The crowd dispersed.
Wu Shiren stomped his foot in anger and glared fiercely at Zhao Tian.
"This is the food you prepared. Now look what happened, not only did you not sell a single bowl, but you also ruined your reputation."
Serves him right!
If Ruyi Tower had been set on fire, would this have happened?
What good is it to realize there's a crisis now?
Although Zhao Tian was unwilling, Wu Shiren was, after all, the shopkeeper, so he had to force a smile and argue,
"Boss, hot and sour noodles are definitely supposed to be hot and sour. I made them according to the locals' tastes. How could they not be delicious? It's just that these people are too picky and too difficult to please."
Wu Shiren lowered his head and smelled the remaining half bowl of noodles, then frowned. "It's not that people are hard to please, it's just that what you made just doesn't taste right."
"That's impossible! We've added all the necessary seasonings, how could it taste wrong!"
As he spoke, Wang Qi lowered his head and took a bite; the sour and spicy flavor shot straight to the top of his head.
"Oh my god, this is so spicy! Zhao Tian, how many chilies did you put in?"
Wu Shih-jen kept shaking his head and sighing, "I trusted you all so much, but you can't even handle this small thing."
Zhao Tian spread his hands, his face full of bitter smiles and helplessness. "Boss, I'm not trying to be discouraging, but even if we can make hot and sour noodles, it's useless. Look at the spicy hot pot that they sell over there. Everyone who has tried it says it's delicious. We just can't make it taste the same."
One of the onlookers said, “You guys don’t need to bother. It’s a waste of time. Ruyi Restaurant’s new pickled radish and pickled chicken feet are absolutely delicious. The radish is sweet and crunchy with a unique spiciness, and the chicken feet are so good you’ll love them more and more. I guarantee you’ll only find this place in the entire Da Ning Dynasty.”
Wang Qi nodded in agreement. "That's right. This morning I wanted to sneak a peek at how they made hot and sour noodles, but as soon as I got around to the back of Ruyi Building, I smelled a special aroma. I've never smelled anything like it before. It's so addictive, I can't stop eating it."
I was just about to climb over the wall to take a look when I heard a series of barking dogs. Then I saw Liu Dashao come out, which scared me so much that I quickly ran back inside.
Wu Shiren glared at him, annoyed. "You good-for-nothing, can't you even use your brain when you go to steal techniques?"
"Shopkeeper, what do you mean?"
Wu Shiren ignored him, but a good idea came to him. Since Chen Feng could secretly learn martial arts, he could also arrange for someone to enter Ruyi Tower.
Once you learn the secret recipes for hot and sour noodles, spicy hot pot, and pickled radish, what's there to fear about Chen Feng causing a stir?
"Alright, pack your things, I'll treat you to a meal at a restaurant."
"Manager, our shop is... is closing down," Zhao Tian said, stunned.
Wu Shih-jen remained silent with a gloomy face, walking towards Ruyi Tower with his hands behind his back.
Seeing this, several master chefs immediately followed. They were also very curious about the spicy hot pot and other dishes, and wanted to taste for themselves what they were like that attracted diners from all over the country.
Ruyi Tower.
Wu Shiren, along with Zhao Tian, Wang Qi, and his daughter Wu Cuihua, swaggered into Ruyi Tower.
Upon entering, one is immediately drawn to the exquisite decor; the hall features carved beams and painted rafters, and the tables and chairs are all crafted from the finest mahogany.
The walls are adorned with exquisite calligraphy and paintings, which are both elegant and classy.
An enticing aroma wafted into my nostrils, sending a tingling, numbing sensation through me—it was incredibly tempting.
Before the group could recover from the décor, they heard several diners speaking loudly.
"The food at Ruyilou is absolutely amazing! Every dish is a feast for the eyes, nose, and palate. It's even better than what I had at Yuebinlou in Beijing!"
"Yes, the knife skills and the control of the heat are superb. Especially this pickled radish, I never thought that an ordinary radish could be made so delicious."
"That's right. I've traveled all over the country for so many years, and I've never tasted such a unique flavor. The taste is truly unforgettable."
"This mala tang is both numbing and spicy, leaving a lasting impression."
At this moment, a scholar-like man spontaneously recited a poem.
"The delicacies of Ruyilou are exquisite, leaving a lingering fragrance on the lips and teeth. Such flavors should only exist in heaven, and are rarely found on earth."
Hearing the praise from everyone, Wu Shih-ren was so angry that his stomach swelled up.
Looking at the packed lobby, he called out loudly, "Waiter, are there any seats left?"
The waiter was so busy that he was covered in sweat and didn't even notice the shouts.
Zhao Tian immediately retorted sarcastically, "Ruyi Tower isn't all that great either. Nobody greets the guests when they come. I don't think it will last long."
Wang Qi chimed in with sarcastic remarks, "Exactly! There's not a single person at the entrance of a service industry store; it's incredibly disrespectful to customers."
Wu Cuihua glanced at the two of them and said in a light tone, "Master Wang, Master Zhao, the waiter is so busy, how could he be disrespectful to us?"
As they were talking, Chen Feng came over from the kitchen carrying a hot pot.
Wu Shiren's face was gloomy, and his tone carried a hint of anger, "What's wrong, Manager Chen? Don't you welcome us to dinner?"
Chen Feng was taken aback at first, but a look of surprise flashed in his eyes after he saw who it was.
In the past, he would have kicked these people out.
But recently, his younger sister has been teaching him to be tactful, meticulous, and to think before he speaks.
If we chase people away, it might give rise to gossip. As the saying goes, "A guest is a guest, and once they're in, they're welcome."
Thinking of this, he smiled slightly, "So it's Manager Wu who has graced us with his presence. I'm so sorry for not welcoming you sooner. Please come in."
As she spoke, she said to the busy waiter not far away, "Xiao Wu, we have guests. The guests at Tingyuxuan on the second floor just left. Hurry up and tidy up so we can take these guests there."
"Alright!" Xiao Wu immediately came over. "Gentlemen, please come upstairs."
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