Picking up a fool to farm

Chapter 12

Yan Chenyi woke up when the sky was just getting dark, he moved his head and glanced at the man who was entangled with his hands and feet, he sighed softly.

It's like this every morning, Sibo will always hold him in his arms like a pillow, and if he gets up, he will wake up soon.

As he was putting on his clothes, he heard a sound behind him, turned his head to look at him and smiled helplessly, and saw that Sibo was sitting up lazily with a sigh of relief, and rubbed his eyes very childishly with his hands raised.

"Chenchen, I'm so sleepy." Sibo leaned forward and hugged Yan Chenyi's waist, with his eyes closed and his big head rubbing against his shoulder, muttering.

"If you're sleepy, you can continue to sleep. I'll go to the county seat by myself." Yan Chenyi raised his hand and pinched his ears. As soon as he finished speaking, Sibo hummed twice in dissatisfaction.

"I want to go with Chenchen." He let go of his arms hugging Yan Chenyi's waist, and hurriedly dressed himself, the movements were fast.

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The two of them went out after eating breakfast and feeding the chickens. The distance from the village to the county seat was not too far.

Yan Chenyi has long been used to walking back and forth these days, so he doesn't feel tired.

Not to mention Sibo, he has long legs, and he can keep up with Yan Chenyi by a step and a half.And it was the first time he had left the village since he woke up, so he was very excited.

It's strange to see anything.

Although Huayang County is not as prosperous as other towns, it is the only way to enter Beijing from the south, so there will be many businessmen coming and going in the county.

The restaurant that Yan Chenyi is going to go to today should actually be called a restaurant, it is the largest restaurant in the county, it is three stories high and has a backyard.

Because he followed Uncle Wang (the one pulling the swill) once, so Yan Chenyi still knew his way.

Pulling Sibo who was looking around, Yan Chenyi whispered to him: "There are a lot of people here, don't get lost, I'll buy you these gadgets later, let's get down to business first."

Sibo was dragged away cheerfully by him. In fact, he was just curious about what was on those booths. The colorful ones were so beautiful.

Yan Chenyi glanced at it, shook his head and sighed, fortunately Sibo didn't understand anything, otherwise he wondered if he would be shy if he knew that he was standing in front of the rouge booth.

The restaurant was crowded with people, they were greeted by the shop waiter as soon as they entered, looked at them with a smile and asked, "Are you two eating or staying at the restaurant?"

"No, little brother, let me inquire, is this restaurant of yours recruiting Mr. Accountant?" Yan Chenyi cupped his hands at him with a smile on his face.

The shop clerk looked them both up and down, and felt that this man looked quite young, but the man behind him had a stern face and was very mighty.

People can't be judged by appearances, there is no such thing as a fool who works in this restaurant, so he nodded immediately and led them to the backyard, and said while walking: "This little brother is dissatisfied with you, originally there was a restaurant in our restaurant. Mr. accountant, but he is not very responsible, he always likes to steal money with the boss in secret, and the boss sent him away. Recently, many people have come here who want to do this job, but the boss He is very demanding, and no one takes it seriously." He sighed, turned his head to look at Yan Chenyi who was walking beside him, and saw that he was listening to him with a smile on his face, and felt that this person was polite.

"Boss," the waiter raised his hand and knocked on the door, leading the two of them in, "Boss, this little brother said he is here to apply for the accountant of our restaurant."

The boss was a very thin old man, he looked to be in his sixties, with an old beard, but he had a good face, at least he wouldn't look mean at first glance.

"Well, go get busy." The boss waved his hand, and the waiter turned around and left immediately, closing the door behind him.

"Sit down, don't be reserved." The boss raised his hand, signaling Yan Chenyi to sit down.

Yan Chenyi sat down, and Sibo sat down beside him.

It's strange to say that since entering this restaurant, Sibo has followed him expressionlessly all the way, neither talking nor smirking.

Not to mention, if this man can really bluff people without making any expressions, at least he looks normal.

The boss glanced at Sibo, then looked at Yan Chenyi and asked very politely: "What's your name, sir?"

Yan Chenyi cupped his hands and said with a smile, "Miangui, my surname is Yan."

The boss thought about it for a while, and then said: "Sir, this surname is rare."

Yan Chenyi smiled and didn't answer.

Sibo glanced at the boss, turned his head to look at Yan Chenyi, his buttocks moved.He couldn't sit still anymore. He just saw a bird cage hanging in the yard, and a red-billed starling was raised in it. He was very curious.

"The boss should have posted notices in every village. I saw it yesterday, so I wanted to try it." Yan Chenyi didn't say any other polite words, and went straight to the point.

The boss nodded and waved to him, "To tell you the truth, sir, I have accumulated a lot of account books here that need to be sorted out. Sir should also know that there is only one big restaurant in Huayang County, so the accounts are very messy."

While speaking, he took an account book at hand and handed it to Yan Chenyi, motioning him to have a look.

Yan Chenyi opened it and flipped through a few pages. Although they were all in traditional Chinese characters, it is actually very simple to convert and enter the account. If it can be made into a form, it will be more clear at a glance.

He rolled his eyes and knew that his situation was special, so he had to negotiate some conditions.

"Boss, there are several miscalculations in this account book. The most important point is that it is unclear how much money is paid out and how much money is brought in every day. Although vegetables and radishes are only small money, you know the truth that little money can add up. No, if the days go by, the account of this restaurant will be useless." Yan Chenyi flipped through the booklet and placed it in front of the boss, pointing, "If you can list the daily expenses and income, and add Monthly income, as well as the entry price of various vegetables, can also be compared clearly. At the end of the year or at the end of the month, you can take out the account book and see how much this month’s income is. You can also compare it with last month’s Income, let's see how many percentage points the profit has increased."

What he said was just the most basic statistics, but the boss was taken aback by him for a moment. How could they have thought about this? They are people from small places. Although they can read and write, there are so many people in this era People understand the science of mathematics.

As if he had picked up a great deal, the boss quickly yelled for the waiter waiting outside to pour a pot of tea in.

Sibo stood up and walked to Yan Chenyi's side, raised his hand and tugged at his sleeve, and whispered: "Chenchen, I want to go for a walk."

Yan Chenyi nodded, and told him not to run around.

The boss glanced at Sibo, thought for a moment and asked, "Sir, is that your elder brother?"

Yan Chenyi was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "Well, I won't tell the boss anything else, my brother's brain is not very good, and there is no one else in the family to take care of him, so if the boss uses me, I'm afraid I can't take care of him." Stay here every day to keep accounts, and come once every three days."

The boss frowned in embarrassment, but he really wanted to try to see whether Yan Chenyi could handle the accounts as well as he said.

"If Mr. is really superior, it's convenient for me to be old, but what is the percentage that Mr. said?" The old man has a lot of eyes, and he can understand other things Yan Chenyi said, but he doesn't understand this percentage.

Yan Chenyi smiled mysteriously, and said to himself that it's okay to tell you, it's just relying on such a little ability to fool you.

Rolling his eyes, he reached out and took a piece of clean rice paper on the side, then took out a self-made dip pen from his sleeve pocket, began to draw on the rice paper, and then pointed to the drawn form Put it in front of the boss without saying a word, just waiting for the old man to give him some reaction after reading it.

The boss stood up immediately after taking a look, and cupped his hands with him and said, "Sir, do you have any other ideas?" Although I don't understand the rules, but I can see a very powerful look, since this kid can speak clearly and clearly Yes, there is absolutely nothing wrong with working hard at your hands, it is not impossible to use it first, if it doesn't work, just send it away.

"Boss, I don't know much, but it's true that I can help the restaurant improve its business, but the salary..."

"Ten taels of silver a month, food and housing, do you think it's okay, sir?" the boss said quickly.

Yan Chenyi nodded with a light smile, and bowed his hands to the boss, "At that time..."

"This..." The boss hesitated for a moment, but saw Yan Chenyi gritted his teeth kindly and nodded, "Just as sir said, I come to work once every three days, but sir, the old man said the ugly words first. If there are any mistakes, don't blame the old man for turning his face."

Yan Chenyi hurriedly bowed to the old man, the job is not tiring and the salary is high, and it is too late for him to snicker, how could he cause trouble for himself.

"Then I'll thank the boss first." Smiling, he signed the contract with the boss and pressed his fingerprints. It wasn't such a troublesome thing at first, but Yan Chenyi was careful, lest the old man learn his superficial tricks and then drive him away , "In this case, I will sort out this account book first, and I will trouble the boss to send some food to my brother."

The boss nodded and asked people to prepare. He watched Yan Chenyi write and draw with that bamboo stick-like thing.

Although I think this person's way of writing is a bit strange, but the written things can be seen, but it's just in the account room of the restaurant, who cares whether your handwriting looks good or not.

Sibo sat at the stone table in the yard, gnawed on the steamed buns and drank the pork rib soup, curled his lips, put the steamed buns away, and ran into the house. sleeve.

"Chenchen, let's go home, the food here is terrible."

The boss was sitting on the side with the abacus. He recalculated the account books that Yan Chenyi had sorted out, and found that there was nothing wrong.This kid is a bit capable, fast, and accurate.

Hearing what Sibo said, the boss' face was not very good, but he didn't say anything. It's impossible to argue with a fool anyway.

Yan Chenyi looked at the boss, smiled embarrassingly, turned his face to look at the pouting Sibo, and said in a low voice, "Eat something if it's not delicious. I'll buy a chicken drumstick for you to make soup when I go back tonight."

Sibo nodded with a smile, and went back to the yard for dinner.

The boss kept it in mind, it seems that this kid knows how to cook?