Hearing what Qin Jue said, Nie Ling'er couldn't help but laugh: "Even if I made it, it's still hot and delicious."

With that said, Nie Ling'er took out a bag of buns from the package and handed it to Qin Jue, saying, "General Qin will be busy first, so Ling'er will leave first."

Qin Jue took the bun and nodded with a smile: "Miss Ling'er, please go slower on the road."

The two met by chance, chatted for a few words naturally, and then said goodbye to each other.

But in the eyes of others, this scene will not cause any unnecessary thoughts, because the words and deeds of the two people are too frank.

Neither Qin Jue nor Nie Ling'er had any distracting thoughts in their minds, so they were more comfortable getting along with each other, and others wouldn't feel awkward watching them.

As soon as Nie Ling'er walked by, the villagers all took the initiative to say hello to her. It can be seen that Nie Ling'er's reputation in Shijie Village is now different from what it used to be.

Shen Xian'er kept watching Nie Ling'er's figure walking away, but she was shocked in her heart. Is this Nie Kun's cousin Nie Ling'er?

Why are the villagers so warm to her?

Even Brother Qin Jue's attitude towards her is very different from his own?

Shen Xian'er couldn't understand that a fat girl from the countryside could get a smile like Brother Qin Jue's, which made her feel jealous for no reason.

When they arrived in town, Nie Ling'er and Nie Fan went directly to the store.

The door of the shop was wide open, and there were some unprocessed wood piled in the front shop. From time to time, there was the sound of work in the backyard, and Nie Ling'er followed the sound and walked in.

In the backyard, Nie Yong was hard at work. All the decoration of the store was left to him alone. Nie Ling'er wanted to invite the guys from Tong's shop to help with the work, but Nie Yong insisted that he could do it alone. If you can save, save.

Even if it was Tong's shop, Nie Yong didn't want to take advantage of it in vain. He would still have to pay according to the price. Nie Ling'er knew what he was thinking, so he had no choice but to agree.

"Brother Yong." Nie Ling'er and Nie Fan spoke in unison.

Nie Yong held a knife and saw in his hand. When he heard the sound, he raised his head and saw that his younger brothers and sisters were coming. He couldn't help but grinned, showing a row of neat white teeth: "You are here."

"I specially steamed some steamed buns for you yesterday, made with pork and green onions." Nie Ling'er stepped forward and said, "I'm afraid you won't be able to take care of eating in the shop, so you can heat up these buns and eat them later."< /p>

Nie Yong smiled and nodded when he heard this, but said: "Miss Yueru often comes to bring me food these days. You don't need to worry too much, I can't treat myself badly."

Upon hearing Nie Yong's words, Nie Ling'er and Nie Fan couldn't help but look at each other and raise their eyebrows. Is this a bit of a joke?

Nie Yong later realized that he had said the wrong thing. Jun's face suddenly turned red and he quickly changed the subject: "Ling'er, come here and see what I'm doing!"

Nie Ling'er pursed her lips and smiled, and did not continue to make fun of Brother Yong, and then followed him to the warehouse.

The progress was faster than she imagined. The shelves in the front were basically finished, and there was still one account counter left, so it was almost done. All that was left was the decoration details and the signboard on the door.
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"I asked Brother Hui to write the documents for opening the store and send them to the pavilion chief's house soon." Nie Ling'er said.

Nie Yong nodded and asked excitedly: "Is our store opening soon?"

Nie Ling'er couldn't help but smile when she heard this. She knew that Brother Yong was anxious. If he opened the business earlier, he could start making money earlier. But there was no need to rush. He had to finish everything step by step before he could open the business.

There are several problems facing us right now.

Nie Ling'er said bluntly: "You have to pickle the pickles first, otherwise what will you sell when you open the business?"

When Nie Yong heard this, he couldn't help but touch his head in embarrassment, having actually forgotten about it.

Nie Ling'er smiled helplessly and said: "There is also a manpower problem. If you are the shopkeeper, but you are illiterate, the store will have to hire a bookkeeper and two waiters."

"It's easy to talk about the buddy's problem. Huzi has two children. I'm thinking of arranging for them to come over in the next two days and help you clean the shop and get familiar with the environment."

Nie Yong nodded. He didn't understand these things, so he just listened to Nie Ling'er's arrangements.

But Nie Ling'er frowned and thought for a moment, then said quietly: "It's just that Mr. Accountant, if he is not an honest person who knows everything, he will always feel a little unreliable when using it."

After all, when it comes to bookkeeping and accounting, the money has to pass through the hands of the accountant. If it weren't for someone who knew it, Nie Ling'er really couldn't believe it.

After the pickle shop opens, there will be so much water in one day that people will have their own thoughts and their hands will become unclean.

"Ling'er, Wang Qichen can do it!" Nie Fan suddenly suggested from the side.

Wang Qichen?

Nie Ling'er was stunned and asked subconsciously: "Is he literate?"

Nie Fan laughed when he heard this: "Of course, he studied in a private school for many years. He refused to continue studying after his leg became disabled."

Nie Ling'er blinked in shock. She really didn't know about this. She thought that Wang Qichen, like Xuan, had grown up in Shijie Village since childhood.

Unexpectedly, I studied in a private school in the town.

If this is the case, it would be a bit humiliating to ask him to handle ingredients, and he has a disease in his legs. Although the work currently assigned to him will not burden his body, when the pickle shop's business improves, work will

The amount will naturally increase, and if things continue like this, he is afraid that he will feel increasingly strenuous.

But the accounting room is different. Just sit at the account desk and keep accounts every day. It needs someone who is down-to-earth, careful, and most importantly, honest, so that Nie Ling'er can trust him.

Wang Qichen fully meets all Nie Ling'er's requirements for a bookkeeper.

"That's a big help, Brother Fan. If you didn't tell me, I wouldn't know. Wang Qichen is the perfect person." Nie Ling'er said with a smile, "I'll tell him when I get back tonight."

The accountant's salary will naturally be much higher than Wang Qichen's current salary, and Wang Qichen will not refuse it.

In this way, the manpower will be determined at once. If there is not enough in the future, we can hire more according to the situation.

After chatting with Nie Yong for a few more words, Nie Ling'er planned to take the documents to the pavilion chief's house, but she didn't want to bump into Hou Yulang on the stone steps of the pavilion just after coming out of the backyard.

"Boss Hou?"

Nie Ling'er was slightly shocked. She didn't expect Hou Yulang to show up in his shop so early in the morning.

Hou Yulang obviously did not expect that Nie Ling'er would come to town from Shijie Village this early in the morning and bump into him.

He was originally curious to come to Nie Ling'er's shop to find out what was going on, but the sudden encounter made him a little embarrassed.
Chapter completed!