Xia Xi almost sneered, pursed her lips and shook her head.

Shi Daxiang's embarrassed face glares at Shi Sanxiang. Shi Sanxiang can't feel his head and doesn't know where he is wrong.

"How?"

Xia Xi asked with a faint smile.

Shi Sanxiang nodded, "it's really delicious."

"That's settled. After a while, I'll ask my cousin to write a notice. Two days after tomorrow, we sell mushrooms. We like to eat more quickly. After these two days, we don't want to eat any more."

"All right."

With Shi Daxiang in, Shi Sanxiang doesn't worry about it at all. Anyway, his brother will do it, and then he can watch it.

Xia Xi and Shi Daxiang go to the accounting room. Xia Xi first tells you about the notice and asks him to buy red paper to write it in the evening, and then tells them that they want to wholesale mutton kebabs to Yuelai restaurant.

Shi Daxiang's lips moved, trying to persuade him that his peers were enemies. If he sold mutton kebabs to Yuelai restaurant, there would be fewer guests here.

Xia Xi understood his expression and said, "I know what you want to say. When I was in the most difficult time, manager Zhao gave me a hand. I have to pay back this affection."

Shi Daxiang swallowed his words.

"But after that, you'll have to work hard. I made an appointment with him. We'll sell them in rotation every three days. When it's their turn, you'll have to marinate 500 strings and send them to him early in the morning."

"This is no problem."

Shi Daxiang answered the question and sold it once every seven days. For the remaining six days, he had been idle and felt embarrassed for a long time.

"Another thing is that you will get 20% of the profit from this mutton kebab in the future."

Shi Daxiang waved his hand in a panic, "this can't be used. I eat and live for nothing every day. I'm sorry. How can I make two profits?"

"This is what you deserve. It's also my way of business. It's not only you, but also Shi Sanxiang and Mr. Zhang. They share the profits of the first floor and the second floor. I never use people for nothing

"But..."

Shi Daxiang still has to refuse. His life is saved by Xia Xi and Zhan Wangye. It's theirs. If the servants work for the master, how can they make profits?

"So it's decided, cousin, you should keep a good account and settle the money at the end of the month."

Eugene should.

What else does Shi Daxiang have to say? Xia Xi has already stood up, "I'm going back. I'm watching Shi Sanxiang push the mushroom cooking to you tomorrow. You'd better remind him that you're going to sell mutton kebabs tomorrow."

"I see."

Xia Xi went to the kitchen, took some washed mushrooms, called Fengche home, and cooked them for the family at night.

The whole family ate up, but it's not enough.

After dividing all the agates, Xia Xi asked manager Liu to prepare a pen and paper, and began to draw jewelry styles according to different agates.

He didn't dare to disturb her. He retreated one after another. Xia Wen also asked Zhang Ye to send her home. He said to him with a smile, "I'm tired these two days. You can go home and have a rest."

"I see, father-in-law."

Mr. Zhang is very clever.

Xia Wen is more satisfied than Feng Che.

Back and forth these two days, Mr. Zhang not only accompanied him to play chess, but also accompanied him to talk. Mr. Zhang had a lot of knowledge and said interesting things. He often made him laugh, which was like Fengche. Although he also accompanied him to play chess, his identity was there after all, and his words were few. At most, he asked his father-in-law to finish his work twice.

Watching Xia Wen go in, Mr. Zhang turns around and goes to the teahouse.

At the door, the man came up to take the reins, "second uncle, are you here?"

"Well, where are you two ladies?"

"In the backyard."

Mr. Zhang went directly to Qing'er's house in the backyard.

Qinger heard the movement, looked up, saw him, and asked happily, "are you back?"

Looking at her smiling face, Mr. Zhang moved in his heart, reached into his arms and took out what he had bought for her. "This is for you."