The female general of the last days returned to ancient times to raise a young prostitute

"Can you read?" Mo Rao asked.

Eleven said respectfully: I know it.

Okay, go to the restaurant today to get familiar with it. I don't keep idle people here. From now on, you will be the restaurant manager.

Mo Rao took out Mo Qingshan's clothes and gave them to Shiyi. "Go to the bathroom and clean up. Put this on."

Although Eleven didn't understand what Mo Rao meant by the bathroom, he could roughly understand it by looking at the clothes in his hands.

Eleven looked at the bathroom in his master's house and was completely dumbfounded.

How to use this? He had never seen anything here before.

As a death squad, you don't just see rats in the gutter. There are also magnificent palaces.

Although this place is not as magnificent as a palace, every object here is something I have never seen before.

How to wash without a tub? Eleven was completely confused. He could only look at everything around him in a panic.

Eleven looked at the bamboo joint above his head. It looked like a miniature bucket, but it didn't look like one. There were many small holes on the bamboo joint.

Mo Rao shouted into the bathroom: Take off the bamboo plug on your head, then you can wash.

Eleven looked at the bamboo tube above his head with some embarrassment. There was indeed a bamboo stopper.

He removed the bamboo plug, and the water flowed into the small bamboo tube, and the water in the small bamboo tube fell like rain.

Now he finally understood what these small holes on the bamboo bucket were used for.

Wash up and change into clean clothes.

He took out the human skin mask he had prepared in advance and left the bathroom. He became a completely different gentleman.

Mo Rao was stunned by the sight of such a human skin mask.

If this person was in the future and took out such a human skin mask, she would not be surprised.

After all, such things are child's play in later generations.

But this was the ancient times when supplies were scarce! As expected, without some real skills, you really can't be a death warrior.

It's just a different face, and while it's still handsome, it lacks the face underneath the skin, which is worth seeing.

The family rode in an ox cart and went straight to the restaurant when they arrived in town.

The restaurant in the town has been completely renovated.

All the sanitation has been cleaned.

It seems that these people did not slack off during the time she was away.

The smooth floor was spotlessly clean.

After the renovation, the restaurant looks many times more upscale.

It can be said to be high-end, grand and classy.

All the tables, chairs and benches have arrived, but since she hasn't been back for some time, the final payment for these tables, chairs and benches has not yet been settled.

Mo Rao handed the balance to Master Yao and asked Master Yao to make a trip and help her settle the balance.

Master Yao took the silver and money and went out directly.

Everything is finished. We just need to choose a good day to officially open.

The father and son have been talking since they entered the door.

They had never seen such magnificent decoration.

The feeling you get from the moment you enter the door is particularly comfortable and elegant, as if you have walked into heaven.

The father and son were completely shocked by this restaurant.

Zhang Lanlan tried her best to conceal her shocked expression, but her eyes were still wide open.

She felt like she was walking on clouds, it was completely unreal.

Compared with Old Lady Mo, Mo's mother and others, they were much calmer.

From the beginning of the renovation to the completion, they were involved.

I was shocked enough to be shocked, but when I saw the renovated restaurant, I still felt a little excited.

That afternoon, the family started choosing a date for the opening.

After several rounds of discussion, it was decided to open the store two days later.

The next day, Master Yao's son, Yao Wen, brought Mo Rao small bamboo baskets customized in various colors and patterns.

Mo Rao took a look at the baskets in her hands. The patterns on these baskets were indeed beautiful.

Mo Rao ordered a total of 200 pieces, each costing two cents, so 400 pieces cost cents.

Mo Rao took out four hundred coins from her wallet and handed them to Yao Wen.

Yao Wen took the silver and said: My second uncle asked me to thank the boss on his behalf.

You’re welcome. Your second uncle’s cooking skills are indeed quite good.

There are all kinds of small baskets, delicate and beautiful. But in the eyes of others, what can a palm-sized basket do? It can only be used as a small toy.

But for Mo Rao, these things become works of art.

Mo Rao took out a small bamboo basket with a handle from a pile of small baskets and handed it to Yao Wen.

Ask your second uncle to make me 500 more small bamboo baskets like this. Here is one tael of silver.

Yang Wen didn't know what his father's boss wanted these baskets for, but since they wanted them, they must be useful.

So he took the silver and said: I wonder when the boss will want it back?

Mo Rao said, "The sooner the better. The restaurant will open in two days. How much will he make in two days? How much will he bring to me?"

OK, no problem.

After saying this, Yao Wen didn't dare to delay for a moment and went home.

The father and son planned to wait until the restaurant opened before returning to the city.

The busy farming season has passed. Although we have many orders now, none of them are expedited.

The new plaque has been hung up and covered with red silk, waiting to be unveiled when the business opens.

"Boss, the brokerage firm sent someone to tell us they got a few strings of firecrackers from a foreign merchant and wanted to know if we'd like some." "Ten taels a string."

Ten taels for a string, are these firecrackers so expensive?

The waiter explained: "Boss, these firecrackers were brought back from overseas by foreign merchants. Naturally, the price is ridiculously high."

It's just a broken firecracker. And they brought it back from overseas. This is too much.

Why would she open a restaurant in the future? She could just start a firecracker workshop and make a fortune.

But this idea can only be thought about in the mind. It’s okay to do it for fun in private.

If this were to be made public, he would probably be taken away by the government the next day.

Killing her with a single knife wasn't the worst thing. The scariest thing was being locked up in a dungeon and having her work for them all day without pay.

I get up earlier than a chicken and sleep later than a dog, eat worse than a pig, and most importantly, I don't even get paid. I can't even think about this kind of life. I'd better just run a restaurant honestly. If I do well in business, I can still make a fortune.

As for firecrackers? If you have some to sell, that's easy. It's just a matter of spending some money.

Although firecrackers are ridiculously expensive, we still have to buy them. After all, the restaurant is opening, so we have to make some noise.

Go ahead and buy it. This is twenty taels. Go to the brokerage and buy two strings.

Okay, boss.

Eleven got the hang of it pretty quickly and figured out the restaurant in half a day.

Although there were many things in the restaurant that he had never seen before, as long as Mo Rao explained them in detail, he would have a general understanding.

From now on, just call me boss! Don’t call me master anymore, it’s weird. Mo Rao said.

It’s the boss, Eleven said.

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The restaurant entrance was crowded with people early in the morning.

Everyone was enjoying the performance on the stage. The dancers, dressed in gorgeous clothes, walked lightly onto the stage. Their figures were graceful and charming, like flowers blooming in spring, beautiful and charming.

As the drums sounded, the dancers began to dance.

Their arms were like soft willow branches, swaying lightly, as if swaying in the breeze.

Their steps are light and flexible, like dancing butterflies, jumping on the stage.

At the climax of the dance, the dancers' movements became more intense, their bodies were like burning flames, full of passion and vitality.

Their dance moves are smooth and natural, like fish swimming in the air, giving people an incomparable sense of beauty.

The audience in the audience was also excited by the sound of drums and music.

Performances like this are not something you see often.

In Mo Rao's eyes, this kind of performance was not particularly outstanding.

But in this era, as long as she can attract people, it's fine. In fact, she just doesn't bother to think about it.

Besides, she hired the most famous dancer from the dance studio. In that era, it was considered quite grand.