Peerless: After traveling through time, who would still want to be Tang San's son-in-law?

Chapter 130 Soul Saint... Cutting Tofu
You have to know that the people who come to Jiubao Restaurant are all wealthy people with plenty of money, and they obviously have a greater demand for private rooms.

Therefore, the number of private rooms in Jiubao Restaurant is far greater than the number of tables in the hall. Unexpectedly, even so, there is still not a single private room left in Jiubao Restaurant.

But come to think of it, Jiubao Restaurant has put the tables outside the restaurant, and it seems that they have also occupied some areas of other Jiubao Chamber of Commerce stores, so it makes sense that the private rooms are full.

I don’t know why, Jiubao Chamber of Commerce’s business is suddenly so booming.

……

"Table 13 in Area A has ordered a portion of braised lion's head. Old Xu, you have to prepare it first!"

"Area B..."

"This is for Area A, No. 12. Don't send it to the wrong person!"

In the bustling kitchen, a man was facing a hundred or so orders and giving orders to the kitchen staff.

Every time a dish was served, Uncle Jiu would cross out the corresponding dish name on the list.

At this moment, the kitchen team of about a hundred people seemed so exhausted that the speed at which the dishes were served barely exceeded the speed at which the diners ordered orders.

"Uncle Jiu! Uncle Jiu!" The receptionist who had left earlier carefully avoided the crowd of people delivering food and ran towards the person who was directing the work in the kitchen.

"What's wrong again?" The man called Uncle Jiu yelled angrily at the front desk.

Can't you see he's so busy now? He has to keep an eye on all the orders so that there won't be any mistakes.

"Someone wants a private room." The receptionist said breathlessly.

Uncle Jiu shouted angrily: "Didn't I tell you that there are no more boxes!"

"But..." The receptionist suppressed her rapid breathing and said loudly, "But the person who wants the box is from Shrek!"

"Even if you are from Shrek, you have to wait for me!"

Uncle Jiu roared angrily, even the sound of cooking in the kitchen was suppressed.

"Wait!" Uncle Jiu suddenly realized something.

"You said... it's someone from Shrek who wants a private room?"

"Yes!" The receptionist nodded quickly.

"His baby!" Uncle Jiu cursed inwardly.

"Hey you, yes, it's you. Don't help deliver the food yet. Come and keep an eye on it for me."

Uncle Jiu yelled at the girl who was previously in charge of coordinating the kitchen and the waiters, and immediately walked outside.

At the same time, Uncle Jiu was frantically thinking about the list of forces inside each box.

Uncle Jiu soon found his target and rushed to the corresponding box.

After some discussion, Uncle Jiu used all his strength to persuade the sons of nobles inside and gave up a lot of benefits before they agreed to give up this box.

At least most of these noble sons were born out of wedlock, so they were much easier to deal with than those in other boxes.

Looking at the messy box, Uncle Jiu waved his right hand with a dark face. The light of the storage soul guide flashed, and the box was emptied in an instant.

Then he waved his left hand again, and a brand new set of tables, chairs and tableware appeared out of thin air in the box.

"Go and invite those people from Shrek in, and be polite."

After solving the problem in the private room, Uncle Jiu hurried back to the kitchen. The girl was a bit dull and prone to making mistakes once she got busy. Uncle Jiu was really worried about leaving her alone in the kitchen.

Led by the front desk staff, Shrek and his group finally occupied a private room.

Sitting on the soft sofa, Jiang Nannan said with emotion: "The business of this Jiubao Restaurant is really booming!"

They had been outside for so long and didn't even have a place to sit down.

Wang Yan greeted everyone and said, "Okay, come and order some food."

Jiang Nannan rushed over immediately. She had just seen several delicious-looking dishes outside. Naturally, the others were not willing to lag behind. They were drooling just by looking at them outside. "What are you looking at? Have one of each first."

Mr. Xuan said bluntly.

He was so focused on the game that he didn't even notice the Jiubao Restaurant in Xingluo City. He felt like he was wrong.

Jiang Nannan glanced at the menu and was immediately shocked.

The dish on this menu costs fifty gold soul coins even at its lowest price. It seems to be called something like Wensi Tofu, a strange name...

What does tofu mean?
As for the highest price, it costs tens of thousands of gold soul coins. It seems to be the meat of some ten thousand year old soul beast. However, it says that it is supplied at irregular intervals and is currently out of stock.

This is the cheapest
Huo Yuhao naturally used his spiritual power to detect how many dishes the Jiubao Chamber of Commerce had created, but he was immediately attracted by the Wensi tofu.

The Jiubao Chamber of Commerce is really good. They have developed their knife skills to the point where they can make Wensi tofu in such a short time.

Following Master Xuan's order, everyone at Shrek gave up on ordering food and were too lazy to even look at the menu. Instead, they were looking forward to what kind of dishes this popular Jiubao Restaurant would serve.

"My goodness, these guys from Shrek really know how to eat!"

Looking at the receptionist who came to report the news, Uncle Jiu suddenly cursed again.

Currently, Jiubao Restaurant has a menu of over a hundred dishes, which can be divided into thousands of types based on the different ingredients. Shrek actually ordered one of each?
What a joke, how can the meat of thousand-year-old soul beasts be cooked in a short time? It must be ordered half a month in advance. All the guys from Shrek used ingredients of the hundred-year level.

Thinking of Shrek's identity, Uncle Jiu sent some dishes that were intended for other tables to Shrek's table first.

As he thought about it, Uncle Jiu skillfully instructed the kitchen staff to prepare the ingredients, and at the same time took out a piece of tofu while cursing.

At the same time, summon your own martial soul.

Uncle Jiu’s martial spirit is actually a dagger. The most important thing is... there are seven soul rings on this dagger, two yellow, three purple, and two black. He is actually a Soul Sage.

With a flash of the knife, the tofu instantly turned into thousands of silk-like threads, which fell into the bowl under the influence of gravity.

"My dear, I will report this to the higher-ups later and ask them to remove this Wensi tofu from the shelves. Isn't this dish just for disgusting people?"

It was the first time that Uncle Jiu saw the dignified War Soul Saint come to the kitchen to get his martial soul to cut vegetables.

Don't let him know who created this damn Wensi tofu!
"H--sneeze!"

Huo Yuhao sneezed for no apparent reason.

Strange, who is talking about me at this time? Could it be that Xiao Hongchen has woken up?

"Hey, what are you still standing there for?" Wang Dong said to Huo Yuhao who was distracted.

At this moment, Wang Yan had finished his celebratory speech and was holding up a glass, waiting for everyone to clink glasses.

"Cheers to our champion!" Ma Xiaotao spoke first.

"cheers!"

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Different from the warm atmosphere on Shrek's side, the atmosphere on the Sun-Moon Team was surprisingly depressing. The team leader and Mr. Ma stayed in the room of the Hongchen brothers and sisters.

"According to the inferences of those healing soul masters, Xiao Hongchen should have woken up!"

The teacher in charge said anxiously.

"Water... water..."

As soon as the teacher in charge finished speaking, Xiao Hongchen's weak voice rang out.

Old Ma quickly took out a glass of water and put it close to Xiao Hongchen's mouth.

After licking a few sips of water in a panic, Xiao Hongchen said weakly: "Meng...how is she?"

　Have you been too lazy recently? It took a lot of energy to sort out the later plots, and I was busy during the day, so I couldn't push the plot forward (尺v尺)
　　
　
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