Pan Jinlian came back to her senses and washed her hands. She then stood beside Wu Zhi and began to grind the ink.
Pan Jinlian had been a waitress in a rich family, so she could do all these jobs, and she did them quite well.
Moreover, many people didn't know that Pan Jinlian was the descendant of a criminal.
After being confiscated, Pan Jinlian was sent to the Zhang family as a maid.
Pan Jinlian had attended a private school when she was young, so her level of education was quite good.
At this moment, Wu Zhi picked up the brush.
Pan Jinlian couldn't help but be surprised. Wu Zhi's grip was very standard and didn't look like a farmer's grip.
Wu Zhi dabbed some ink and started writing on the hemp paper.
Pan Jinlian was stunned.
She did not expect Wu Zhi to really know how to write. Not only did he know how to write, but his handwriting was also very good.
That Xiaojie looked so beautiful that even Pan Jinlian was mesmerized.
He was proficient in writing, so that the strokes were smooth, and the strokes echoed each other in one go.
The handwriting was elegant and graceful, with the charm of a scholar.
Wu Zhi didn't transmigrate to the Song Dynasty and become Wu Dalang to practice calligraphy.
In his previous life, he had been proficient in calligraphy, especially Wang Xizhi's Xingkai. He had practiced it for a long time.
Of course, Wu Zhi couldn't write so well a few days ago.
Now that his physique was maxed out, his control over his muscles had reached its peak.
He was much more proficient in writing.
Pan Jinlian felt that this Wu Dalang was really amazing.
Before they got married, Pan Jinlian thought that he only knew how to make pancakes.
Now, Wu Dalang seemed to know everything.
Pan Jinlian admired Wu Zhi more and more.
Soon, a notice was written. Pan Jinlian looked at it and the content was as follows:
Wu Dalang's food shop pushed out the delivery service.
Five scallion pancakes.
It would definitely be delivered within two hours!
Pan Jinlian was stunned and confused. She couldn't understand.
"Dalang, what do you mean by delivery?”
Wu Zhi smiled and said,"It's takeout."”
Pan Jinlian was even more confused. What was takeout?
Wu Zhi came back to his senses and quickly explained.
It turned out that Wu Zhi wanted to use the concept of takeout to sell scallion pancakes. This way, he could greatly increase sales.
Pan Jinlian was smart and immediately understood."Just like a restaurant, when people book it, we send it over?”
Wu Zhi nodded." It's just that the restaurant is a long-term business, so this delivery service is casual."”
Pan Jinlian was delighted." Dalang, this is a great idea. How did you come up with it?"”
Wu Zhi: " Well, that's what geniuses are like.”
"What is a genius?" Pan Jinlian asked in confusion.”
Wu Zhi put down his brush and said,"A genius."”
Wu Zhi's face was not red, his heart was not beating, his physique was stronger, and his skin was thicker.
Pan Jinlian tapped Wu Zhi's head.""Aren't you ashamed to say this, you bastard!”
Wu Zhi laughed and continued to write.
He wrote dozens of pages in a row.
The Song Dynasty should have already had movable type printing, but the cost was too high, and it was not something that ordinary people could afford.
Although Wu Dalang's restaurant was profitable, he couldn't spend money recklessly.
Do it yourself and have ample food and clothing.
The next day, Wu Zhi called Zhao Si and the others over.
Or let them put up notices everywhere.
In fact, this " delivery service " had its flaws in ancient times.
Modern society was technologically advanced, and one could order food over the phone.
It was not possible in ancient times. How to order food became a big problem.
For this, Wu Zhi thought of a way to make use of these ruffians to cause trouble.
Wu Zhi went to the tailor shop on the same street and ordered twenty pairs of sleeves. They were red, which meant that they were red armbands.
On it were the words 'Wu Dalang Food Shop, Delivery Service.'
These red armbands were distributed to the hoodlums to wear and let them go to the streets of Sun Valley City every day.
If someone wanted to order takeout, they just had to find the hoodlums wearing red armbands at the street corner and tell them.
The hoodlum ran back to Wu Dalang's food shop and told Wu Zhi who ordered scallion pancakes.
As for who would deliver scallion pancakes to the customers?
Of course, it was still these hoodlums.
In other words, these hoodlums had become delivery boys.
Of course, for every successful transaction, the hoodlum would also receive a reward.
Wu Zhi wasn't stingy either. He got a commission of 10 wen per order!
Just like that, Wu Zhi's delivery company was officially established.
In the next few days, the effect was very fast.
Wu Zhi and Brother Yun were extremely busy.
Zhao Si and the others couldn't stay idle and ran all over the city every day.
"Big Brother Wu, Northern Wind Street's Wang family ordered ten cakes and asked for them to be delivered quickly!”
"Official Gao ordered five tickets!"
"Big Brother Wu, Tailor Liu from the west of the city wants five scallion pancakes.”
"Brother Wu, my father wants to order five! Please hurry up and do it!"
Yun Ge was dizzy. As he wrapped the cake in hemp paper, he said,"Didn't Tailor Liu just order five? I don't want to book it for others!"
"Erhu!" Can your father eat five pancakes? Who are you trying to fool? Is your family going to give gifts again?"
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