Shen Leyan stared at him coldly, her face practically dripping with tears.
He Dong clenched his fists twice, and seeing that Shen Leyan did not react, he quickly took out a piece of paper from his purse and spread it in front of Shen Leyan: "Chief Shen, I did not ask for a single extra penny. This is the account of He's Restaurant for more than ten days."
"Look, I've bought pig heads not only from Butcher Zhang, but also from Butcher Li, and here... This is a pig head delivered by Butcher Sun from outside the city."
Shen Leyan looked at the paper in front of her covered with pig heads and felt waves of pain in her heart.
He slapped the paper away and glared at He Dong, saying, "Get out of here right now!"
He Dong was taken aback. Seeing that Shen Leyan's expression was truly frightening, he dared not say anything more. He turned to Huang Changsheng and said with a wronged look, "Boss Huang, what kind of situation is this? I was just saying it, and Chairman Shen got upset!"
Huang Changsheng sneered inwardly: This is truly a person who can bend and stretch. No wonder he can live off a woman even as a live-in son-in-law. He's just taking advantage of her shamelessness.
Huang Changsheng brought his men to Jinxi Tower, certainly not to watch how Shen, the leader of the association, cursed people.
He sat down directly and said to Shen Leyan, "Chief Shen, everyone is suffering heavy losses now, and we need to find compensation for these losses."
Shen Leyan knew they were here to ask for money, so he snorted coldly, "What do you want to say now? Just say it! I can't ask you for this."
He didn't even glance at the others; they were just decoys brought by Huang Changsheng.
Huang Changsheng had long coveted this position as the leader of the association, and he wouldn't give up until he ruined his reputation.
Huang Changsheng chuckled: "Every wrong has its perpetrator, and every debt has its debtor. We were all tricked by Tianxianglou, and it has nothing to do with Chief Shen."
Hearing this, Shen Leyan looked up in surprise. Was he really going to let this great opportunity slip by?
Huang Changsheng laughed, then said seriously, "This matter was ultimately caused by Chef Gao of Jinxilou. If Chief Shen lets it go so easily, we will be heartbroken."
Shen Leyan's face turned pale instantly: "What exactly do you want to do?" He had a bad feeling.
"Kick that person out of Jinxi Tower and never let him touch a kitchen knife again."
The venomous snake bared its sharp fangs!
Shen Leyan would never agree to that!
Lamb chops roasted without standing are a famous dish that can truly bring profits to Jinxilou.
Just consider that Gao Li did this with my tacit approval, and it was for the good of Jinxilou. If I were to cross the river and then burn the bridge, wouldn't that chill the hearts of the other chefs?
“No!” Shen Leyan refused decisively.
Huang Changsheng snorted coldly: "Since Chairman Shen is considerate of his subordinates, then he should be considerate of us as well."
As he spoke, he also took out a bill. Compared to He Dong's bill, which was covered with pig heads, his was a neat and orderly ledger.
The people who came with them also took out their slips, which turned out to be transaction records for the past two weeks.
This means Jinxilou needs to compensate them!
Shen Leyan stood up abruptly, pointed at Huang Changsheng and his group, and roared, "You...you have no conscience!"
You all heard and agreed with my previous budget.
We're not three-year-olds; we should have known what was going on by now.
Liao Fu followed behind. He didn't hand over a bill. The amount of drinks was simple; he just needed to double the existing amount.
He had already received an order from Tianxianglou, and he was thinking that as long as he didn't lose money, that would be fine.
Now that Huang Changsheng is inviting everyone to come and collect money, he's come along too.
After being scolded by Shen Leyan, everyone except Huang Changsheng looked somewhat embarrassed.
We're all in our forties and fifties, and we should accept the consequences of our bets. It's rather unethical to make others bear the burden of both wins and losses.
With Huang Changsheng leading the way, who would complain about not having enough money and would all come to try their luck?
The Lou family is wealthy and powerful; who knows, they might be able to recover a few taels of silver.
Huang Changsheng had no real intention of demanding money from us. He slammed the bill on the table and said, "Shen Leyan, you've caused us to lose money and you don't want to compensate us. Shouldn't you step down from your position as head of the association?"
Having said that, he flicked his sleeve and led his group away.
Shen Leyan sat blankly in the chair, her face turning ashen.
It wasn't that they hadn't considered that Tianxianglou would come looking for an explanation, but from beginning to end, Song Liyun and the others never even showed their faces. They just set up a stall... which meant they set up a stall and then invited people to eat there.
It was flawless, without a single fault, yet it stumped even a seasoned veteran like himself.
With Jinxilou's reputation ruined, he, as the head of the culinary guild, had no choice but to step down.
Being forced in public, Shen Leyan felt a metallic taste in her throat.
He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, then swayed and collapsed onto the table.
Five more days passed, and in Tianxiang Tower, Song Liyun was happily looking at the account book.
Thanks to the promotions at the trade fair, the customers we lost have come back!
Tianxianglou is now packed with guests again.
Guan Laoliu and his group also set up a barbecue skewer stall.
We need to buy mutton from Tianxianglou every day, but the most important thing is that we need to get the seasonings from there.
They say they learned the techniques from Tianxianglou, but the main thing they learned was the role of the seasonings.
With the opening of several barbecue stalls, the demand for mutton has increased significantly, and I'm waiting for Yuquan to deliver the goods as soon as possible.
The thought of constantly urging people to order goods every day made Song Liyun scratch her head. Yuquan had been gone for so long, she wondered if the tribe had been notified yet. She should go back to the garrison and ask.
If she weren't tied up these past few days, she would have loved to go to the grasslands by herself.
When she returned to Suijin Town in the afternoon, before she even went to the garrison, Commander Luo personally came to visit her.
Luo Baihu, a man with a big beard and a bright smile, sat in the guest room. He first praised Song Zhenping, and then said, "We have received a reply from the grasslands. We will send the meat you requested over soon."
"Hey! You'd better find out when there's another half-price sale in the city. Remember to come back and tell them as soon as possible. Those bastards are always saying they haven't had enough."
The time was too short; the soldiers of the Lei Battalion had only just finished their turn when the restaurants announced their closure.
This has caused the hundred people who used to be in Suijinwei to still complain.
They talked on and on for a long time, even drinking two cups of tea. Song Liyun could tell that Commander Luo wouldn't waste time on such trivial matters.
Luo Baihu vaguely replied, "The Third Young Master has already returned to the grasslands and will bring mutton in a couple of days. Starting this month, more and more tribes will be migrating to the Mida River Valley, and they will need to seize grasslands, so he will no longer be able to leave."
Song Liyun was confused: "Didn't Ashi's tribe already start moving their tents a long time ago? Why haven't they settled down yet?"
When I last went to Huangshahekou, I heard Granny Qi say that the tribe's relocation had been going on for more than half a month, and it still hadn't ended.
Ah Shi said he would come to propose marriage as soon as the relocation was completed!
Luo Baihu must not reveal military intelligence in advance.
He had just received orders to prepare the 400 Thunder Battalion soldiers of the Broken Gold Guard, stand by at any time, and march from the Yellow Sand River Valley to the grasslands.
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