Sitting in a carriage and strolling along the main road of the city, Lin Xiaoman lifted a corner of the curtain and looked at the outside world curiously. As he looked, he felt that the atmosphere was a little wrong.
On the street, a team of people in black uniforms would appear from time to time. When they were seen from afar, the originally bustling crowd would disperse quickly like birds.
Even their carriages were inspected.
"Who's in the car?"
"How dare you!" the guard driving the carriage shouted, "Open your eyes and look carefully. This is the carriage of Prince Qing's Mansion. Sitting in it is the Princess Consort of Qing, the Seventeenth Princess!"
Although she was not favored, she was a princess after all, and no one dared to check her carriage.
"Liu Ye, what's going on?" Lin Xiaoman frowned. Could they be catching some ruthless criminal? Or had the old emperor guessed that the bastard was faking his death and was searching the entire city for him?
"Princess, the Golden Scale Guards are arresting people in the city." Liu Ye lowered her voice so that only the two of them could hear, "They're arresting those rioters spreading rumors and misleading the people. The city has been in chaos lately. No one dares to speak outside."
Lin Xiaoman nodded to show that she understood. She knew that Prince Qing’s death would lead to a lot of follow-ups.
Lin Xiaoman was not worried, because the fire would not burn her anyway.
After understanding the terrain, Lin Xiaoman went to the palace to inspect three shops. The three shops were located in different places. One was a cloth shop and the other was a pen and ink shop. Both were bungalows, small shops, and were located relatively far away. The most valuable one was a two-story restaurant, about 300 square meters including the kitchen. However, the location was not very good, and business seemed very quiet.
After having lunch in a private room of his own restaurant, Lin Xiaoman could only say that the meal was bland and had no special features. No wonder there was no business.
After checking the accounts, I found that there was no profit.
After inspecting the three real estate stores, Lin Xiaoman went to a bookstore on the way back to the palace. However, she was disappointed. The bookstore was filled with either textbooks or ancient romance novels written by scholars. After picking and choosing, Lin Xiaoman didn't find anything useful. She just bought one and went back.
After spending a day getting familiar with the capital, Lin Xiaoman had a rough map in his mind.
The next day, Lin Xiaoman found some fabrics that were not exclusive to the imperial palace from her dowry, and then locked herself in the room to make clothes.
Oh, how miserable.
The old emperor's spies are everywhere, so she has to do everything in secret.
As an all-round fairy, making clothes is not a difficult thing for her. After staying in the room for two days, Lin Xiaoman made herself a set of men's clothes in line with the style of the times.
With a change of clothes and a ponytail, she looks great, a short and poor girl.
Why……
It was very hard and took a lot of time for Lin Xiaoman to get himself a pair of men's height-increasing boots. After putting them on, he reached 170cm tall, which just barely met the height requirement.
Just smear your face a little black and that's about it.
Now that we have the equipment, let’s take action.
After lunch, they went to the yard closest to the wall. Lin Xiaoman directly ordered, "I want to be alone for a while, you all go down."
"Yes." The maids all retreated to the outside of the courtyard.
Lin Xiaoman quickly put on the equipment hidden in the house and put on makeup.
Lin Xiaoman climbed over the wall and went out.
Before, she just took a quick look in the carriage, but now, she wants to carefully examine the market, look for business opportunities, and see if there are any fools with a lot of money to sell them a few secret recipes.
Lin Xiaoman set the hotel as his first goal to make money.
After all, selling recipes or something like that makes money quickly.
However, she needs to investigate a few more hotels to understand the market conditions.
Lin Xiaoman entered a small but well-known restaurant and found a seat against the wall. There was no menu, so she could only ask, "Waiter, what are your signature dishes?"
"Sir, our restaurant has many signature dishes. Listen carefully: roast duck, roast chicken, roast goose, braised salted duck, braised chicken, bacon, pine flowers, tripe..."
Just like a joke in a crosstalk, the waiter swiftly named a series of dishes.
"Stop, recommend a few places that are crowded."
"What do you think of the delicious Eight Treasure Duck, Braised Pork, Sweet and Sour Fish and Secret Sauce Beef?" The waiter listed four expensive meat dishes without hesitation.
"That's too much. Just one sweet and sour fish, one beef with secret sauce, and one clear soup."
"How about scallion egg soup?"
"Okay." Lin Xiaoman nodded.
"Okay, please wait a moment! Please have some tea first." The waiter quickly served the tea and then left.
Because it was still some time before lunch, there were not many people in the hall. There were fifteen or sixteen tables in total, and including Lin Xiaoman, there were only three tables of guests sitting there.
I could faintly smell the aroma of food.
When in the palace, the royal chef's skills were quite good. Lin Xiaoman estimated that even in ancient times, the food system here was not low.
After an on-site inspection of the restaurant industry, she had a rough idea in her mind. The restaurant under the name of the palace was clearly poorly managed!
They are the backward elements in the industry!
After waiting for a while, the three dishes were served one after another. After tasting them, Lin Xiaoman found that the sweet and sour fish was quite good, sour and sweet, and the secret beef tasted about 70% like the braised beef in delicatessens. He then had a better idea of the dish.
Lin Xiaoman ate slowly and leisurely.
As time passed, the number of diners in the hotel gradually increased. Three people came to the table opposite Lin Xiaoman. They were dressed in cloth and looked gentle and refined. Even in the middle of winter, they carried paper fans. It was obvious from their appearance that they were scholars.
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