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On the first day, Wang Mazi worked quite efficiently. After the guests finished their meal, he helped to settle the bill.

When it was busy, he would help serve the dishes and greet the guests. After a few days, I realized there was something wrong. This person always went to the kitchen intentionally or unintentionally. The kitchen was open to the public and there was no secret at all.

Dishes with secret recipes are prepared in advance. People outside can only see the kitchen, but the small kitchen behind it is invisible.

The small kitchen is where all the important processes are done, like making popcorn and hamburgers. There's an oven in the small kitchen, and everything is made fresh and hidden from view. No. 1 Store doesn't have an oven, so the toast is only supplied to No. 1 Store.

Wang Mazi was so diligent in running to the kitchen, and he would glance at the small kitchen from time to time. What was there to understand? It seemed that this person came for her recipe.

This person's family doesn't run a restaurant, but he came to her to ask for recipes. I guess he was instructed by someone.

This is bound to happen. Her restaurant business is so good that she will definitely be targeted and hated by her peers.

Mo Rao was right. The Xiangyun Restaurant became extremely popular and immediately took away a lot of business from other big restaurants.

Now, people would rather reserve a table several days in advance just to dine at Xiangyun Restaurant, which made several big restaurants in the capital city with strong connections jealous.

It was freezing cold outside, but it was warm as spring inside the restaurant. Master Jia's concubine gave birth to a son, and a full-moon banquet was held at Xiangyun Restaurant.

Before Xiangyun Restaurant became popular, Mr. Jia was a regular customer of Wantong Restaurant. But now that he has been directly snatched away by Xiangyun Restaurant, how can he not be jealous?

There are more than fifty tables in the banquet hall, so there is no need to worry about not having enough tables.

Mr. Jia ordered twenty-two tables, each with eighty taels of silver including drinks. He was a big customer, so Mo Rao naturally had to entertain him seriously.

The wine was a good one that Mo Rao bought on the market, and after purifying it himself, it became even more unique.

Although the cake is not as exquisite as that in later generations, it is still unique in this era and is definitely not available in the outside market.

The drink was milk tea made by Mo Rao. Although milk was relatively expensive here, her wedding banquet was not cheap either, so naturally she had to use some rare ingredients.

Make pearl balls with starch and put them in milk tea to make it more flavorful.

So the two maids in the kitchen learned another secret recipe. Mash the sweet potatoes, filter the residue with a mesh, and rinse several times with water. Then let the water settle overnight. The next day, all the starch had sunk to the bottom.

Pour off excess water and place the starch in the sun to dry.

Heat the brown sugar water and pour it into the dried starch. Knead it vigorously until it forms long strips. Then cut it into small granules with a knife and add dry starch. Knead it vigorously until the granules become small round beads.

Add it to milk tea and you have pearl milk tea. Mo Rao took a sip and found the taste absolutely authentic.

The restaurant's chefs naturally tasted it, and it was definitely something they had never tasted before; it was delicious. Some people were reluctant to drink it and took it home to feed their elderly and children. Mo Rao saw this and simply turned a blind eye. What they gave them was their own. She didn't care how they wanted to divide it up.

On the day of Mr. Jia's wedding banquet, horse-drawn carriages arrived at the door of Xiangyun Restaurant. When the people got off the carriages, waiters came forward to lead the way. Some invited them to the banquet hall, while others took the carriages to the parking lot.

Everyone is doing their own thing in an orderly manner.

As soon as they got off the carriage, everyone hunched their necks because of the cold wind. No one wanted to go out in such a freezing weather. If it weren't for the full moon banquet held at Mr. Jia's house, they would definitely still stay at home and warm themselves by the fire.

It's so cold. I'm still a little down to go out for a party.

As soon as I stepped into the restaurant, the freezing cold outside formed a sharp contrast with the warm spring-like temperature inside the restaurant.

Some guests who had never been here before were stunned the moment they entered the restaurant. It was a huge shock both visually and perceptually.

Everyone was wearing thick cotton coats and cloaks, but they still felt terribly cold.

One by one, they took off their heavy cloaks and clothing, feeling a lot lighter.

An old woman asked curiously: "Do you feel it? The ground is warm under your feet."

The woman even went to feel it specially, and it was incredible that the ground was actually hot.

No wonder we don’t feel cold in here.

Even at home, even if I grill over charcoal, I feel like my bones are shrinking together. Not to mention going out to eat at a restaurant, it's really freezing.