Xiao Ji was short and wanted to follow him, but Su Yourong grabbed her collar and continued to practice calligraphy.

Zhou Qinchuan, like a tour guide in later generations, took Zhao Zitong around and satisfied his curiosity, said:

"Brother Zhao, you're back."

When Zhao Zitong heard this, his heart trembled. What's going on? Is it because he wants to settle the score after the fall?

"Did Uncle Dong not settle the account to you as agreed upon before? I'll go to him now. Don't worry, you'll pay a penny if you deserve it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Zitong wanted to put oil on the soles of her feet.

It would be better to stay away from this ruthless person.

"Brother Zhao is such a bad thing. Although Uncle Dong is stingy, he is not an unreasonable person. Moreover, our money has been settled every ten days, and it is not time to go. There is no hurry."

Zhou Qinchuan stopped Zhao Zitong:

"I have other important matters to discuss with you, Brother Zhao."

Without waiting for Zhao Zitong to react, Zhou Qinchuan continued on his own:

"Bread is sold well, and the inn has come alive."

"That's right, brother."

Speaking of this, Zhao Zitong felt grateful and bowed several times to Zhou Qinchuan in a regular manner, and even changed his name to a virtuous brother.

"Brother thanked me. If it weren't for you, in a while, the inn would collapse. I would have no face to face my father. My brother is very kind and great, and I really can't repay you."

Since time traveling, Zhou Qinchuan’s biggest headache was etiquette. He always treated him with great politeness. He was not good at showing his shortcomings, nor was he used to the behavior of bowing every time.

But after entering the countryside, how can a person be immune to the world?

Zhou Qinchuan wanted to avoid Zhao Zitong's gift, but Zhao Zitong refused to accept it, so he had to accept it as a bow, and returned the gift from Handan to learn from it.

"Brother Zhao is so generous, and he can't be a great kindness, he is just a win-win situation."

Several later generations of words popped out of his mouth, but they were not inconsistent, and Zhao Zitong obviously understood it.

"Well said, mutual benefit and win-win, haha, my good brother's witty words."

"Hehe, Brother Zhao has won the award.

What you want to discuss with you is another mutually beneficial and win-win deal. How about it, Brother Zhao, are you interested in doing it?"

"There is no one who can make money. I am not a sour scholar. I am ashamed to raise money. Let's talk about it quickly."

When Zhao Zitong heard this, it turned out that this ruthless man was not going to take him to practice, so he completely relieved.

"That's right, Brother Zhou, my idea is..."

The idea is very simple. Since the inn is rich, you can clean up a little.

After being attracted by bread these days, some pedestrians bought bread in the evening as food and ate it, and were too lazy to go back to the village to stay and stay there.

Since there are guests, Zhou Qinchuan felt that it was not enough to see the original guest room furnishings and charges.

The room is outdated and the cost is not high, which leads to a meager profit. If there are more customers in the future, it will be thankless and there will be less money to make, so one or two improvements are needed.

It doesn’t have to spend a lot of money to make the room so magnificent. Just use the ideas of the express hotel in the future to make it clean, hygienic and convenient.

At this time, the Ming Dynasty was at its beginning of its booming development. There were not many rich people, but many people had a small savings, especially those who could go out.

But the inns along the way are polarized, either high-end, the room rate is dozens or hundreds of dollars a night, or it is a car shop worth about five cents.

The high-end ones are naturally comfortable to live in. Not only are the decorations luxurious, but the waiter can also serve people properly.

But the cost is expensive and the general public dare not easily live.

Although the carriage shop is cheap, it is too simple and pickled, and people who are a little particular are unhappy to live in it.

In fact, Zhao Zitong's inn was also in the high-end market at the beginning, but the business was getting worse and worse, so the price had to be reduced. Now it's one night, and the room rate, which is almost the same as the Chema Shop, has increased to fifteen or even twenty cents, and there should be no problem.

When you go out, anyone with a little money, as long as you can eat well and sleep well, you are willing to pay more money within your financial resources.

The room that costs more than 10 to 20 cents a night is actually not much expensive, but it gives people the feeling that it is no worse than those high-end rooms. As long as it is done well, the prospects are still good.

"Cheng, brother, just do what you said. I will discuss with Uncle Dong now. Don't worry, the extra income will definitely be distributed to you."

With bread as a demonstration, Zhao Zitong was obviously convinced by Zhou Qinchuan. After listening roughly, he decided to do as he did. After saying goodbye happily, he went to find Uncle Dong, his old servant.

Looking at the back of the scholar's husband, Zhou Qinchuan was a little proud. He actually had some ideas. He only considered that the inn was not well-funded enough that he planned to say and implement it one by one.

The idea that this time was accepted so smoothly was because it was sold out with bread. If every idea came out, the inn could make more money. I believe that the scholar and the old shopkeeper would become more and more convinced of themselves.

Humph, the power of the time traveler is more than that. Let’s take a look. Zhou Qinchuan becomes more and more excited the more he thinks about it.
Chapter completed!