Song Liyun nodded in agreement: Sure enough, you still need a powerful backer when you go out. In the past, Lin Tao had to make an appointment to see Jiang Feng.
"From now on, you will be in charge of all the fur trade in the tribe. If you need anything, just have Luo Baihu send someone to inform you."
"Your bag shop, and your wool yarn..."
Zhao Tingduo then proceeded to arrange everything.
Tonight, the building is bustling with noise and customers filling the doors.
Tired yet excited, the waiters carried trays through the crowd, sometimes accidentally spilling soup everywhere, drawing curses from the crowd.
In addition, the waiter kept apologizing: "I'm sorry, Mr. Guo, the roasted lamb chops you ordered are sold out!"
"How come it's sold out already? Look, they're still selling over there!"
I think you guys are just after fame, deliberately doing things to deceive people, like saying lamb chops are half price, to lure people in and then switch them for other things.
"I don't care, I've waited an hour for this grilled pork rib, you'd better bring it to me."
A burly man stood with his hands on his hips, looking furious. The waiter was on the verge of tears and could only suppress his frustration and try to explain.
The sudden promotion by Shen Huishou is indeed a pleasant surprise.
Business is booming; the whole city is selling barbecue skewers.
Without prior preparation, the sheep in the surrounding villages were not enough, and people have been sent to buy more.
But the shop still has to keep up with demand; if there's no lamb, where do they get extra lamb chops from?
The waiters were frantically trying to explain, while others, seeing their business doing well, got a little cocky and blurted out, "Eat it or don't, it's up to you!" This angered the customer, who stormed off.
"Quick, have my kebabs arrived yet?"
"What's with this weird taste? It's so bitter!"
A middle-aged man wearing a fine silk jacket dropped the skewers he hadn't finished eating, grimaced, and frantically drank water, finally managing to get rid of the strange taste in his mouth after a while.
They even said that Tianxianglou's grilling technique was learned from Jinxilou, but the taste is completely different.
You can only appease a naive person who's eating there for the first time; after all, you're a member of Tianxianglou.
He held his breath, refusing to eat the skewers, and even the lamb chops that were about to be served. He left with a dark face, leaving behind a table full of food.
They were all acquaintances from Qili County. They had come to Jinxilou because they wanted a cheap meal, but seeing how lively the surrounding area was, they were too embarrassed to complain.
Like him, people began to leave one after another.
For the waiters who were waiting for a full table, the more customers left, the better. They even happily gathered up the leftover dishes on the table to take home for another hearty meal for their families that evening.
However, there's quite a lot left!
In the midst of their busyness, the workers didn't pay much attention to these small matters.
The same scene was also playing out at places like Zuichunlou and Heji Restaurant, creating a bustling and prosperous atmosphere.
In the private room of Zuichunlou, Huang Changsheng, Shen Leyan, and several others were drinking and chatting together. Cold dishes, hot dishes, and roasted meat were laid out on the table, but no one touched them.
The group was dressed in bright and shiny clothes, their faces beaming with smiles, yet their expressions varied.
Huang Changsheng, his face flushed with alcohol, held a wine glass in his hand and crossed his legs, saying, "I heard that yesterday, Tianxiang Restaurant only had less than 20% of its usual customers. A few 'rabbits' were even soliciting customers on the street. Even that 20% wasn't enough for the waiters to eat."
If this drags on for another two weeks, we'll definitely have to close down. Don't you think so, Mr. Chen?
After saying that, he stared intently at Shen Leyan, his eyes filled with mockery and a hint of resentment: This guy had such a good idea before, but he didn't come up with it sooner, making himself look bad.
Shen Leyan touched the jade thumb ring on her fair hand, seemingly ignoring Huang Changsheng's words, but smiled without saying a word.
The owner of He Ji Restaurant was a thin old man with sparse white hair held up by a gold hairpin, giving him a somewhat precarious appearance.
At this moment, he was sitting next to Shen Leyan, his eyebrows twitching, and he said confidently, "With Chief Shen taking the lead, half a month is fine, we will definitely drive these unruly bastards out. Alas! You don't know, Tianxiang Tower has some men selling their bodies, turning a perfectly good place for food into a brothel. Alas, the world is going to the dogs!"
Liao Fu from Furui Winery was also there, his brow furrowed, silently drinking his tea.
Since rejecting Tianxianglou's order, his business has suffered heavy losses over the past two months. With the harvest season for brewing wine approaching, he has not been able to sell his wine and is burdened with old debts.
Now, following Chief Shen and his group's half-price promotion, they only see barrels of liquor being hauled away, while their money remains pitiful.
Moreover, they're talking about half a month now... Sigh! If I do it like this for half a month, all the bonuses for the year will be gone!
Several others, like Liao Fu, wore expressions of deep worry. They had been forced into this situation by Huang Changsheng. Their business was already mediocre, and even with the half-price discount, they hadn't gained many customers and were actually losing money. It seemed they couldn't even recoup their losses by simply trying to attract customers.
Just as Huang Changsheng and He Dong were working together to keep things going for half a month, the manager of Zuichunlou ran into the room with a piece of paper in his hand.
He didn't speak, but stood next to Huang Changsheng and whispered a few words in his ear.
Huang Changsheng's expression changed, and he asked, "Where's the notice?"
The shopkeeper quickly took out a piece of red paper with ink written on it from behind his back.
This paper looks unusual; it's palm-sized and as hard as a wooden board.
Huang Changsheng looked down and saw that the title above read "The First Qili County Candy and Food Fair," followed by a list of exhibitors, shops, rules, and finally the location and time.
With only a few strokes and a simple piece of paper, it's clear that it was made in a hurry.
Huang Changsheng sneered: "Tianxianglou is panicking. We'll just ignore them."
When they saw the manager of Zuichunlou come in with some things and whisper to Huang Changsheng, the other people in the room also noticed them.
Upon hearing Huang Changsheng's words again, He Dong asked in a hoarse voice, "Boss Huang, what did you see?"
Huang Changsheng casually handed him the invitation, which He Dong only glanced at a few times before quickly passing it on to Shen Leyan.
Huang Changsheng gave him a disdainful look at his obsequious behavior and said lazily, "Look at that woman from the military household at Tianxiang Restaurant, she's up to her old tricks again, instigating the county magistrate to organize some kind of trade fair! The restaurant business relies on word of mouth, who does things like this!"
He Dong had already read it. The post was short, but it basically told everyone to bring some things to set up a stall.
He chuckled and said, "That's right. My Heji Restaurant sells a wide variety of things. Roasted pig's head is a specialty of the city, and we can't keep up with demand every day. Do you expect me to carry a big pot to the roadside to set up a stall?"
Shen Leyan took a closer look and finished reading the less than fifty characters in just a few breaths. He then handed them to a few people who were craning their necks to look in this direction, and let them take turns reading them.
Shen Leyan asked the shopkeeper who came in with the notice, "Who gave you this? Do you know which other shops it was given to?"
The shopkeeper glanced at Huang Changsheng, and seeing that he was also urging him, he said, "It was handed out by Tianxiang Restaurant on the street. It says that anyone interested in participating should register as written on it! Registration closes tomorrow afternoon, which is one day."
"This is outrageous! Where does this woman from a military household put our cooking business?" Huang Changsheng roared in anger.
Shen Leyan's expression also changed, and he squeezed the piece of cardboard in his hand until it bent.
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