Survival rules for restaurants: cooking and eating melons at the same time

When the girl saw the voting paper was posted, she smiled and said to An Qiao, "Thank you, young lady. The cakes you made are really delicious." Then she walked towards the boy with small steps. The boy took the girl up to the second floor. The cold boy and the bright girl were indeed a picture.

There are too many people coming today, even An Qiao can't tell who they are. She can only ask everyone to be careful and take care of themselves, treat everyone equally, and not to worry if they are not making too much noise. Harmony is the most important thing in everything.

"Master Luochuan!" A male voice came from not far away.

"What? Master Luochuan, Master Luochuan is here too!!!" The voices of the crowd gradually became fanatical.

"Young Master Luochuan is here. What else can compare to this poetry competition? Young Master Luochuan will definitely be the winner!!!" Some scholars also put away their pens silently.

An Qiao glanced back and saw the man coming out was a scholar with a jade-like belt and a white face. His plain white clothes made his skin almost transparent, and on the fan in his hand were written the two big characters "Luochuan".

An Qiao twitched the corners of her lips a few times inaudibly. Ah, is this person really okay? This person is a bit too eye-catching. Is this person okay?

Meanwhile, everyone was still discussing this Young Master Luochuan.

"Mr. Luochuan, he became famous for writing a poem called "Looking at Longjiang" in Longfeng Tower last year. He later wrote many good poems. Many restaurants like to invite him to write poems in their restaurants. This poem can make the entire restaurant popular."

"Who said it wasn't? I didn't expect that Young Master Luochuan would come to this Kyoto restaurant himself. I really don't know why... But it's normal that the girl is so pretty. What if Young Master Luochuan needs a playmate?" The man smiled obscenely, and he looked even uglier because of the alcohol.

"Oh, to be honest, maybe Young Master Luochuan really likes Miss An, a beautiful girl from a small family." Another scholar smiled slyly.

An Qiao runs a restaurant, so naturally she ignored what he said. There was no need for her to get involved with these hooligans, as if she was trying to prove herself.

However, she had indeed heard of the Dragon and Phoenix Tower.

The Dragon and Phoenix Tower was a restaurant that had been opened in the previous dynasty and was one of the best restaurants in the Dayan Dynasty.

With a long history and excellent geographical location, it is on the same line with the imperial city. People say that it is stained with dragon spirit, so it is called Dragon and Phoenix Tower. From the previous dynasty to the present, countless people who have been recorded in history books have written many good poems in the restaurant, which are still kept in the restaurant.

In the eyes of many students, failing the autumn examination is one thing, and whether or not one can enter the Dragon and Phoenix Tower is another.

If one climbs up to the Dragon and Phoenix Tower, even if one does not pass the imperial examination, one will be a well-known person in Kyoto Prefecture.

This Young Master Luochuan is probably one of them.

"Hello, Miss An, this is my poem." The weak voice of Young Master Luochuan came out. An Qiao glanced at him and took it with a smile. "Okay, my guest, enjoy your meal. I will post it all at once when I have collected ten. This way it will be fairer."

"Is that so? My dear, but I don't know how long I have to stay. You won't leave me alone, right?" Young Master Luochuan lowered his head with an innocent look in his eyes. An Qiao cursed silently in her heart, "You green tea girl, you're such a jerk. What a shame."

"No, sir, please rest assured. I do this only for the fairness of everyone." An Qiao replied in a businesslike tone, but in fact she had already cursed thousands of times in her heart.

This attitude was something An Qiao learned from the flight attendant before she traveled through time. After all, there are so many weirdos, and there is no point getting angry.

"Miss An, this is Young Master Luochuan. His poem will definitely be the first one posted. There is no need to wait for ten people." A scholar handed in a written poem.

An Qiao took over the poem and said, "Since everyone thinks that Master Luochuan can win first place, I also think that Master Luochuan can win first place, and Master Luochuan himself is so confident, everyone should be patient. There are many people participating today, so it is absolutely fair and just, and there is no need to wait too long. The two guests should go eat first."

Seeing that he couldn't impress the young lady, Master Luochuan gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, it's not convenient to change the rules. I'll go eat first."

After the two men left, An Qiao opened the two poems and examined them one by one. Since all the first drafts submitted were signed, An Qiao was not unable to recognize them. She just felt that the poems of this Young Master Luochuan were very similar to him, with a vague sense of fragility and shrinkage.

I don’t know how such a poem can always get first place. I’m afraid it’s just like those actors in the previous life whose acting skills and abilities don’t match. With more fans, the poetry will naturally be better.

I just don't know if this Young Master Luochuan can still get first place among the ten people who are put out today. It doesn't matter if he can't get first place, because it's not An Qiao's vote anyway, so she has nothing to fear.

Today's poetry gathering was very heated up because of the occasional appearance of lay Buddhists and poets, as well as the daughters and young ladies of wealthy families. When the little girl and Prince Qinyuan were about to leave, they met An Yuanyuan, the legitimate daughter of the Earl's Mansion. An Yuanyuan glanced at the little girl and was about to salute, but Prince Qinyuan hurriedly supported her and gestured to keep quiet.

Others might not have seen it, but An Qiao had already had suspicions, so she paid more attention to these two people. After seeing this set of actions, she was able to conclude that the little girl was Princess Mingyue.

I had no intention of trying to curry favor with someone so I just said, "Sir, please take care. Come back when you have time."

After Prince Qinyuan and Princess Mingyue got into the car, Princess Mingyue smiled charmingly, "Cousin, the food in this restaurant is really delicious. I don't know why grandmother wanted to let it out of the palace. I can eat it every day in the palace."

Prince Qinyuan patted his head lovingly, "This young lady is very smart. She probably guessed our identities, but her posture and movements did not change. She has been in the palace before, so she should know how to perform etiquette and how to take care of you, but she did not bother us. Besides, you only knew this morning that you had eaten the food she cooked when you were a child. If the imperial concubine hadn't mentioned it, would you have known about it? This young lady, it's good to be in the palace, but the dishes in the palace are clearly regulated. We can't have whatever we want to eat like today."

Princess Mingyue nodded, not quite understanding, "I understand. I'll come back next time I want to eat!"

"Today is your birthday, otherwise the Imperial Concubine would not let you out. If you want to eat, you have to wait until the next opportunity." Prince Qinyuan was a little worried. This cousin was in the palace and seldom came out, and each time it was very short. No matter how delicious the food was, it was useless because she couldn't eat it.

Princess Mingyue was not a fool after all. She knew that the affairs in the palace were full of intrigues. Even though her father and mother loved her very much, this love did not protect her from being harmed. She could not even tell them about the delicious restaurant today, otherwise it would be bad if her father got excited and brought Miss An back to the palace.