Zongwu: Give you a chance and get a 10,000 times critical hit return!

Chapter 187: Western Tantric Buddhism, gift of "Shao Wu Zhen Jing", a thousand times critical return!

Taihe Building!

The Song Dynasty was a catering giant as famous as Lefenglou.

Suzhou Branch.

The shopkeeper Qian, who used to welcome customers with a smile, now can't smile anymore when he sees the customers leaving.

Zuirenju previously targeted the middle-end market.

But now, like Taihelou, it has begun to focus on mid- to high-end catering and serve mid- to high-end customers.

But there are only so many mid- to high-end customers in Suzhou City. If there are more of you, there will naturally be fewer of me, and the two families will naturally be like water and fire.

Although half of those who left may have just opened for business to join in the fun, it would be a loss if even one stayed.

Moreover, this will give the remaining guests a feeling that Taihe Building is no longer functioning.

What do mid- to high-end guests pursue?

face!

If Taihe Tower is not lively enough and can’t hold up the scene, why would people come again?

At this time, Luo Heng, dressed in a gray shirt, came in from outside. Manager Qian asked him to find out the situation of Taihe Tower and Yuelai Inn.

"How about it?"

Luo Heng said with a sullen face, "In front of Zuirenju, there is a constant stream of traffic and guests, and every room in Yuelai Inn is full!"

"Zuirenju has also hired a group of beautiful women to serve as waiters!"

Shopkeeper Qian frowned and asked, "How are their food and drinks?"

Luo Heng said: "Chef Chen Qing, and the other two chefs Li Yuan and Xie Ziqing, the dishes are naturally not bad, as for the wine..."

Need I say more?

[Yubingshao] from [Tianjiufang] is now the most popular liquor in the city.

Shopkeeper Qian frowned and said, "You come with bad intentions!"

He paces back and forth.

"Let's go and take a look!"

It was already noon when Shopkeeper Qian and Luo Heng arrived at Zuirenju.

The restaurant is hung with red cloth and colorful ribbons, looking grand and imposing.

The guests coming in and out are either wealthy people in the city or heroes from the martial arts world, and it is very lively.

"Hey, isn't this Shopkeeper Qian?"

Shopkeeper Qian turned around and saw that it was Gu Changqing. He bowed and said, "Master Gu!"

"Hey, sir, you come to Zuirenju to eat too?" Gu Changqing said.

Shopkeeper Qian coughed lightly and said with a smile: "This is a new business opening, come and show your support!"

Gu Changqing smiled faintly and said, "Competitors are enemies. Shopkeeper Qian, you better be careful!"

Luo Heng watched him lead the yamen runners in, snorted coldly, and said: "This Gu Changqing is the running dog of the Jingguo Mansion!"

He had no favorable feelings towards the Jingguo Mansion at all.

He fell into Taihu Lake and nearly drowned.

There is still a taste of mud in my mouth now.

Manager Qian took a breath, shook his head, and walked into the restaurant with Luo Heng.

He seemed to be looking at it casually, but he was paying attention to every detail.

The first floor was already full of people, the aroma of food and wine was wafting in the air, the guests were smiling, and the noise was quite lively.

From time to time, beautiful women would come and go, serving tea and water, and passing dishes and wine.

They all wore sky blue silk skirts, simple and elegant.

passing time.

There is a faint fragrance emanating from her body, which makes people feel calm and peaceful, and prevents them from having any dirty thoughts.

Their looks are actually average.

But with her skirt fluttering, her beautiful smile, her soft voice and her slightly exposed calves, she looks even more charming and intoxicating.

Shopkeeper Qian had a gloomy face and said, "Zuirenju is really a place that is immoral."

But such a restaurant.

How could no one come, especially men?

It's not just Taihe Building.

Manager Qian and Luo Heng sat down, took the menu, and ordered a few ordinary side dishes.

Although it is just an ordinary side dish, it is prepared very delicately.

Although each plate is not much, it tastes great.

The private rooms, waterside pavilions, and small buildings have all been fully booked.

There are no seats left upstairs or downstairs.

Shopkeeper Qian frowned.

"Old Qian, we have to think of a way!" Luo Heng said.

Shopkeeper Qian shook his head and said, "It's open now, so we can't tell anything. Let's wait and see for another three days!"

In Suzhou city, other restaurants and inns have felt the pressure from Zuirenju and Yuelai Inn.

Unfortunately, they still have no solution.

Zuirenju and Yuelai Inn are under the name of Duke Jingguo's Mansion, who dares to cause trouble?

People in the underworld like to take revenge, but they don’t like to die.

They also look at the person they are dealing with.

Who dares to provoke the Duke of Jingguo's Mansion now?

Yuelai Inn, West City Branch!

Bao Buliang smiled sweetly and handled the guests skillfully.

No matter what she said, she was still the lady of Jinfeng Manor.

Not only is she well-educated and well-mannered, but she was also the one who managed the household when Bao Bu Tong was wandering around.

As she watched the guests check in one by one and even the two courtyards were reserved, she finally put her mind at ease.

The graceful Mu Nianci came to her side and whispered, "Sister Bao, my father said that there are guests at a table, so we need to pay attention!"

"Ok?"

Bao Buliang followed Mu Nianci's gaze.

There are tables of guests against the wall.

There were seven lamas wearing red silk robes.

The one sitting alone was wearing a yellow shirt, had a big head and a round face, bright eyes, protruding temples, and golden skin.

As if noticing someone was watching him, the great lama turned around.

The sharp gaze made Bao Buliang's eyes hurt.

At this time.

Suddenly someone slapped the table and said in a deep voice, "Someone come!"

The waiter came forward and asked with a smile, "Guest, have you finished your meal?"

The guest was sitting alone, with a sword on the table. He was about thirty years old, with high eyebrows and deep eyes, and did not look like a Jiangnan person.

However, there are many foreigners coming to Suzhou now.

Solitary swordsmen like him are not uncommon.

"Bill, please!"

The swordsman nodded: "But we don't have any money."

The waiter was startled. It was the first time he had seen someone eating for free. He quickly said with a smile, "Sir, please stop joking with me!"

The swordsman said coldly: "I'm not kidding, I really don't have any money!"

Bao Buliang came over, pointed at the long sword on his table, and said, "Then... sir, you can deposit the sword first, and redeem it when you have money?"

The swordsman sneered: "This is my personal sword. As long as the sword is alive, I am alive. If the sword dies, I die!"

"So what are the guests going to do?"

Bao Buliang chuckled and said, "Do you really want to eat for free?"

"Yes, I'll definitely eat this free meal!"

The swordsman sneered, "The Duke of Jingguo's family is so wealthy, and they still care about this meal? What can you do to me?"

The diners and guests around were looking forward to the show.

I don’t know how I will deal with it if the bag is not pretty.

Bao Buliang shook her head and smiled, "The Jingguo Mansion is a wealthy family, but why should they give you a free meal?"

"If the guests really have no money, they can help in the kitchen, wash the dishes, and exchange this meal for something they have earned without any effort. That's not what a real man should do!"

The swordsman looked at her deeply.

Faced with this expression on your face, can you still keep smiling and take it calmly?

He reached out and took out a silver ingot, placed it on the table, then stood up and left.