Inside the room, Zhong Muyu was looking at the accounts at her desk. This time, things went quite well; the new dishes were very popular, and the guests had all returned in the past few days.

However, in her spare time, Zhong Muyu would unconsciously think of Lu Ziyuan.

These past two days, I've heard from the customers at the restaurant that the disaster in Ling'an County is much more serious than they imagined.

Just as Zhong Muyu was in a daze, Zaochun came in with tea and snacks.

"Your Highness? What are you thinking about? Your eyes are practically glued to the screen."

"Nothing, I was just thinking that the disaster in Ling'an County seems to be quite severe."

Upon hearing this, Zaochun recalled what Chengfeng had told her a couple of days ago and chuckled to herself, "Could it be that the Princess misses the Prince?"

"No way!"

Zhong Muyu reacted quickly, then realized it was inappropriate, and a slight blush appeared on her face.

"To be honest, I'm a little worried about him. I heard that the roads in Ling'an County have been buried. I wonder what the situation is like there."

Early Spring smiled as she looked at her princess's proud yet honest demeanor, then said seriously, "Don't worry, Your Highness is a lucky man and will be fine. As for the other common people, let's pray that they are safe and sound."

Zhong Muyu sighed, then suddenly thought of something: "That's right, after the disaster, the people will definitely lack supplies. We can prepare some food and daily necessities and send people over."

"That would be great! It would also be a good opportunity to send someone to check on the prince's condition, so you won't have to worry!"

"I'll write it down right now, you go and prepare it quickly."

Zhong Muyu didn't notice the early spring's mockery. She tore off a piece of paper and listed a lot of things, from food to daily necessities, which was very comprehensive.

Just then, someone knocked hurriedly on the door.

When Zaochun opened the door, she found Liu Xiaoya looking anxious.

"Little girl? What's wrong?"

"Your Highness, Sister Zaochun, there's trouble outside!"

Liu Xiaoya had never seen anything like it before and was terrified. Zhong Muyu frowned and quickly got up to follow her out.

Inside the hall, the guests in the corners were eating silently, oblivious to all this. Near the door, a chair had been overturned, and there were water stains and broken pieces of porcelain on the floor.

Three burly men stood there; the one in the lead had a scar on his face and looked quite menacing.

Zhong Muyu was puzzled. Were local thugs so bold these days? They even dared to smash up restaurants.

Upon seeing her emerge, Chengfeng immediately shielded Zhong Muyu in front of him.

The man in the lead looked Zhong Muyu up and down, revealing a disdainful expression: "You're the owner of this restaurant?"

"Indeed, I wonder what problem this guest has encountered that makes him so angry. If it is indeed a problem with our restaurant, we will definitely take full responsibility."

Perhaps thinking that Zhong Muyu was a young woman, the man was very impolite: "My brother bought five portions of meat from here yesterday, and he got diarrhea after eating them. It must be because your meat wasn't fresh! Today I'm here to demand an explanation. Either pay for his medical expenses, or I'll make sure your restaurant goes out of business!"

The man's roar was deafening, and Liu Xiaoya trembled in fright. Zhong Muyu quickly pulled her behind him.

Zhong Muyu called Liu Fu over and asked him a few questions. Liu Fu nodded, indicating that someone had indeed come to buy five portions of braised pork yesterday evening.

She's been here for the past few days, spending most of her daytime hours in the kitchen. How could she not know if there's something wrong with the braised pork?

This is clearly someone deliberately causing trouble.

So she raised an eyebrow and looked directly at the other person without fear: "You say there's something wrong with the things I'm selling, do you have any evidence?"

"Evidence? The evidence is that my brother is still lying in bed at home! Are you trying to deny it?"

The man slammed the medical bill on the table with a "bang," attempting to intimidate the other party with his menacing demeanor.

Zaochun glanced at the bill and said angrily, "One hundred taels! Who has such expensive diarrhea medicine? Do you have dozens of brothers?"

"So you have dozens of brothers, do you have a problem with that?"

In early spring, the person who was yelled at pouted. Dozens of people were divided into five portions of braised pork, and some people couldn't even get a bite.

Zhong Muyu said, "You want an explanation? Fine. Since there's a dispute, why not report it to the authorities? Liu Ping, go report it to the authorities and have them come and inspect my kitchen to see if there are any problems."

Liu Ping agreed and was about to leave when he was stopped by the man's two subordinates.

"Why report to the authorities! Do you think I don't know that you restaurant owners are all in cahoots with the government? Once they come to investigate, there won't be any problems!"

Zhong Muyu crossed her arms, looking speechless: "You're really something. You sold over a hundred portions of meat yesterday, how come everyone else is fine but you're the only ones having problems? There are customers here today who were here yesterday, and they're perfectly fine. Why don't you just say they're deliberately trying to cause trouble?"

"Do you think I've wronged you? I'm not going to waste my breath arguing with a woman like you. I'm not leaving until you pay my medical bills!"

The man pulled up a chair and sat down, looking every bit the rogue.

As more and more onlookers gathered, and customers dared not come in to eat, Zhong Muyu became angry. She had been running her restaurant honestly, and if she had really offended anyone, it would definitely be her competitors.

Zhong Muyu shoved a stun gun into Chengfeng's hand: "My restaurant doesn't serve troublemakers. Chengfeng, use this to knock them out. Don't you like looking for trouble? Take them straight to the authorities!"

Zhong Muyu's voice wasn't loud, but it was extremely authoritative. He took the stun gun and went over.

The princess taught him how to use this thing; it's much better than a regular stick, and unlike swords, it can't hurt people.

Seeing her anger, the three men were also a little scared: "What are you doing? We are the victims, and you are hitting us. Is there no law anymore?"

"Let the government decide everything."

She was now certain that the other party thought she was weak and easy to bully because she was a young female boss, and sent people to cause trouble. But Zhong Muyu was not afraid of trouble. Moreover, she had the buff of being the Princess Consort of Ling. A few thugs could easily bring her down.

joke!

Although the three men were afraid, the thought that the other party was only one person while there were three of them gave them renewed confidence: "You want to drive me away? You'll have to see if you have the ability!"

"Chengfeng, get out of here! Don't ruin our restaurant's food or dirty our place!"

Chengfeng raised his hand and attacked. Compared to him, the thugs' amateurish skills were nothing. He threw them out of the restaurant in just a few moves.

Even Zhong Muyu was amazed. Although she knew that Lu Ziyuan's guards were highly skilled in martial arts, she still couldn't help but applaud when she saw it with her own eyes.

So cool!

It's a good thing Lu Ziyuan isn't here, otherwise he would be so jealous he'd die of sourness.

The three men kept begging for mercy, but Chengfeng had no intention of letting them go. He grabbed the leader and took him to the government office.

Inside the hall, everyone cleaned up the broken porcelain shards on the floor, and Zhong Muyu gave each diner a small gift to commemorate their fright. Only then was the matter considered closed.

Unexpectedly, someone in the shadows had witnessed everything.