Dengshikou is actually just one street away from Shiwangfu Street...

By the time the group arrived, Dengshikou Street was already bustling with activity.

This street is lined with luxuriously decorated high-end restaurants, and is the first choice for dignitaries to entertain guests and friends.

At this time, the streets were brightly lit, and every restaurant hung up various colored lanterns, including colorful balls and gauze lanterns that looked like pearls and clouds. From the beginning to the end of the street, thousands of lights were connected, forming a sea of ​​lights.

Among this sea of ​​lights, the brightest one is none other than Wei Ji Xian, located in the center of the street.

It was a four-story, magnificent restaurant. On the eaves of each floor, there were mountain-shaped flower stands decorated with lifelike flowers, bird-shaped lanterns, flowing colorful clouds, and rotating revolving lanterns, just like the flashing neon lights of later generations.

Only the master who makes Aoshan lanterns for the palace has such exquisite craftsmanship.

After making the hot air balloon, the dozen or so lamp makers moved here and spent nearly a month adding luster to this four-story restaurant...

Seeing that the entrance of the restaurant was crowded with citizens who came to watch the fun, Zhao Hao asked Gao Wu to stop the carriage far away and walked over with Li Mingyue and her sister.

The three of them looked up at the huge restaurant that looked like a paradise on earth and exclaimed in surprise.

"Fuck, I'll treat you here in the future, it's so impressive!" The young master said excitedly: "I'll ask my brother to give me the right to post the bill later..."

Although he is the heir to a multi-billion-dollar fortune, his mother is very strict and only gives him 500 taels of pocket money every month.

The young master had many friends and a lot of expenses, so five hundred taels was not enough. Fortunately, with the help of the old senior, he was able to make do with his expenses.

But the old senior is about to leave. Who will be willing to give him hundreds of taels of money to spend in the future?

"These lights are so beautiful. My brother must have had them made for me because he knew I love looking at lights..." The young county lady looked at Zhao Hao with her beautiful eyes, and gently pinched his sleeves with her fingers, as if she was afraid of getting lost.

"Oh my god, how much will this cost?" Young Master Zhao looked at the thousands of lights and thought, this is such a waste, isn't it?

Remember when I opened a restaurant with a few hundred taels of silver, wasn't it always packed with guests and always full?

Oh, was it three hundred or four hundred taels? I can’t remember at all.

Never mind. Such a small amount of money is not worth worrying about.

At this time, a guest saw him and shouted loudly: "Here he comes, finally!"

The guests all looked towards Zhao Hao and made way for him.

The young county lady quickly withdrew her hand and turned her head away like a thief.

"I'll be over there for a while and come back to see you later." Zhao Hao smiled at the brother and sister.

"Well, don't worry, big brother." Li Mingyue smiled sweetly and automatically ignored the word "we".

Zhao Hao apologized to everyone and strode towards the store door.

At the store entrance, the two store owners, Zhao Xian and Wu Kangyuan, as well as Fatty Tang, Fan Datong, Fatty Sun and other employees who came to help greet customers, were all dressed in new clothes and looked very happy.

Seeing Zhao Hao coming, they all laughed and said, "Boss, come and reveal the prize!"

"Didn't I tell you not to wait for me?" Zhao Hao walked closer with a smile.

"Everyone said they were waiting for you." Zhao Xian wore a shawl on his head and a green silk gown with hidden patches. He looked refreshed and much more capable than he was a year ago.

When he said he wanted to learn how to do business, he was serious.

After arriving in Yangzhou, Zhao Xian first learned for a while at Wuji Sugar Factory opened by Jiang Xueying. After following his grandfather to Beijing, he only spent one day with Zhao Shouzheng and his son before diving into the preparations for Wei Jixian Restaurant. After more than a month of hard work, he had matured a lot.

"Yes, my dear brother, the guests all say that if Master Zhao doesn't show up, the delicious taste will not be pure!" Wu Kangyuan, wearing a brocade robe, also said to Zhao Hao with a smile.

Mr. Wu is now in the Ministry of Personnel and has very little time to spare, so Zhao Hao let this gourmet be the owner of this restaurant. Since there are professional managers and chefs, he only needs to check the food and service.

And no one knows these two things better than this young man who treats the hotel as his home.

"Yes, nephew Zhao!" The Duke of England who came to support the event said with a smile, "I have specially brought a group of people to support you. How can you not show up?"

"That's right. I heard that you often wrote poems when you were in Jinling Weijixian." Wang Xijue also followed suit and said, "But why didn't you write a single poem after arriving in Beijing?"

"Could it be that you look down on us Beijing men?" Zhu Shimao asked with his head tilted.

Zhao Hao naturally explained with a wry smile that after coming to Beijing, he was obsessed with science and did not have the leisure time.

"How can we open the business if we don't compose a poem in this situation?" The guests kept on making a fuss.

If Chef Wang hadn't reminded them, they would have almost forgotten that Young Master Zhao was famous in the two capitals for his poetic talent.

Just as Mr. Zhu Er said, he wrote many excellent works in Nanjing, but became a talkative person after coming to Beijing. How can we let him go if he is so partial to one and neglects the other?

If he doesn’t make a song for everyone today, he won’t be able to open his business, let alone leave Beijing!

"Okay." With no other options, Mr. Zhao had to raise his hands in surrender and follow everyone's wishes. "Then I will show you my ugliness."

"Great!" Everyone cheered loudly, and even the people in the neighboring restaurant opened their windows. Men and women stuck their heads out, looking curiously at the young man who was the center of attention.

Zhao Hao put his hands behind his back and paced back and forth on the field.

Which one is better?

For fear of disturbing Master Zhao's thoughts, everyone dared not breathe.

Li Mingyue's face turned red with excitement. She had never seen her elder brother write poetry before.

The way my brother thinks seriously is so handsome...

Got it!

Zhao Hao's eyes suddenly lit up, he cleared his throat, smiled at the guests and said, "I'll follow your wishes and say a few words about this situation!"

"Good!" After the thunderous applause, you could hear a pin drop in front of the building.

Everyone saw Master Zhao pointing his finger at the dazzling sea of ​​lights and chanting loudly:

"A rosy cloud rises from the sea, illuminating the feast on my upper floor!"

"Good!" Just one sentence caused everyone to cheer excitedly.

After hearing this, scholars such as Wang Xijue and Shen Shixing could not help but nod their heads and thought to themselves, what a generous person.

"The cup of green wine is suddenly finished, where is the banished immortal in the tower?" Zhao Hao asked everyone with a smile.

"Here!" The guests burst into laughter and said, "It's you!"

Zhao Hao shook his head and smiled, pointing at the tall building behind him, and continued chanting:

"The tower of the exiled immortal is a hundred feet high, and it is a banquet for all the dukes and marquises of Yanjing!"

The Duke of Dingguo and several other marquises were delighted to hear this and said with a smile, "It seems we will have to come more often in the future."

"The romantic man is like the one in the building, who has been here for a thousand and one hundred years!"

After saying this, Master Zhao stretched out his hand and pulled down the bright red silk covering the plaque.

The three golden characters "Extremely Delicious" written by Emperor Longqing himself were displayed in front of everyone.

One word costs one thousand taels...

"please!"

Amidst the cheers, Zhao Hao smiled and invited the guests in.

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