't expect that your cooking skills are also eye-opening."

Zhang Yunyue shook her head: "Manager Cao is too polite. I just like cooking. I will learn it if I practice more and watch more. I am not as good as Manager Cao said. There are always people who are better than you."

Grandpa Zhang: "Yes, yes, that's right. Yueyue is right. There are always people better than you. There are so many amazing people."

Cao Shiyang: "Yes, I am shallow."

"Eat, keep eating."

Today's braised pork and spicy chicken are the most popular. Not only the people at the main table eat with gusto, but also the people at the other two tables are eating with great appetite, and they take chopsticks of braised pork in the soup bowl one after another.

Halfway through the meal, Grandma Zhang stood up and took a look. Seeing that there was not much braised pork left for the people at the two tables, she took out the braised pork in the basin from the kitchen and added some to the people at the two tables and also to her own table.

The other two tables were filled with young people in their teens or twenties. Seeing Grandma Zhang so generously adding more meat to their plates, they all said as they ate: "Thank you, Grandma Zhang. You are such a kind person. Your braised pork is so delicious."

Grandma Zhang was so happy that she added a few more spoonfuls. It was also a good thing that Zhang Yunyue brought back 10 kilograms of braised pork today, otherwise it might not be enough.

After the meal, everyone praised how delicious the food was. The braised pork was so fragrant, and the spicy chicken was also fragrant and spicy. They unconsciously added a lot of rice.

Mrs. Zhu, Grandma Zhang and the two Zhang Xingyun brothers helped to clean up the tables, chairs, and dishes. Zhang Yunyue, Grandpa Zhang and Zhang Cheng then led the Tianxianglou group back to the workshop.

The employees of the workshop all went home for lunch, but Zhang Xingzhong was still guarding the door. Mainly because there were so many horse-drawn carriages loaded with goods at the door, and he didn't have the key to the workshop door, so he couldn't close it, so he stayed to guard it on his own initiative.

Zhang Xingzhong looked at Grandpa Zhang and the others who had returned, walked over and said, "Third Grandpa, you're back. I'll go home to eat first."

Grandpa Zhang patted Zhang Xingzhong on the shoulder and said, "Okay, thank you, Xiaozhong. Go back and eat. Don't be hungry."

"Okay, second uncle, Yueyue, I'll go back first." After saying goodbye to Grandpa Zhang, he said something to Zhang Cheng and Zhang Yunyue, then set off to go home for dinner.

As soon as Zhang Xingzhong left, Grandpa Zhang and the other two took Cao Shiyang and Xiao Qi to the reception room of the workshop.

Grandpa Zhang took out the weight he had just recorded, and Zhang Yunyue took out a pen and paper to start calculating.

After a while, Zhang Yunyue calculated the weight and amount of each item, summarized the total amount, and wrote it on a blank piece of paper.

"Shopkeeper Cao, I have already calculated it here, please calculate it here too." After saying that, he pushed the abacus and the paper recording the weight in front of Cao Shiyang.

Cao Shiyang started calculating again. After he finished, he compared the weight and total amount with Zhang Yunyue. As expected, they matched.

Although he has done this several times, Cao Shiyang is still surprised every time.

But this time there is one more person, that is Xiao Qi.

Xiao Qi had been paying attention to Zhang Yunyue's way of settling accounts, but he didn't understand what Zhang Yunyue wrote on the paper.

The final weight and amount were words they could understand, but they had no idea about the writing and drawing process.

But he was smart enough not to say anything. After all, it was just a cooperative relationship and no one would make their secrets public.

"Miss Zhang, there is no problem. The weight and amount are correct, and the total amount is also correct."

After saying that, Cao Shiyang glanced at Xiao Qi, and Xiao Qi nodded.

When Cao Shiyang saw Xiao Qi nod, he knew what Xiao Qi meant, so he took out an account book from his arms and handed it to Zhang Yunyue.

Zhang Yunyue saw that Shopkeeper Cao handed over what seemed to be an account book, but she still asked in confusion: "Shopkeeper Cao, what is this?"

"Miss Zhang, this is the account book of mung bean jelly from hundreds of Tianxianglou stores last month. The reason why I brought it here now is mainly because the distance is far and it needs to be sorted out.

That’s why I brought it here today. It should be delivered every month around this time in the future. Please take a look.”

Zhang Yunyue understood, so he took the account book and started reading it from the beginning. Zhang Yunyue did mental arithmetic and occasionally made notes with pen and paper.

After flipping through the account book for two quarters of an hour, Zhang Yunyue calculated the total amount recorded with pen and paper, and the result was not much different from that in the account book.

At this moment, I just need to use mental arithmetic and paper and pen to record to make sure it roughly matches. If I really have to check it one by one, I may not be able to finish it in the afternoon.

He handed the account book back to Cao Shiyang: "Manager Cao, there is nothing wrong with the account book."

This time, flipping through the account book shocked Xiao Qi and Cao Shiyang again. They became even more curious about the girl in front of them. How could a thirteen-year-old girl only need fifteen minutes to read a month's account book?

Cao Shiyang took the account book and said, "Ms. Zhang, the payment for the goods this time is 279 taels, and the share of the mung bean jelly is 5175 taels, a total of 5467 taels."

After saying that, he took out the silver bills in his arms and handed Zhang Yunyue five thousand-yuan silver bills, four five-hundred-yuan silver bills, one fifty-yuan silver bill, and then 5 taels of silver.

"Miss Zhang, please keep it."

Zhang Yunyue took the banknote, counted it, and found no problem. He handed the banknote to Grandpa Zhang and kept it: "Manager Cao, no problem."

"Miss Zhang, since there is no problem, then we will leave first, otherwise it will be too late to return to the county town."

"Okay, I'll take you two out."

After saying that, everyone in the reception room stood up and walked out of the workshop.

Several people walked to the carriage, and Cao Shiyang clasped his fists and said, "Goodbye, everyone."

Xiao Qi also clasped his fists and said, "Everyone, I'm sorry to bother you today. I really like your food. I hope I can come and taste it again next time."