After writing five or six pieces in a row, the old man put down his pen and placed the few pieces of paper that had written the words on the table, "Go and call the rest of the family."

Xu Liang quickly went and shouted, and soon Meng, Xu and Song Lin came over.

"Come here and see which character looks better?"

Several people stepped forward.

Although Meng spoke out about the business, his family had asked her husband to teach her calligraphy since she was a child, let alone Xu, who taught her by the old man.

The two of them read all the words and pointed at the first one at the same time.

The old man looked at Song Lin.

Song Lin looked carefully and scratched his head in embarrassment, "I, why do I look good?"

Song Wanyue smiled.

The old man picked up the first one and looked at it again and again, and compared the other few more, but he still couldn't make a decision, "Xu Liang, go and call Qinghe."

"No need to be so troublesome."

Song Wanyue stopped him, "I think the first one is good."

The old man waved his hand, "Go!"

Xu Liang left in a hurry.

The dean had just sat in the dining room and prepared for dinner. When he heard the old man calling him over, he immediately got up, followed Xu Liang out of the college and got on the carriage, "But what happened?"

Xu Liang replied with a smile, "Ms. Sun asked the old man to write a plaque for her restaurant. The old man wrote several pictures. I don't know which one is better, so I'll let you go over and take a look."

The dean was slightly stunned.

As a great scholar of his generation, his mentor wrote better than some so-called calligraphers. He would take out any calligraphy and calligraphy and would be treasured by others as treasures. Now, he has spent so much effort on Miss Song's restaurant plaque. It seems that he really hurt Miss Song to the heart.

After entering the house and ceremonializing the old man and Meng, the dean read the few words and pointed to the first one, "The students think this one is the best."

The old man was relieved and handed the first one to Song Wanyue, and casually put the remaining few aside.

The dean moved manually, resisted the urge to come forward and took it over, and asked, "Teacher, can these words be given to the students?"

"Take it."

The dean was overjoyed and hurriedly stepped forward and held a few words in his hand like treasures, but did not leave immediately. "I haven't played chess with my teacher for a long time. Today I'm free. Can my teacher play chess with me?"

The old man still didn't understand his mind. He took the opportunity to have a meal here and then play a game with Yue'er, but he did not expose him.

Song Wanyue also knew the dean’s thoughts, and with Meng and the other two left the old man’s house and gave the words to Xu. She went to the kitchen and made six dishes with the ingredients prepared in the kitchen. After serving, she asked someone to bring them to the old man and the dean.

Before the two of them finished the game, they heard Xu Liang say that the food was ready, and the dean deliberately made a mistake and ended the game.

The old man smiled and raised his hand to point him out.

The dean was not guilty either. He had just left the food for free, so he went to the basin of the water and washed his hands, and sat down at the small table with the old man.

When the food was served, he couldn't help but suck his nose. There was also a cook at home who was responsible for cooking, but the food he made could not be compared with that made by Song Wanyue.

Most of the six dishes were in the dean's stomach, and they had enough food and drink. The dean leaned on the back of the chair with satisfaction and asked, "Teacher, what is the origin of Miss Song's Xiaoyue Tower?"

In general restaurants, we call Yingkelai, Yuekelai, and Xiaoyuelou with a grand name like Xiaoyuelou, and there is also the word "mon" inside. The first reaction of the dean when he saw the word "六" was that the name had its origin.

The old man was just thinking about writing the characters well, but he never thought about the name. Now, after hearing what he said, he felt that the name had a story. Yue must be Yue'er; what does Xiao mean? He rushed to the sky? It means that business is booming, which doesn't make sense. If not, what does it mean?

"I'll ask her if I come later."

The dean sat upright in an instant, "Don't ask, I always think that Miss Song gave this name to commemorate something. Since she didn't explain, it means she doesn't want to tell everyone."

The old man nodded, "If you make sense, I won't ask."

Song Wanyue accompanied Meng, Xu and Song Lin for dinner, and went to the Jinguan Officer's yard again, told him that he had found a man who made braised food and accountants, and then came to the old man's place.

The dean had been waiting for a long time. She stepped into the door and the dean immediately set up the chessboard, "Miss Song, let's have a next plate."

Song Wanyue came over with a smile and sat down opposite him. When the dean set up the first chess piece, she also followed her and said, "I went to the Lu family today and hired Luxing as the accountant in the restaurant."

The dean beat up his hand when playing chess, "Mr. Accountant?"

"Yes, ten taels of silver per month."

The dean gently left a son, "Miss Song is a kind and righteous person. I hope Lu Xing understands your intention."

...

The next day, after breakfast, Song Wanyue took the words written by the old man and the drawings drawn last night and went to the place where Song Lin built a restaurant.

Not long after he arrived, Captain Zhang came over with two yamen runners. Now he has formed a habit. After ordering Mao in the yamen every day, he will come to the restaurant first, and only then can he feel at ease to do other things.

"Catcher Zhang."

Song Wanyue called him with a smile.

Captain Zhang came over without taking two steps, "Miss Song, is there anything wrong?"

“There are two things that need your help.”

"you say."

"I want to carve the plaques of the restaurant. I wonder if you know where to carve them well?"

Captain Zhang didn't know how many times he went around the county town every day, and knew every corner. He heard this and said, "I know, I'm fine now, but I can take Miss Song over."

"Then I'll trouble you."

Song Wanyue got on the carriage, and Captain Zhang sat on the front car board to guide the driver, and soon arrived at the carving shop.

"Old Li, come out!"

Before Captain Zhang got off the carriage, he shouted in his throat.

An old man in his fifties walked out of the house after hearing the sound, carrying dust all over his body. He should have been working just now.

Captain Zhang pointed at Song Wanyue who had just gotten off the carriage, "This is Miss Song, she wants to carve a plaque."

Captain Zhang has never been so polite to others, let alone a little girl, surnamed Song? Old Li thought of something, and his attitude became a little enthusiastic. "I wonder what kind of plaque Miss Song wants to carve, and the words are brought to you?"

"If you want the best, money is not a problem."

I just like such a customer. Old Li smiled so hard that he couldn't see him, "Girl, please come inside."

Song Wanyue followed him into the yard, where various plaques were piled up, some carved and some had not been carved.

Lao Li walked to a plaque and stood there, "This is the best here, one hundred taels of silver per dollar, and the money for engraving is calculated separately."

Song Wanyue looked carefully and was dissatisfied, "This plaque is not worthy of my great-grandfather's name."
Chapter completed!