Pastoral fierce wife busy farming

1292 Chapter 1295
Seeing Monk Zhiyuan's self-reproach, Su Liyou kicked him, and said, "My dear disciple, you are surrounded by a master now, so what are you worrying about?"

Only then did Monk Zhiyuan look up at his newly worshiped young Grand Master.

Su Li squatted next to Monk Zhiyuan, and said, "My dear disciple, do you know who owns the restaurant that Princess Mingyu is targeting?"

Su Li had just learned about such gossip, let alone Monk Zhiyuan, so he naturally shook his head in confusion.

"Then Princess Mingyu is going to deal with your grand master and my restaurant!" Su Li said.

Monk Zhiyuan let out annoyed: "So, I also ruined Grand Master's restaurant?"

"Is there anyone like you who grows others' aspirations and destroys your own prestige?" Su Li stared at Monk Zhiyuan with wide eyes: "Your ancestral recipes are indeed delicious. My meat vegetarian series is the same as your ancestral craftsmanship. It is a vegetarian restaurant, but the taste is too different, and no one can beat the other. The taste of Princess Mingyu’s vegetarian restaurant is also very different from that of the restaurant I opened. At most, two restaurants exist at the same time. What do diners want to eat? It depends on the taste."

Monk Zhiyuan thought about it carefully and understood this truth.Two restaurants with different tastes can exist at the same time, but if two restaurants with similar tastes open together, only the one with better taste can survive.

Thinking about it this way, Monk Zhiyuan knew that he hadn't caused any loss to Su Li's restaurant.

Su Li looked at Monk Zhiyuan, and raised his voice: "But! But! But! This girl is upset with that Princess Mingyu, she opened a restaurant to target me, right? Come, come, whoever is afraid of him!"

Su Li's fighting spirit rose all of a sudden, and Monk Zhiyuan was taken aback, thinking that his face suddenly lit up after what the Grand Master said!
Next to him, Xiao Zetian looked at his little wife who was full of fighting spirit with a doting look on his face.

He likes Su Li's confident appearance the most, never giving up!
"Great Master, what's your plan?" Monk Zhiyuan was infected by Su Li, and his fighting spirit also came.

"Yes, yes!" Su Li rolled his eyes, "My dear disciple, have you ever heard a saying that the only one who can defeat me is another stronger self?"

Monk Zhiyuan shook his head in bewilderment, expressing that he had never heard of it.

Su Li smiled mysteriously, and whispered in Monk Zhiyuan's ear, "My dear disciple, your grand master and I have a secret weapon. Once we use it, the whole culinary world will change..."

Su Li murmured something in Monk Zhiyuan's ear, and Monk Zhiyuan was shocked after listening, "Grand Master, your method is so simple, is it really feasible?"

"Of course it's possible!" Su Li patted his chest confidently: "This time I promise to pay for Princess Mingyu's underpants!"

"Okay!" Monk Zhiyuan was very uncertain, but now that he was forced into a dead end, the only way to save the livelihood of more than 1000 people in Tianque Temple was the one Su Li said!
Then let's try it!
Monk Zhiyuan's fighting spirit was burning in his heart. In this battle in the kitchen, either they died at Tianque Temple or Princess Mingyu died!
Let's see who pays for the underpants in the end!
Monk Zhiyuan stood upright, Su Li watched his good disciple rekindle his fighting spirit, and felt that his bright brow, which looked like a braised egg, was glowing!

(End of this chapter)