Zhang Tongsheng and his group left in a flurry, and Madam Huang shook her head.

"Alas, I wonder if this incident will finally make Zhang Tongsheng put aside his petty thoughts. I always feel that his resentment towards our family has only intensified."

This guy's got a screw loose; he'll probably always feel like the whole world has wronged him.

"Wasn't the Zhang family expelled? How come they still have the nerve to wander around?"

Does this solve the residency issue? Doesn't that seem illegal?

Zhao Qingshan posed a soul-searching question.

Huang rolled her eyes at him.

"Hey, your old man Jinfa went to apply a bit late. The Zhang family used their connections to get a village to accept him, so they transferred his household registration out."

"You, Mr. Blonde, were kind enough not to dwell on this, but who would have thought this kid would cause such a mess?"

The family quickly cleaned up the dishes and other items, and then cleaned the dining area before officially closing up shop.

Around 5 PM, Liu Qingcai returned and reported on the several butcher shops he had found that day that could supply mutton, along with the specific quantities.

This also means that the Zhao family can officially start selling barbecue tomorrow.

Enjoying barbecue and beer is a great pleasure, but where can you find beer these days?

Could we use alternative products? The next day, Liu Qing went to several wineries and brought back five or six different wines.

Fortunately, among the wines we brought back was rice wine. This was a wonderful surprise.

Rice wine can completely replace beer and is also nutritious. It's suitable for everyone from ninety-nine-year-olds to toddlers.

It's always more romantic than barbecue with heavy liquor, and it also avoids the possibility of getting drunk and starting fights or causing trouble.

The Zhao family isn't afraid of trouble, but too much trouble can be annoying.

The women were overjoyed because new products would be available starting the next day.

Early the next morning, a signboard in front of Zhao's Snack Shop prominently displayed the words, "Today's New Product: Grilled Meat Skewers."

The diners in line started chattering, all discussing what exactly these grilled meat skewers were.

"For grilled meat skewers, the meat should be cooked by grilling it over a fire. As for the skewers, I'm not really sure."

"Is it just skewering the meat and grilling it? But isn't that a lot of trouble? What's the difference between that and eating grilled meat directly?"

"Who knows? Anyway, the food from the Zhao family is definitely delicious. I really don't know how their new product tastes. I must try it today."

Various discussions have been ongoing.

Anticipating that many diners would ask questions today, Zhao Qingyi, for the first time ever, did not take charge of the cashier's duties, but instead gave her place to Liu Wang, and Liu Qing took over the food serving area.

The father and son both had hoarse voices by the end of the morning.

To show his consideration for the employees, Mr. Huang generously decided to add a meal today.

The Zhao family's so-called extra meal was undoubtedly meat.

If there isn't enough mutton, then pork, chicken, and duck will always be plentiful.

Look, the kitchen hasn't prepared the meat skewers yet.

An extra pork rib, three chickens, and three ducks have been served.

"Mom, you're so kind. Seeing all that delicious food laid out there gives me the energy to do the work," Tian Xiaolan said with emotion.

Huang glanced at her and said, "Just looking at it makes you feel good, so don't eat it. It'll keep making you feel good as long as it's there."

"What? Mother, how could you be so heartless?" Tian Xiaolan's voice trailed off.

"Alright, alright, you're too old to be silly. Get back to work and skewer all the meat."

It's almost noon. Today, all customers who eat mala tang (spicy hot pot) at noon, whether dining in or ordering delivery, will receive a free skewer of grilled meat as a sample.

Tian Xiaolan clutched her chest, showing her distress.

"Mom, that's all money! How much meat and money would that take to send out?"

Mrs. Huang was having a bit of a headache.

"Alright, stop fooling around. If you don't put your hands down, your clothes will be ruined."

This is the finest flour fabric in our town, worth much more than meat skewers.

Upon hearing this, Huang raised her hand, which had just been threading through the meat skewers, and almost cried out in surprise when she saw how greasy it was.

I carefully lowered my head to look at my chest.

"Thank goodness, thank goodness, my clothes aren't dirty. I would have been heartbroken if they were."

Everyone involved in skewering the meat looked at Tian Xiaolan's chest without prior arrangement.

"Second sister-in-law, you should go back and change your clothes quickly," Wang Caixia reminded her.

"Why change your clothes? They're not dirty." Tian Xiaolan said dismissively.

Wang Caixia pursed her lips, but finally couldn't resist and whispered in Tian Xiaolan's ear,

"The place you dirtied isn't your chest, it's below your chest, you can't see it because you're looking down like this."

Tian Xiaolan was shocked; her eyes were so wide they almost popped out of their sockets.

Seeing everyone looking at her with amused expressions, she exclaimed, "Ah, my clothes!" and dashed back to her room, then quickly came out to wash her hands before returning to her room.

The whole process was like it was on fast-forward.

Let me tell you about what happened yesterday. Zhang Baosheng and his group went to Ruyilou Restaurant and found that the lobby was packed.

If you want to eat, the only available seats are in the private rooms on the second floor.

Since it's called a private room, there must be a minimum charge.

When Zhang Baosheng learned that the minimum charge for a private room was ten taels of silver, his face turned bright red.

"Brother Zhang, what's wrong? Your face is so red. Have you caught a heatstroke?" Li Fengshan asked with concern.

Seeing that Zhang Baosheng's expression was off, Ou Qinghai also became somewhat anxious.

"Waiter, please take us to a private room quickly and bring us a pot of good tea. My classmate might actually be suffering from heatstroke."

The waiter responded and quickly led everyone to the private room.

After settling the guests in, I said, "Please have a seat, gentlemen. I'll go and serve you some tea right away."

"Wait a minute," Zhang Baosheng called out to the waiter.

He pulled the waiter directly to the outside of the private room.

"Waiter, the tea doesn't need to be the best. Just arrange the food and drinks according to 10 taels of silver. Please don't exceed that amount, as I'm short of money."

After saying this, Zhang Baosheng's face turned even redder.

The waiter nodded knowingly, looking at Zhang Baosheng with great sympathy.

"Sir, please rest assured, we will arrange everything perfectly for you."

The classmates ate with gusto, their mouths greasy with food, thoroughly enjoying themselves. Zhang Baosheng, however, ate with great remorse.

He cursed the Zhao family with every bite of food he ate.

"Damn the Zhao family, how did they end up running a food stall? A bunch of peasants, only fit to toil in the fields for food."

Hmph, what a family of scoundrels! The old ones deserve to choke to death while eating, and the young ones deserve to be captured by bandits and forced into hard labor.

And that damned she-devil. Why didn't she gore her to death or eat her by a tiger while hunting...?

He cursed every single member of the Zhao family with every curse he could think of, not even sparing a single chicken.

In his mind, the Zhao family was ungrateful, and all his misfortunes were the Zhao family's fault.