Meng Family Noodle Shop is located at the intersection of the east and west urban areas of Qingshui County. Su Hua and Su Dahu had seen it once before when they came to Old Wang's house to deliver wild boar meat. However, compared to the bustling scene with long queues that day, Meng Family Noodle Shop is now deserted, like two extremes.
There were eight tables in the noodle shop, but only one customer was eating noodles.
Plus three guys who were dozing off with their heads propped up.
There were more staff than customers.
Su Hua looked up at the sky and saw the golden sun hanging in the sky like a disc. She couldn't help but gasp, "It's almost lunchtime, but this Meng Family Noodle Shop looks like it's closing early."
"It's only two alleys away from our mala tang restaurant, so it's not unusual for Meng's noodle shop to close early." Su Dahu glanced at the girl with a smile, then turned his gaze to the restaurant behind the two of them, silently swallowing his saliva.
"Hua'er, are you sure this is the little restaurant you mentioned, Jin Han's?"
Su Hua turned her head to look and saw a two-story restaurant in her field of vision. The carved eaves reflected the sun and the painted beams soared into the clouds. The restaurant was not located on the street, but was separated from the street by a dozen feet. At a glance, four black doors were lined up in a row, and a blue and white wine curtain hung in front of the door. There were no words on the curtain, and the door plaque was also empty.
The door was tightly shut, with a brass lock hanging on it.
However, one cannot see what is happening inside the building.
Su Hua looked at the huge restaurant and was somewhat incredulous. She walked over and examined it more closely.
It really is the first shop in Tongxin Lane in the east of the city.
Xiao Jinhan said at the time that the shop was not big, but it should be enough to sell some snacks. So she thought it was a small storefront, like the small shops like "Mouwei" that are everywhere in China, where at most one or two people could stand.
But what's in front of us is clearly a restaurant, no less impressive than the Qin family's Tianxiang Restaurant. It can comfortably accommodate not just one or two people, but all the villagers from Shanghe Village.
She thought for a moment, then took out a dark wooden box from her sleeve and found two keys, one large and one small, at the very bottom of the box.
As they walked to the door with Su Dahu, they discovered that the dark wooden door was quite elaborate. The door frame was carved with paintings depicting flowers, birds, insects, fish, and animals, each stroke vividly portraying their expressions.
She looked at it for a while before taking out the small key and fiddling with it against the padlock.
There was a 'click' sound.
The padlock opened immediately.
The brother and sister pushed open the door and saw a large hall of about one acre in front of them. To the right of the hall was a large counter, and behind the counter were fifty or sixty dining tables, some small tables for two or three people, and some large tables for four or five people, or seven or eight people.
There is a special wooden staircase from the first floor to the second floor. The second floor is full of private rooms, a total of thirty rooms from beginning to end.
Walking further into the lobby, you'll find the restaurant's kitchen, which is twice the size of the old Su family's kitchen. Five large stoves are connected one after another, but there's not a trace of smoke or dust, as if it had been deliberately cleaned.
Beyond the kitchen, there's a small courtyard with three bedrooms. In the center of the courtyard stands an old pear tree, now dotted with pear blossoms. Under the tree is a small well, and a few pear blossoms have fallen on the bluestone pavement. If you close the door leading to the restaurant, this small courtyard becomes a secluded and tranquil haven.
Even the usually calm and composed Su Dahu couldn't help but gasp in surprise. "My goodness! If this is considered a small restaurant, what must a big restaurant be like? Does it have to take over half of Qingshui County?"
Su Hua was also quite surprised by Xiao Jinhan's extravagant spending. Before setting up their stall in front of Baichuan Academy, they had inquired about the shops in the vicinity. Small shops like Meng Family Noodle Shop had a monthly rent of at least 10 or 20 taels of silver. If they were to buy one, it would cost at least 1,000 or 2,000 taels.
This restaurant is not only more than ten times the size of the Meng family's, but it is also located in the very center of the city. If you were to buy this place, you don't know how much silver it would cost.
But he gave it to him so easily.
Aren't you worried that she'll bankrupt his restaurant?
Clutching the black wooden box, she felt a little unsettled. Inside the box, besides the land deed for this place, there was also a shop in Tangshan Prefecture. Compared to Qingshui County, land prices in Tangshan Prefecture would only be higher, not lower. Judging from his extravagant spending, the restaurant in the prefecture city probably wouldn't be too small either.
While Qin Yucheng knew to discuss cooperation and terms with her, he simply gave her the shop without saying a word.
Moreover, she really liked the restaurant inside and out. Whether it was selling spicy hot pot, hot pot, or barbecue, she could do it all without any problem. With just a little modification, it could open for business.
As luck would have it, the restaurant was right across the street from Meng's Noodle Shop. She had never told anyone about her desire to completely destroy Meng's Noodle Shop and avenge the original owner of this body. This restaurant was exactly what she wanted.
Since she couldn't refuse the restaurant's offer, she should at least send some return gifts to Xiao Jinhan.
After all, she wasn't the type of person who liked to take advantage of others.
Su Dahu and Su Hua walked back to the gate from the courtyard. Su Dahu was about to speak when he saw her frowning and nodding. Just then, a surprised voice came from afar.
"Su Dahu, Su Hua, what are you doing here? This is no place for you!"
Looking up, I saw two figures, one old and one young, walking briskly from the side of the street.
The leader was Meng Yongfu.
Behind him was Feng Zicai, whom he hadn't seen for many days.
With just one glance, Su Dahu's eyes turned cold.
"Ha! Is this your Meng family's territory or not? Why can't we siblings come? As for Master Meng, aren't you busy with your noodle shop business day and night? It's lunchtime now, and instead of hurrying to serve your old customers, you're here standing in the cold wind. Could it be that your once-lucrative business has fallen through?"
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