What kind of job? Go home and farm!

Meng Liang finally returned with a satisfactory result.

Meanwhile, the upper class of Kyoto has received news that the Meng family's "Zuixianlou" will launch new products.

It is said that each of them is a priceless ingredient.

"Humph, it's just grandstanding!"

A young man with dyed blue hair sneered, his face full of disdain.

Who doesn’t know that the ingredients at Piaoxianglou are better than those at Zuixianlou?

The Meng family only gives them face because they are flattering the Qin family. Otherwise, their restaurant would have closed down long ago.

The young man with blue hair is Li Mengsong, the young master of Piaoxianglou.

Their family has been running the restaurant for generations, and it is said that the chef in their restaurant is a descendant of the former imperial chef.

Therefore, many people come here just to taste the cooking skills of the legendary imperial chef.

This legendary descendant of the imperial chef is indeed quite skilled in cooking, and he specializes in Shandong cuisine.

Among them, the Nine-Turn Large Intestine is his best.

Many people were conquered by his Shandong cuisine, including many government officials and wealthy children.

If someone could hold a banquet at Piaoxianglou, it would be a very prestigious thing if people could tell others about it.

"Yes, Master Li, who in Kyoto doesn't know that it is a respectable thing to hold a banquet in your restaurant?

He is far inferior to Zuixianlou!"

The yellow-haired young man's face was full of flattery, and he kept saying flattering things.

The blue-haired young man, Li Mengsong, was very pleased to hear the compliment from the yellow-haired young man, and his face was full of arrogance.

"Of course, you don't need to tell me! Today is the day they launch new dishes, go and find out some information."

Although Li Mengsong enjoyed the compliments from others in his heart, he showed an indifferent expression on his face.

He was not as relaxed as he appeared to be. Although his restaurant had its advantages, there was basically no innovation in its dishes.

Many guests were attracted to Zuixianlou, and he couldn't help but feel anxious.

He had also been to Zuixianlou, where the service, environment, and dishes were all better than his own, although he didn't want to admit it.

But facts speak louder than words.

The clients received by Zuixianlou are all either rich or noble. Basically, important dinners such as business dinners, friends’ gatherings, etc. are all held at Zuixianlou.

They almost always hold banquets in their house!

This often made Li Mengsong grit his teeth.

He also wanted to imitate Zuixianlou, but his elders in his family would never allow it.

Frankly speaking, those things in Zuixianlou are not serious. What does it look like for the waitresses to wear cheongsams?

Isn't this just to seduce those men?

Faced with the old-fashioned elders, Li Mengsong was helpless and could only watch Zuixianlou make a fortune every day.

Zuixianlou is launching a new product today, and he also needs to get the latest news.

It would be best if we could poach the supplier of the ingredients!

Zuixian Tower.

Many people who got the news couldn't wait to show up at Zuixianlou.

"I heard that your restaurant is launching new products today. What are they?"

A man in luxurious clothes, hugging a sexy woman, stopped a waiter.

The waiters were all professionally trained and were not panicked at all. They spoke with a proper smile on their faces:

"Hello, Mr. Huang. Our restaurant has indeed launched several new dishes today, and you will receive a precious gift if you spend over one million."

The man was a frequent customer of Zuixianlou, so almost all the waiters remembered him.

Those who can come here to eat are either rich or noble, so Mr. Huang naturally doesn't care about this little money.

He was just a little impatient, "What new dishes? And why is it so mysterious? Same old rules, still the same private room."

The waiter was also very professional and led them to the private room with a smile.

Soon a waiter came up with a menu.

When ordering, the tea artist skillfully demonstrated a set of tea brewing and then served the tea to the guests.

Mr. Huang has been here several times and knows exactly what dishes Zuixianlou has.

After taking the menu from the waiter, he looked at the names of the new dishes and said, "Let's serve your new dishes and your restaurant's signature dishes."

"Oh, and two more bottles of Romanee-Conti."

He really couldn't tell what the dishes were just by looking at their names, so he just served them all.

The waiter said in a gentle voice, please wait, the food will be ready soon.

Then he left the box.

Zuixianlou has a quiet environment, antique decoration, and delicious dishes. It is a great place to entertain guests and discuss business.

In addition, Zuixianlou also has some special services. As long as you have money, you can order singing, dancing and other programs.

Best of all, it comes out fast!

Soon, the waiter came with a food cart and placed the dishes on the table one by one.

While arranging the dishes, they also introduce them.

"This is today's new dish, Panlong Luosu."

"New arrival: Drunken Fairy Duck."

"New sweet and fragrant jasper."

Mr. Huang followed the waiter to place the dishes on the table, his eyes fixed on the new dishes.

He resisted the urge to interrupt the waiter and waited until the waiter finished serving the dishes.

"Is this your new product? Aren't these eggplants, ducks, and cucumbers?"

How dare you promote such ordinary vegetables so highly?

Is Mr. Meng out of his mind?

Although the waitresses were also confused, this was the boss's rule and they were just employees. How could they know what the boss was thinking?

They can only do what their boss tells them to do.

She complained in her heart, but she was still very professional and explained with a smile:

"Mr. Huang, this is what our boss decided to launch. He has his reasons for doing things. You can try it first!"

Mr. Huang also knew that there was no point in telling the waitress this, so he could only wave his hand impatiently and ask her to leave.

"Okay, please enjoy your meal!"

The waiter respectfully left the box.

"Forget it, it looks like I'm going to be the scapegoat this time."

Mr. Huang looked like he was unlucky, but the sexy woman comforted him:

"Honey, maybe these dishes taste good? Let's try them first?"

The woman was very optimistic. It was not her money that was being spent, so she didn't feel bad at all.

Besides, no matter how stupid Mr. Meng is, he can’t damage his own reputation, right?

"hope so!"

He saw the menu. Just one dish of eggplant cost tens of thousands. Young Master Meng was really bold!

He could have just snatched it away, but he was still willing to give them a dish of eggplant.

After they tasted the eggplant, they realized that Meng Shao was not arrogant.

This taste is definitely worth the money!

Woohoo, he will never doubt Meng Shao again!

This is not eggplant at all, this is the eggplant that the emperor eats!

No, this is the eggplant that gods eat!

And this drunken duck, the meat is firm and chewy, it is definitely the most delicious duck he has ever eaten!

The stir-fried cucumber and meat is also very good!

Neither of them cared about their image and just kept wolfing down the food, soon finishing the new dishes.

He even burped.

Just as the two were staring at the remaining dishes, the waiter came in with a fruit plate.