Huang Zhi followed Su Jinyue closely.

Since receiving advice from the third princess, in just a few months, he has been promoted from an assistant cook to the head chef.

Having just finished listening to the other party's brainwashing, he now regarded the other party as the leader of the gourmets, and swore in his heart that he must work hard to become the master's first disciple.

Of course, their gourmets cannot lag behind, and the name of the leader cannot be too careless.

"The chef is good, the gourmet chef is also good, or the kitchen chef. I will discuss it with other fellow disciples when I get back."

In front, Su Jinyue was hurriedly leading a group of people to his second uncle Su's place.

Behind him, Huang Zhi and others were quietly discussing the name the head of the family would use when he went out in the future.

Both parties are very happy.

Daqinxin Oriental Cooking School brings together famous dishes from all over the world and trains elite chefs!

Xindongfang, school is about to start, and students from all counties are coming.

“Pah, pah, pah~”

Su Jinyue dusted off her hands and looked at the layout of the latest issue of the monthly newspaper. She was particularly satisfied with her advertisement on the last page of the monthly newspaper.

It’s only a matter of time before milk tea and spicy hot pot restaurants are all over Daqin.

With more than half of the tax collected, liberating oneself is no longer a dream.

At the same time, the first restaurant in Daqin, "Bai Yujing", finally ushered in the completion of the interior decoration after several days of expedited construction.

The clouds are light and the wind is gentle near noon, and I walk along the street beside the flowers and willows.

Ying Zheng couldn't stand San'er's nagging and set out to inspect Baiyujing.

The carriage was running smoothly on the newly paved cement road, making a "gurgling" sound.

Sitting in the carriage, Ying Zheng opened the curtains and looked at the street scene outside the window that was constantly receding.

On both sides of the street, every few houses have lanterns hanging under their porches for lighting late at night.

Occasionally, common people would walk past the carriage.

"This cement road finally reaches our side. Do you see that underground sewer? I heard it won't flood when it rains."

"It's definitely much more convenient than the previous ceramic pipes. Water flows smoothly, and if it gets clogged, it's easy to repair."

"..."

Ying Zheng withdrew his gaze, stroked his beard in a good mood, and poured himself a glass of warm wine while listening to the laughter of passers-by.

Soon, everyone arrived.

Even though they had already seen Baiyujing's design drawings, everyone was still shocked when they saw the tall building in front of them.

As it had not yet officially opened for business, Baiyujing was still closed at this time, surrounded by long partitions and with soldiers patrolling nearby.

The accompanying princes and ministers got off the car one after another, gathered behind Ying Zheng, and walked towards the towering and majestic giant together.

Baiyujing adopts a mixed structure of mud and wood, and adopts a pavilion style. The five floors are stepped up step by step. Each floor has doors and windows on all four sides, and there are railing corridors around it for guests to stroll around.

Flying eaves, brackets, carved beams and painted buildings.

There are rows of big red lanterns hanging under the eaves of each floor, and one can imagine the beautiful scenery under the lights at night.

Where the clouds meet, the highest eaves drop down, revealing a giant plaque covered with red cloth and carefully painted with gold and black lacquer. I guess that's where the signboard is.

Su Jinyue led Ying Zheng and others towards the tall and spacious dark black gate with gilded edges.

Walk past the stone carved Qilin on the side of the door and enter.

The lobby that comes into view is tall and wide, supported by eight pillars, and goes straight to the roof.

The lobby floor is paved with bluestone, as smooth as a mirror, and is even more magnificent under the reflection of the skylight on the roof.

There are exquisitely carved Eight Immortals tables and chairs, each with soft and comfortable cushions for guests to use.

Just looking at the set of exquisite tea sets on the table makes one's mouth water.

The walls of the lobby are painted white to make them look particularly bright, and are called the Poetry Wall.

"Father, please come this way. Let's take the stairs on the right."

Su Jinyue called her good father upstairs.

The Mohist people who had been waiting in Baiyujing followed him and explained the key points in detail to them in a low voice.

Su Jinyue saw that Haodadie's eyes were fixed on the pool beside the stairs, so she pointed at the little fish in it and explained.

"Father, do you think this fish looks familiar? Hey, these are the ones you gave to Mother Ji, and I asked for them."

Ying Zheng glanced at her sideways, then signaled to the eunuchs in attendance, "Order Zuo Yi to send some more koi to Wangshu Palace."

Su Jinyue: "Father, please give me some reward too."

"That's right."

Everyone went upstairs one by one.

The second and third floors are similar to the first floor, but each dining area is separated by exquisitely designed partitions to protect the privacy of guests.

The fourth and fifth floors are equipped with independent private rooms, each with its own bathroom.

They walked directly into the largest private room in the middle of the fifth floor.

Well-trained waiters brought snacks and drinks in turn for everyone to enjoy and rest.

The room was decorated in a fresh and elegant style, with exquisite silk scrolls hanging on the walls depicting flowing water and spring flowers. The air was filled with a light fragrance, allowing them to relax their body and mind.

Ying Zheng pushed open the small door outside the box, walked onto the corridor, and looked down at the city of Xianyang below.

The entire Xianyang city is in sight at this moment, and what meets the eye is a prosperous scene.

The streets were bustling with traffic and pedestrians, and the shouts of vendors could be heard in the distance.

He put his hands behind his back, looked around slowly with a deep gaze.

I saw the lights lighting up one after another on the streets; I saw the Great Qin Academy still under construction in the east; I saw the Great Qin Imperial Palace shrouded in gold in the distance.

What we see more is the imperial power that is within his grasp!!!

He slowly tightened his hands behind his back, and the desire in his heart to build the entire Daqin into such a tall building became stronger and stronger.

"Be patient, don't rush, there's still time for everything."

Ying Zheng took a deep breath, feeling the unique atmosphere above Xianyang City, and kept reminding himself that being too rigid would lead to failure, and that victory should be achieved through stability.

"Father, come quickly, the food is served!"

San'er's voice came from inside the room.

He looked at Xianyang below him again, turned around and walked into the hall.

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