After eating and drinking his fill, Qian Feng patted his round belly, looking satisfied.

"See? I told you this place was great!" Qian Feng said cheerfully, looking quite pleased with himself for choosing the restaurant.

"It's not bad, but it's not yours!" Zhao Shi joked. "If you could turn this restaurant into your own, that would be something to be proud of!"

Tao Wanniang ignored the gossip of the men. Seeing that they had finished eating, she stepped forward and said, "Have you finished eating? It's two taels of silver. Please come to the front to pay the bill."

"Sister Tao, may I come again for dinner? I think I've eaten ten meals a day, and it's not time yet, is it?" Qian Feng promptly handed over the loose silver; he could afford two taels of silver.

"Who can say for sure about dinner? Let's talk about it later!" Although Tao Wanniang runs a business, it's not very kind of her to keep taking advantage of one person.

"That won't do, Sister Tao. Those thugs are very cunning. I need to visit them more often to help you keep them in check," Qian Feng said earnestly.

"I didn't say it was impossible, it's just a matter of fate!" Tao Wanniang said gently, taking the silver to deposit into Bai Yumei's account.

"Is this restaurant really open?" Cheng Feng walked in as he spoke.

It wasn't that he was idle; it was just that the young master casually mentioned that he wondered how Tao Wanniang's restaurant was doing, so Cheng Feng came over to take a look.

"Sister Tao, I'm here to eat." Cheng Feng called out loudly when he saw Tao Wanniang standing there.

"Lord Cheng has arrived. Please find a seat," Tao Wanniang replied.

"Guard Cheng?!" Qian Feng exclaimed in surprise upon seeing Cheng Feng.

"It's you! What a coincidence!" Cheng Feng was also surprised to see Qian Feng and the others, but then he remembered that Qian Feng had mentioned meeting with Tao Wanniang's family at the Prince's Mansion.

"Did you come here specifically to patronize Sister Tao's business?" Cheng Feng asked casually with a smile as he found a seat next to Qian Feng and the others.

Also known as Sister Tao, this shopkeeper Tao is quite close to the personal bodyguard of the Prince Rui!

Before Qian Feng could even speak, Zhao Shi and Liu Fang both looked surprised. This little cook has quite a background!

"I came here yesterday following the smell; Sister Tao's cooking is excellent," Qian Feng explained. "Could Guard Cheng be one of them?"

"Sister Tao saved our young master's life, and he specifically instructed me to keep a close eye on her," Cheng Feng said with a slight smile.

"Lord Cheng, what would you like to eat?" Tao Wanniang asked as she stepped forward.

"Sister Tao, you can decide what to serve, I'm eating alone. Oh, by the way, what does it mean by the sign outside that says only ten meals are sold per day?" Cheng Feng asked, puzzled. Is that how businesses operate?

"It's not officially open yet, it's just open for viewing. Please wait a moment, Lord Cheng, I'll prepare some good dishes for you right away."

Zheng Feng and the others were about to leave, but when they saw Cheng Feng arrive, they became interested in investigating.

"Guard Cheng, this Manager Tao has a life-or-death bond with your young master? That's strange. With His Highness's protection, why is Manager Tao running such a small restaurant?" Zhao Shi asked tentatively. "He should at least be running a grand restaurant!"

The Prince Rui's reputation is renowned throughout the capital in a certain aspect. Although none of them would associate Tao Wanniang with the Prince Rui, this little restaurant is indeed a bit... well, a bit small.

What could Cheng Feng say? A big house, a thousand or so taels of silver—even if Tao Wanniang didn't do business, her family could live very well! But she was willing to take the risk!

"Sister Tao is an honest and upright person; running a restaurant is her hobby," Cheng Feng explained. "Perhaps a restaurant would be too tiring for her!"

"What nonsense are you two talking about? As long as there's food, that's good enough!" Qian Feng was a little worried. The three of them, plus Cheng Feng, would make four meals. If more people came later, would he still be able to have dinner?

"Guard Cheng, we'll be leaving now!" Zhao Shi stood up and said goodbye to Cheng Feng.

Qian Feng was reluctant, but it wouldn't be good to stay in someone else's shop, so he had no choice but to leave with Zhao Shi and the others. Before leaving, he glanced at the kitchen and sighed.

Soon, a meat dish, a vegetable dish, and a cold dish were served to Cheng Feng.

"Lord Cheng, I don't know how much you eat, so I'll just make do with what you have. Please enjoy your meal," Tao Wanniang said politely.

"Big sister, you haven't eaten yet, go and eat. I'll keep an eye on things outside," Bai Yumei said softly as Tao Anna approached.

"Yes, someone's calling me," Tao Wanniang said, and went to the kitchen.

"I'm a cook myself, how could I lack food?" Tao Wanniang savored the food she had prepared, a satisfied look on her face from time to time. Life was good!

However, after only a few bites of food, Bai Yumei announced that another guest had arrived.

"Sister, it's Butcher Wang, who sells pork. She looks a bit preoccupied."

"Wasn't everything normal when you bought the meat this morning?" Tao Wan's mother asked, somewhat surprised. "Okay, I'll go take a look."

"Manager Tao, I'm here. Um, what exactly did you make with the pig offal? Let me have a taste." Butcher Wang forced a smile when he saw Tao Wanniang.

“Okay, I’ll get you a plate right away. You didn’t have lunch. Do you want any other dishes? We have some ready-made. Shall I serve them to you?” Tao Wanniang said readily.

"Alright, just do what you think is best!" Butcher Wang did indeed have a worried look on his face.

Seeing this, Tao Wanniang asked Bai Yumei to go and fetch a bowl of braised food.

"What's wrong? Did something happen at home?" Tao Wanniang asked immediately.

"Oh, something really has happened, Master Tao. What's wrong with this sow after she gave birth to piglets? I'm losing a lot of money from that pig, but I can't just slaughter it and sell it. I, Butcher Wang, don't sell sick pigs."

Tao Wanniang's expression froze. She was so talkative. No matter how capable she was, she couldn't do postpartum care for a sow!

But then, a thought struck her: wasn't there a dimensional trading system?

"Butcher Wang, you eat first. You can think about it after you've eaten."

After Bai Yumei brought out the braised dishes, Tao Wanniang went to the kitchen.

When no one was around, she opened the trading system.

"Postpartum care for sows... there really is!" Tao Wanniang was delighted when she saw the search results on the interface.

Tao Wanniang used ten coins to exchange for a document on postpartum care for sows, and soon, several sheets of paper appeared in front of her.

But Tao Wanniang was also in a dilemma. If this thing were taken out, not to mention the paper and ink, even the words on it were not things that should appear!

After thinking it over, Tao Wanniang folded the document and put it away. She then cooked a dish, added what she had left over, and took it out.

"Butcher Wang, I've been thinking about it. There used to be a veterinarian in our village who had methods for postpartum care of sows. I think he brought them to me. I'll go home and look for them when I have time, and then I'll send them to you."

When Tao Wanniang said this, Cheng Feng, who had just finished eating, almost burst out laughing. Postpartum care for sows? There's such a thing?