"Madam Cen, have you finalized the business deal you mentioned the other day with General Cen?" Guo Zhenyu asked.
"I plan to set up a breeding farm, mainly raising chickens and sheep, and also a cannery, located on my village in the suburbs. I also want to open a food court, in which I will own 50% of all the shares, but I will not be responsible for its operation and management. You can negotiate the remaining 50% yourselves."
"Food city? What does that mean?" Wang asked curiously.
"This place specializes in selling food, but it's not limited to just one type of food. For example, it has noodles, wontons, barbecue, rice noodles, hot pot, hamburgers, and more. You can find food that's sold in Beijing, and you can also find food that's not sold in Beijing."
As soon as Yang Cui finished speaking, everyone was speechless.
Guo Zhenyu exclaimed in admiration, "I feel that once this food court opens, the business will definitely be booming! It must open!"
"What is hot pot? What is a hamburger? What is barbecue?" Su Murong asked the three soul-searching questions.
"Madam Cen, can we have these three dishes today?" Chen Shiqi knew that every dish Yang Cui offered was delicious, and she was already quite impatient.
"I've been too busy these past few days to prepare. I will invite Ms. Chen and everyone else to come and taste the food again in a few days. I promise you won't be disappointed."
Yang Cui continued, "Now we can start preparations and strive to open in the twelfth lunar month. In addition, I have another request: once the food court opens, it must prioritize purchasing ingredients from my estate."
The farm exists for the benefit of retired veterans, so we must find a way to supply the farm's products so that it can continue operating.
Wang thought to herself that Yang Cui was really greedy. Not only did she ask for 50% of the share, but she also insisted that the ingredients be purchased from her. She was really obsessed with money.
Guo Zhenyu and Su Murong didn't think it was a big deal. It didn't matter where the ingredients were bought, and Yang Cui's business partners weren't indispensable to them.
"Then we'll each take 30%, and you two can each take 10%?" Su Murong looked at Guo Zhenyu and Chen Shaoyun.
Chen Shaoyun said, "I don't care, you can discuss it yourselves."
Chen Shaoyun wasn't very interested in doing business, but he wouldn't mind if the money was too little.
"Little brother, taking 30% is a bit too much, we're brothers." Guo Zhenyu looked at Su Murong with a grin.
Su Murong gave him a disdainful look: "Who's your brother? Get out of here." Su Murong swatted away Guo Zhenyu's hand that was on her shoulder like she was shooing away a flea.
Guo Zhenyu gripped the man even tighter and said, "Brother Chen, one-tenth, you and I will each get two-tenths. You've made so much money with Madam Cen, you should let your brother make some too, good brother."
Madam Wang's eyes darted around, and she looked at Yang Cui, smiling as she said, "Madam Cen, why don't you give up another ten percent?"
Yang Cui shook her head: "No, I want 50%, there's no room for discussion. Actually, there's no rush to decide. Such a big matter definitely needs to be carefully considered."
Just as he finished speaking, Cen Xiao returned.
However, he did not return alone; he was accompanied by a young man who was handsome and exuded an air of nobility.
Everyone bowed in unison: "Greetings, Eldest Grandson of the Emperor."
It's actually the eldest grandson of the emperor!
Yang Cui then remembered that such a person had indeed appeared in the original work, and finally remembered what had flashed through her mind yesterday!
Xue Bing's embezzlement is related to him!
Yang Cui was stunned, recalling the plot of the book, and forgot to bow until Chen Shiqi secretly tugged at her clothes, and she realized what was happening.
"This humble woman has been impolite; please forgive her, Your Majesty."
"It's alright. I've long heard of Madam Cen's great reputation. I've come uninvited today, so please don't be angry, Madam Cen."
The eldest grandson of the emperor is the son of the first prince. He is sixteen years old this year, and his father passed away six years ago. The emperor, mindful of his young age and the loss of his father, bestowed upon him the title of Prince An.
With all the guests present, as the hostess, she couldn't afford to be distracted by recalling the plot of the book, so she could only greet them first.
Now that the eldest grandson of the emperor has arrived, it's no longer appropriate to discuss business.
Yang Cui, Wang Shi, Chen Shiqi, and other women voluntarily retreated to other areas, giving the main stage to the men.
"Mrs. Cen, when are you going to write a new storybook?" Chen Shiqi asked. "Your stories are all very exciting, especially 'The Villainous Female Supporting Character'."
Rumors are circulating in Kyoto that "The Villainous Female Supporting Character" is written by Qiu Mingxuan, so when Wang Shi heard Chen Shiqi ask this question, she couldn't help but look at Yang Cui.
Yang Cui said calmly and without blushing, "I've been too busy lately and haven't had time to write."
"Mrs. Cen, you'd better be careful of Qiu Mingxuan. That woman is very wicked."
Chen Shiqi looked resentful when she talked about Qiu Mingxuan. Yang Cui didn't know about the grudge between her and Qiu Mingxuan, nor did she know Chen Shiqi's character, so she just smiled and nodded in response.
They left after lunch.
Only then could Yang Cui calm down and recall the plot of the book. The book did not describe the corruption case in the General's Mansion in much detail, so Yang Cui did not initially connect the eldest grandson of the emperor with the corruption case.
It wasn't until she saw the eldest grandson of the emperor that she suddenly remembered something mentioned in the book: many noble families in the capital were short of grain, with the General's Mansion being the worst affected!
Upon investigation, it was discovered that all the grain was in the hands of the eldest grandson of the emperor. Why would he hoard so much grain? Would the royal family lack food?
Soon after, news broke that the eldest grandson of the emperor was hoarding grain with the intention of rebellion, and that a dragon robe was found in his Prince An's residence, which enraged the emperor!
The title of Prince An, the eldest grandson of the emperor, was revoked, and he was eventually exiled to guard the imperial mausoleum, never to leave it for the rest of his life.
The following year, he contracted a cold and died at the age of eighteen.
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