The Literary Hero of the Republic of China (民国之文豪) [MTL]

Chapter 11- 12

　　Chapter 11 Buying Paper

　　When Boss Chen made a lot of money in the past, he didn't eat with the employees in the store. Even if he ate in the store, he would ask the chef to cook two other dishes.

　　It's just that he has been short of money recently, so he doesn't pay so much attention.

　　After Boss Chen sat down, the cook and the employee sat down, and Mu Qiong also sat down.

　　"Let's eat." Boss Chen said as he picked up a piece of meat, and then everyone ate together.

　　The dishes on the table are actually not very fresh. The braised pork is made from the leftover pork that was bought yesterday for making tonkatsu. The bread is also the leftover bread that was baked too much. of.

　　However, Boss Chen and the others didn't mind at all. They immediately put their chopsticks on the braised pork.

　　Mu Qiong then picked up a piece of meat, and then found that the meat bowl was empty...

　　Everyone's ability to grab meat is extraordinary.

　　The meat is not very fresh, but it is meat after all, and there is thick red sauce to cover up the smell. It is quite delicious, but it is a pity that there is only one piece.

　　Mu Qiong ate the meat and ate bread while drinking water. As for the stir-fried vegetables left by those guests, he didn't move a chopstick.

　　He has no obsession with cleanliness, and he has no problem sharing food with others. He can also eat leftovers at home, but he doesn't want to take a bite of leftovers left by complete strangers.

　　"You don't eat vegetables?" Boss Chen asked.

　　"Yeah." Mu Qiong nodded, "I'm not used to it."

　　"It's really exquisite! No wonder you're so hungry." Boss Chen sized up Mu Qiong.

　　Mu Qiong just lowered his head and ate the bread.

　　Mu Qiong ate six breads in one go, until his stomach became round. As soon as he finished eating, guests came.

　　Boss Chen ordered Mu Qiong to greet the guests, and asked Mu Qiong to help clean up.

　　Mu Qiong has never been so tired in history.

　　His leg has been walking a lot in the past two days, and the injury has been hurting all the time, and his arm is exhausted from helping him carry things in the morning...

　　After working with the broom for a while, Mu Qiong found Boss Chen: "Boss, do we want to make a more beautiful menu? Also, instead of hanging calligraphy on the wall, we can get some Western paintings."

　　"Western painting? Do you know the price of Western painting?" Boss Chen looked at Mu Qiong like a madman.

　　This was the early years of the Republic of China, and there were still very few people returning from studying abroad. Among these people, even fewer had learned to paint.

　　"I can draw!" Mu Qiong said, "Boss, give me the notebook and pen, and I'll show you how to do it first."

　　Boss Chen agreed and brought Mu Qiong the notebook and pen that he brought to write for Mu Qiong yesterday.

　　The book is thread-bound, and every page is blank. On the front, there are things like months and days, how many catties of pork, etc., and some names and addresses are written. The memory is quite confusing.