Survival rules for restaurants: cooking and eating melons at the same time

Chapter 188: Strange Book

"Business is okay. There are more people reading books, but fewer people ordering food." Jingzhe replied.

An Qiao saw her put the book she had just been reading aside, and took a look. It turned out to be a book about clothing patterns.

"Are you actually interested in this?" An Qiao's eyes lit up.

Thinking back to when he had just traveled through time, he almost made a fool of himself several times and was even beheaded because he could not understand the patterns.

During that time, she could only study these things with great effort. I never thought that someone would choose to read these books directly.

"It's very interesting, young lady. After seeing this, you can know what kind of people come to the restaurant. The Miss Du who just left was the daughter of a merchant family. Otherwise, her tricks would not be so complicated, but her level is low. The other father probably reached the position of county magistrate. His tricks are not popular, but his level is higher than that of Miss Du." Jingzhe mentioned these, and his eyes seemed to be shining because he was really interested.

"You like these things so much? Do you want me to take you to learn them?" An Qiao looked at her and asked.

Frightened, Jingzhe kept waving his hands, "No, no, no, little lady, I'm fine reading a book here."

An Qiao thought about it and realized that if someone else was here, the restaurant would have to hire two more girls to serve tea and water.

"That's fine. I have to pick two more little girls." An Qiao muttered as she walked into the house and looked at the neatly arranged books.

Unexpectedly, when I turned around, I saw Jingzhe, his face full of shock, and there seemed to be tears in his eyes.

She likes reading, and she read a lot of books while sitting here today, so she likes this place very much.

An Qiao was puzzled, "What's wrong with you?"

"Please don't chase me away, young lady. I can serve tea and water, and I can do it here. I can do it all." Jingzhe has been the happiest time in the past few months. At least I don't have to worry about not having enough food or warm clothes. I can even learn what I want to learn.

"Who said we're sending you away? If you stay here to study, won't we have to hire someone to replace you in the library? Besides, there has to be someone to collect the money and watch over the study rooms over there." An Qiao sat down, picked up a small storybook and began to read it seriously.

Jingzhe finally breathed a sigh of relief, "Just don't chase me away, young lady. I know I'm really stupid."

But at this time An Qiao could no longer hear any sound. She only felt someone whispering in her ears, but her thoughts were completely immersed in the book.

Normally, An Qiao would buy some picture books to read, but the one she read today was particularly similar to recent events.

According to the description in the book, Gucheng Shanren will probably choose to play the victim and push his second apprentice to the top.

An Qiao continued to read the book, and then Guchengshanren would probably come to find Xu Banshan and ask Xu Banshan to be his eldest disciple, and naturally pass the name of Gucheng to Xu Banshan.

An Qiao finished reading the whole book very quickly.

It is simply a textbook for the public relations industry.

I turned to the end and saw only a small signature from the author: "Confession".

An Qiao didn't care about all this and walked into the restaurant with the book.

"Shaoqing, look at this."

Fortunately, Gu Qingyun and his group haven't left yet.

Qi Tao saw An Qiao gasping for breath from a distance and said, "Young lady, what are you doing? It's already cold at night, and now it's windy. You have to take medicine again."

An Qiao didn't care about all this. She took the water handed to her by Qitao and swallowed it down in one gulp.

Gu Qingyun over there looked at the book, and his brows went from frowning to suddenly enlightened, and then to a face full of confusion.

Exactly the same as An Qiao who was reading a book just now.

"Young lady, where did you get this book?" Gu Qingyun quickly finished flipping through the book and handed it to Zhao Huaiqing.

"The day before yesterday, I was thinking about reopening the library, so I thought about buying some books that my daughter would like. I went to an alley and found a lot of old books, used books and picture books. I forgot where this book came from, but anyway, I saw a good one, so I bought it." An Qiao recalled.

But I couldn't figure out how this book got into my reading list. Maybe Qi Tao put it there? Or maybe I just forgot.

"How much is this book? Sell it to us." Gu Qingyun said without hesitation.

This book was most likely written not long ago. I wonder how this person could know the context of this matter so clearly.

"It's free, just take it." An Qiao finally recovered and waved her hand.

……

The next day, nothing unexpected happened.

Things developed according to what was written in the book, and Guchengshanren began a new round of selling misery.

He talked about how difficult it was for him and his disciples, and how they had lived in hiding for the sake of inheritance and had not made much money. But now such a big thing had happened and he was ashamed to face his ancestors.

This is exactly the same metaphor as the short story in the book. An Qiao couldn't help but get goose bumps. Who is the person who wrote this book?

Public opinion also gradually changed from the enthusiasm of gossip to indifference. Many people no longer actively pursued the matter, but listened to what the people of Gucheng Mountain said and felt that they were all pitiful.

Sometimes public opinion is just like this, simple and can be achieved with some sincere words and expressions.

Dali Temple and Anqiao were both trying their best to find the author of Confession.

Until the man from Gucheng Mountain came to the door.

No one noticed him at first. An Qiao had never heard him tell stories, and didn't know what he looked like. She just thought he was an ordinary guest.

After ordering the dishes, he sat aside and listened to Xu Banshan's talk. After Xu Banshan finished speaking, he said with a half-smile, "Guchengshanren has brought his apprentice to see me."

The man from Gucheng Mountain was already in his seventies or eighties, and the wrinkles on his face could not hide his embarrassed look.

"I heard that young friend Banshan is a great storyteller, so I wanted to come and listen to him in person." Guchengshanren smiled, and his expression made it easy for people to think he was very kind. One would almost forget that it was him who wanted to put everyone to death.

"That's not necessary." Xu Banshan said bluntly.

Guchengshanren was probably really at his wits' end and winked at the disciple next to him.

The disciple knelt on the ground with a plop. "Brother, I know you are my brother. Please return to Gucheng Sect and stop wandering outside."

Guchengshanren was very satisfied with this and said with a smile, "Banshan, I know that you are my junior brother's disciple. I will not embarrass my junior brother as long as you join my Gucheng Sect."

Xu Banshan frowned in disbelief, "Mr. Gucheng, I respect you as a master, but there is no need for you to treat me like this."