I have been a county magistrate for ten years. My subordinates insist on giving me a yellow robe.

Chen Liu shuddered all over and immediately turned around to look. He saw a young man standing at the door of the restaurant behind him with a bright smile on his face.

"Damn Jiang Yuan!"

Chen Liu exclaimed in surprise and rushed to Jiang Yuan in two steps. After looking him up and down, he stared and asked, "It's really you?"

Jiang Yuan waved his hand with a dark face: "It's not me, old beggar, you recognized the wrong person, hurry up and get out of here, or I will have someone beat you up."

"Hehe, I was careless with my words and said something wrong. Don't mind it, brother." Chen Liu came up with a wry smile.

"Do you have a few hundred taels of silver on you?"

Jiang Yuan leaned against the door and nodded calmly: "Yes, what's wrong?"

"Hurry up and give that kid ten taels of silver." Chen Liu said angrily.

Just ten taels of silver, damn, you took me around for such a long time, is it that worth it?

"Do you owe anyone money?" Jiang Yuan looked at him with suspicion. Wei Yong's master was a big boss that even Yang Cheng had to give face to.

No matter how badly Wei Yong was doing, he shouldn't be unable to pay back even ten taels of silver.

"The child has no mother. It's a long story. In short, lend me ten taels of silver first." Chen Liu said while rubbing his temple.

Jiang Yuan looked at Chen Liu with a half-smile: "Okay, okay, ten taels of silver for a man in his prime is not expensive. Come here and get the money, young man."

As he spoke, Jiang Yuan took out a small piece of silver from his pocket and said, "I think it's a little short. How about this?"

"It's okay, it's okay. Thank you very much, sir." The young man nodded and bowed, then turned around and ran away decisively, fearing that Jiang Yuan would change his mind.

Jiang Yuan stood up and walked into the lobby. He asked Chen Liu to sit down and looked at him cheerfully: "Wei Yong, what's wrong with you? Why did you sell yourself into slavery?"

Chen Liu squinted his eyes at Jiang Yuan and said, "I haven't asked you yet. Why did you come here instead of staying in Taiping County? Do you have a transfer order?"

Jiang Yuan poured himself a glass of water calmly. Transfer order?

Ever since I learned how to forge, no, ever since I sent a large pile of bamboo slips to Tian Wen, I have to write whatever I want myself.

"Of course I do, but what's wrong with you? Are you alone? Isn't my brother with you?"

"No, this time I just want to accompany you..." Chen Liu said halfway and immediately jumped up from his chair.

"Shit! I have something to do. I have to leave first. I'll come back later!"

After saying this, Chen Liu hurried out of the restaurant.

Jiang Yuan shook his head and turned to walk to the counter, and posted a notice looking for someone on the door.

"Ergou, go out and find a carpentry shop."

The restaurant was bought, but Jiang Yuan was not satisfied with the layout inside, so he had to redecorate it according to the specifications of a five-star hotel in his previous life.

On the other side, Chen Liu, who ran out of the restaurant, squatted at the city gate for a long time, and finally saw Duanmu Yuanchen, dressed as a farmer, walking in.

"Young Master, where are your clothes?" Chen Liu looked at Duanmu Yuanchen's empty hands.

Duanmu Yuanchen waved his hand nonchalantly: "It's too broken to keep anyway, so let me give it to the farmer."

Chen Liu's face was visibly distressed. "Ancestor, do you know what your clothes are made of?"

The yellow above is not ordinary silk thread, it is real gold wire!

"Hey? Didn't I sell you? Why did you come back? This is too unfair to others. Go back quickly." Duanmu Yuanchen urged.

Chen Liu squatted on the ground with his hands covering his head. Why am I so unlucky to have such a master?

"Young Master, I met an acquaintance here. He paid to redeem me, but in order to repay him, we both have to work in his restaurant." Chen Liu sighed.

Even if I stay here and work for Jiang Yuan, it is better than going somewhere else to suffer. At least here I have food and accommodation provided.

Although Jiang Yuan doesn't have much conscience, he still has some. When we part ways, why shouldn't he be polite and give a few hundred taels of silver for travel expenses?

"This...what does your friend look like?" Duanmu Yuanchen asked curiously.

"Don't worry about it. We won't starve anyway. The Emperor knows us, too. But, I'll tell you later..."

After Chen Liu's patient explanation, Duanmu Yuanchen finally accepted it reluctantly.

"Okay, later I'll call you Wang Chen and Wei Yong, right?"

"That's right, Master, let's go!"

……

Time flies, and ten days have passed in the blink of an eye. The restaurant that Jiang Yuan bought has been completely renovated from top to bottom. Jiang Yuan adopted the overall style of the Republic of China period, which has an antique style and a modern layout.

The recruitment of employees went very smoothly, and Jiang Yuan even took the time to train them.

Among the restaurant names that had already been decided, one was rejected by Jiang Yuan.

The name of the person across the street is too high-end, there is really no way to compare it.

Finally, after consultation among many idea kings, the name was decided to be Zui Jiang Yue, which is very classy.

"Phew! If nothing goes wrong, we can open tomorrow!" Jiang Yuan stood happily in the middle of the lobby.

This is Taiping County's first step towards the outside world, and there is absolutely no room for error.

Just as Jiang Yuan was enjoying his happy fantasy, Bai Jingyun, who had just walked in from outside, spoke softly.

"If nothing unexpected happens, then something unexpected has already happened."

Huh? Jiang Yuan turned suspiciously and looked at Bai Jingyun: "What do you mean?"

Bai Jingyun pointed at Feng Ke Lai across the street and said, "Look, there's a notice posted across the street. Starting tomorrow, they'll be celebrating Feng Ke Lai's 20th anniversary."

“Not only are prices halved, but local talented women like Zhao Xinyue are also coming to perform.”

Bai Jingyun said, shaking his head: "We have no chance, let's adjust the opening hours."

"This bastard wants to kill us before we even open our business." Jiang Yuan looked at the notice posted by Fengkelai thoughtfully.

Wang Kun also came over and nodded, saying, "Brother Bai is right, Master. In my opinion, we should suspend the business and wait until this storm has passed before reopening. Perhaps things will be better then."

"No need." Jiang Yuan turned around confidently and sneered twice:

"Wang Kun, I've told you countless times, don't be limited by your thinking."

"Since they can invite talented women to help, why can't we?"

Wang Kun looked at Jiang Yuan with embarrassment: "Sir, I'm afraid this really won't work. He's a local tyrant, and we don't know many people there. We can't compete with him in terms of connections."

Jiang Yuan looked at Wang Kun, shook his head, and sighed, "I've already told you, don't be limited by your thinking."

"What does the lord mean?" Wang Kun asked curiously.

Jiang Yuan said calmly, "Since he has invited a talented woman to help him, then he is planning to make his debut."

"We can't be cowardly. Even though we don't have connections, can't hire talented women, and can't debut, we can still go into the entertainment industry! Remember this, and don't narrow your path in the future!"