Some people who had lined up at the door also looked at him unfriendlyly.

Zhao Wenxiang had a gloomy face and said nothing, just walking inside with his head down.

Seeing this, the waiter quickly stretched out his hand to block him.

"Why don't you listen?"

"I told you to line up at the back, why are you still barging in?"

"Are you here to cause trouble or something?"

"Why don't you ask where this place is or who our boss is?"

Zhao Wenxiang sneered.

"Then tell me, who is your boss?"

The waiter said proudly: "Let me tell you, our boss is the only son of the current Nei Shi, Master Zhao Hao!"

"What do you think? Are you scared? If you are, leave now and don't cause any trouble!"

As soon as the waiter finished speaking, he was slapped hard on the back of his head.

When I turned around, it turned out to be the shopkeeper, Lao Zhong.

"Boss, why are you hitting me?"

"You are so blind that you dare to stop anyone!"

As he said this, he kicked the waiter again, pulled him aside, and quickly walked up to Zhao Wenxiang.

"Master, you are here."

When he saw Lao Zhong, Zhao Wenxiang's face turned even darker.

There's no running away this time. This black shop on the first floor is run by that bastard from our family.

Lao Zhong said to the crowd, "Everyone, this is my master. He is here to see our young master. Please continue to queue up."

Then everyone understood.

It turns out that he is Zhao Hao's father, the great Internal Secretary Zhao Wenxiang.

Lao Zhong quickly invited the person in.

Zhao Wenxiang looked at the waiter.

"Now you know who I am? I'm your boss's father!"

After saying that, he walked inside.

The first, second and third floors were full, so I could only go up to the fourth floor.

As they walked, Lao Zhong said, "Master, when I knew you were coming, I asked my wife to wait for a while before leaving."

Zhao Wenxiang asked, "Madam was here just now?"

Old Zhong said, "Yes, Madam and Miss Su Si just had dinner here, and the young master just sent it back."

Zhao Wenxiang said with a sullen face, "Tell the kitchen to bring me two dishes."

Lao Zhong quickly brought out the recipe.

"Master, this is the recipe that the young master made. All the dishes are introduced. Please take a look first."

It didn't matter that he saw this, Zhao Wenxiang's face turned even darker.

Because he could see the price directly under each dish.

He looked up at Lao Zhong and asked, "Did that brat set this price?"

Old Zhong nodded.

"Yes, sir. The young master said that the dishes in our restaurant are unique in the world and worth the price."

Zhao Wenxiang closed the recipe book with a snap.

“This is just nonsense!”

“How can such a small number of dishes be worth such an expensive price?”

Seeing that he was about to get angry, Lao Zhong hurriedly tried to persuade him.

"Master, please don't get angry. How about you try it first?"

Zhao Wenxiang snorted, "No need to order, just arrange it as you like!"

Upon hearing this, Lao Zhong quickly put away the recipe and went out.

He knew very well what kind of character Zhao Wenxiang had.

It really makes me angry, but it’s hard to deal with.

Soon, several dishes were served, and Lao Zhong introduced each dish.

Looking at the delicious dishes, Zhao Wenxiang looked a little better.

He said softly, "It looks good."

Lao Zhong said quickly: "Master, please taste it quickly, it tastes even better."

Zhao Wenxiang nodded, picked up the chopsticks and slowly began to taste the food.

Then……

Then he stopped talking.

He felt like he had been living a dog's life for the past few decades.

I have never eaten such delicious dishes.

This is what people eat.

All the food we ate before was pig food.

He finally understood.

Why is the price so expensive? There are so many people scrambling to get in at the door.

Such delicious food, any normal person would not want to eat it every day.

He wants to too.

Lao Zhong was serving on the side, observing his expression the whole time.

Seeing his complicated expression, she thought her master was angry again.

With a turn of his eyes, Old Zhong said, "Master, this restaurant is actually jointly opened by the young master and Princess Yongning. Even if you think the prices are expensive, you can't go back and scold the young master."

After hearing what Lao Zhong said, Zhao Wenxiang’s eyes widened instantly.

"What did you say?"

"Tell me what's going on."

Old Zhong then told the truth about Princess Yongning's participation in the shares.

"Master, this is how it is, so you can't blame the young master entirely. The young master just wants the royal family to make more money and tide over the difficulties."

Zhao Wenxiang nodded and said nothing.

Old Zhong didn't know what he was thinking.

I couldn't help but think in my heart: "Master, Master, I have tried my best. If you insist on dealing with you, there is nothing I can do."

After finishing the meal, Zhao Wenxiang left the first floor and went home.

As soon as he got home, he took Zhao Hao to the study and asked him about the royal shareholding.

Zhao Hao naturally would not hide anything and told everyone the entire content of his cooperation with the royal treasury.

Especially when he heard about distilled liquor, Zhao Wenxiang nodded frequently.

"Very good, you have considered this matter very carefully."

"Distilled liquor is a matter of great importance. With the royal family's support, no one will cause trouble for you."

Zhao Hao smiled and said, "That's exactly what I was thinking. This way, a lot of trouble can be reduced, and I will just make less money.

Zhao Wenxiang said: "If you don't have the royal family as your backing, it won't be a matter of making money if you do it yourself. You won't even know how you died."

Zhao Hao said: "Dad, you just tried the stir-fried dishes on the first floor. How do you feel about it?"

Zhao Wenxiang said: "Although it is a bit expensive, I have to say that it is indeed a unique delicacy in the world. I really don't know how you came up with it."

Zhao Hao smiled and said, "Don't ask, this is a business secret!"

Seeing his smug look, in the past, Zhao Wenxiang would have definitely cursed at him.

But not this time.

Because he found that his bastard son was really getting more and more powerful.

Ever since I was released from the Heavenly Prison, I haven’t been to brothels or pleasure boats anymore.

Start studying serious matters.

And it worked.

This really made him look at him in a new light.

But he still put on a stern face and said, "Don't be so proud of yourself just because you have achieved a little success. You still have a long way to go, understand?"

Zhao Hao smiled bitterly and said, "Don't worry, Dad. I will definitely keep doing it and won't cause you any trouble again."

Seeing this asking for a beating, Zhao Wenxiang rolled his eyes in annoyance.

"Good to know, hurry up and get out of here, don't disturb my rest."

"Okay, then you take a rest, I'm leaving!"

"Please put aside your official duties as much as possible, come home more often, and talk to my mother."

"Just messing around all day."

After complaining, Zhao Hao quickly ran out of the study.

He returned to his room, dimmed the oil lamp, and began to write and draw on the table again.

There was something he had to get out, otherwise it would be too inconvenient.