After returning from Liu Mansion, it was approaching evening and before Qin Feng set off, Ya'an brought people to Qin Mansion to visit.
Looking at the harmless smile of the other party, Qin Feng twitched the corner of his mouth and said: "Since I promised you before, I will naturally not default on my debt. You don't need to come to the Qin Mansion to block me."
Ya'an waved his hand: "Brother Qin treats a gentleman with a villain's heart. I'm just worried that Brother Qin is a newbie here and doesn't know the way to the Star Reaching Tower, so I came here to lead the way."
Qin Feng glanced at Wang Xu next to him, and said with a strange expression: "Are you leading the way? If Uncle Wang hadn't led the way, you might not even be able to find the door to the Qin Mansion, right?"
These words struck a chord with Ya'an. She looked down and turned her head away, walking towards the west.
But Wang Xu stopped him: "Sir, the way to Zhaixing Tower is on the other side."
The scene was a little awkward for a while
He was going to be slaughtered anyway, Qin Feng originally wanted to ask his wife to go to Zhaixing Tower with Ningshuang to try something new.
But the two of them didn't know why. After coming out of Liu Mansion, something felt wrong, and they looked at him evasively.
Even the proposal to go to the Star Reaching Tower together was rejected by the two of them.
In their words, they have more important things to do.
Is it cultivation?
Qin Feng didn't know why, so he could only leave Qin Mansion with Heitan Tou as his bodyguard.
"Miss, my uncle is gone." Lan Ningshuang said crisply in the kitchen.
"Yeah." With Liu Jianli's strength, he naturally knew that Qin Feng had left.
They had already dismissed all the servants in the kitchen in order to hone their cooking skills.
They couldn't count on that unreliable mother, so when they were in Liu's Mansion, they went to look for grandma and got her ancestral recipe.
I have to say that the recipes given by my grandma are completely different from those given by my mother.
Not only does it mention how the vegetables and meat should be handled, but the heat, cooking time, and the amount of oil, salt, sauce, and vinegar are also carefully marked.
In Lan Ningshuang's heart, her admiration for her grandma has reached a new level.
"How's the restaurant going?" Ya'an asked aloud on the way.
"The people from Shen Gongfang have been asked to build it. It will be open for business in at least three days." Qin Feng replied while looking at the surrounding scenery.
Fengtian City is the imperial capital after all, and even after dark, the lights are still brightly lit.
There was an endless stream of people coming and going, and the shouts of the vendors were even louder than during the day.
Ya'an nodded and reminded: "The Imperial Capital is not as good as Qiyuan City. It is not that simple for your restaurant to become famous here."
"Of course I understand this, but don't I still have you?" Qin Feng said with a smile.
"How do you want me to help you?" Ya'an asked curiously.
"If I remember correctly, the auction of Jubaozhai should be coming soon. When we were in Jinyang City, in addition to Immortal Drunkenness, I also gave you a seasoning that can enhance the freshness. Do you remember?"
Ya'an nodded clearly: "I understand what you mean. I will rely on my connections to have Jubaozhai in Fengtian City auction your seasonings and take the opportunity to build the reputation of your restaurant."
"Thank you very much." Qin Feng said, cupping his fists.
"But what's the benefit of me helping you like this?" Ya'an asked.
"Given our relationship, wouldn't it be awkward to talk about benefits? Besides, you can also get a commission on the monthly profits of Wangyueju's branch.
The more the restaurant makes, the more you will naturally make."
"Oh, they are all businessmen. Don't do this with me. Let Fengtian City's Jubaozhai help. I will also have to spend favors and costs."
Isn’t it said that women are emotional? It’s useless to play the emotional card. It’s really a waste of money. Qin Feng’s face stiffened: “Then what do you want?”
"I want to get five more points from the restaurant's monthly profit from now on.
Of course, I won't let you suffer. If you continue to open a branch in Fengtian City in the future, I will also help you select a location and promote it.
We can even provide you with manpower and let you borrow the name of Jubaozhai, what do you think?" Ya'an turned his head and looked.
Five points for these, no matter how you look at it, it's a profit.
If you want to gain a firm foothold in Fengtian City, you will definitely have to face all kinds of monsters and monsters.
Jubaozhai, with its mysterious background, is the best shelter for the restaurant.
However, although he had already accepted the proposal in his heart, Qin Feng still pretended to be wrong: "Is five points too much? For the sake of our friendship, how about three points?"
A businessman who cannot afford to start early will naturally make more if he can.
Ya'an pondered for a moment. She was very optimistic about the prospects of Qin Feng Restaurant. After all, the immortal drunkenness and hot pot made her eyes light up even if she had eaten delicacies from all over the world.
As long as this restaurant is well run, it can definitely compete with Zhai Xing Restaurant, and it will be a huge profit.
Ya'an, who wanted to understand, was about to agree, but found Qin Feng's eyes drifting elsewhere.
Then he looked around and saw that it was in the direction of the brothel.
Needless to say, there are warblers and swallows, and the beauties half-hiding their faces while hugging the pipa. The light gauze curtains and fragrant red sleeves add to the charm.
Looking at those beauties, Qin Feng sighed in his heart, after all, the brothels in Fengtian City, even the girls standing on the street, can compare with the courtesans in Jinyang City.
It's no wonder that Mr. Shi, the old prostitute, had only been to Fengtian City a few times and was full of praise for the brothel girls here.
Looking at the specifications of the brothel building, Qin Feng opened his eyes by slashing his butt with a knife.
He had read in a book that brothels were also divided into three, six or nine grades.
The names of the best first- and second-class brothels usually end with courtyard, pavilion or pavilion, which sound very elegant.
For example, in the Piaoxiangyuan not far ahead, the second-story attic is semi-open, and each room is designed like a courtyard.
There are graceful girls playing the guzheng or the jade flute, and there are even people swinging there!
Along with the swing of the swing, under the pink dress and thin skirt, the jade legs are looming, which is alluring.
This is much better than those girls standing on the street who directly show their legs!
Qin Feng became excited after reading it, thinking of a poem from his previous life, and couldn't help but read out: "After a thousand years of playing, I stand up and straighten my slender hands, with thick dew and thin clothes, and thin clothes with thin sweat."
Wang Xu, who was also attracted by the brothel, turned around and praised, "Master Qin is really talented in poetry. This poem really speaks to my heart."
"No, no, it's just something I feel." Qin Feng waved his hand.
"As expected of Brother Qin, who wrote poems about eternal beauties in Baihua Valley. These poems are really easy to come by.
However, I hope Brother Qin will use this poetic talent in the right way and don't make mistakes." Ya'an said coldly.
Why are you speaking in such a strange manner? Is it because you took some gunpowder? Qin Feng twitched the corner of his mouth and brought the topic back to the topic: "By the way, that suggestion I just made."