Peerless Young Master

"Yelling and making a fuss is so disgraceful"

The great uncle scolded him lightly, saying that if he was so impatient, how could he take over the Lin family and carry on the legacy left by his ancestors.

"Grandpa, something terrible is happening."

Lin Haitao was still a little afraid of his grandfather, but his attitude softened all of a sudden: "The servants just said that the Lin's Restaurant is packed with people, and the business is no worse than before."

"How can it be"

Great Uncle said slowly: "This restaurant doesn't even have a decent chef. There are only a few useless people there. Who would be willing to eat there?"

"Grandpa, it's true. My cousin invented something called a fire... hot pot, and her business took off immediately. I heard it's really delicious and only available at the Lin's Restaurant."

Seeing that his grandfather didn't believe him, Lin Haitao continued to explain.

"really"?

"How dare your grandson lie to you?"

Hearing this, Great Uncle fell silent, frowned, and his eyes began to flicker. After a while, he spoke: "They don't even have a cook, how can they make the thing you mentioned?"

“I don’t know. I heard that the restaurant business was booming, so I immediately told Grandpa the news;

Grandpa, please think of a solution quickly. If we let them continue, then we will lose. The restaurant still belongs to them and their daughter, and it has nothing to do with us."

Lin Haitao was very anxious. He thought that as a man and the legitimate son of a branch of the Lin family, why couldn't he be in charge of the restaurant? He had to be ridden on the neck by a woman to show off his power.

Just because she is the head of the family?

As for the Lin family's ancestral home, he had been coveting it for a long time and had wanted to live in it.

Only there is a place worthy of his status as a young master.

Great Uncle narrowed his eyes and kept stroking his beard up and down. His eyes gradually changed from being confused at first to a gleam of light, which was full of calculation.

"I usually tell you to stay away from those low-brow people, read more books, and get familiar with the family business, but you just won't listen.

How can you forget those low-class scoundrels today?"

"Grandpa, you mean... let me cause trouble and prevent them from doing business," Lin Haitao said uncertainly.

Seeing that his grandfather didn't say anything, he knew that he had guessed right, and said with a smile: "Grandpa is really smart. I sent people to cause trouble at the restaurant. No matter what they make, as long as no one eats it, the business will not pick up."

As he said this, he clapped his hands and got to work.

Great Uncle half-closed his eyes, with a complex light flickering in his pupils, like a poisonous snake hiding in the dark. The corners of his mouth inadvertently curled up slightly, a sneer that was a mixture of disdain and conspiracy success.

"No matter what tricks you have, as long as you show any signs, I will cut them off for you.

The Lin family has been occupied by you and your daughter for more than 20 years. It’s time to move on and let someone else take over.”

…………

The next day, at noon, it was lunch time.

Lin's Restaurant was the same as yesterday. The large hot pot placed at the door continued to emit an extremely tempting aroma onto the street, attracting pedestrians to change their route.

"Everyone, don't worry, there's room for everyone."

"I came first, I came first"

"Don't push me, where are my shoes? Who has seen my shoes?"

"Boss, give me a large portion of slightly spicy hot pot, five plates of vegetables, three plates of meat, and a pot of hot wine."

"okay"

After a while, the servant brought all the things up and said with a smile, "Gentlemen, everything is here. If you need anything, just let me know."

"Let me tell you, this hot pot is truly one of a kind. The taste is so good, I guarantee you won't even want a wife after eating it."

“It’s really that magical.”

"If you don't believe me, try it."

This person just likes to brag, especially when he says that I have something that you don't, or I have eaten something that you haven't. This greatly satisfies his desire to brag in front of his friends.

The reason why the restaurant business is so good is partly due to this reason.

After eating it myself, I will bring my friends to taste it together.

After a while, business will naturally improve.

Just as everyone was waiting in line, four figures walked into the crowd.

These people were wearing coarse linen clothes with frayed and dirty corners. Their hair was casually tied up with simple hemp ropes, and a few strands of hair fluttered in the wind, making them look rough and a bit sloppy.

The man in the lead had a resolute face and a ruthless look between his brows. His name was Zhu Da, and he was chewing a piece of wild grass in his mouth.

Soon, with the arrival of these people, the originally quiet crowd suddenly became noisy.

They rushed into the crowd without any hesitation and bumped into the people who were "blocking the way" with their shoulders. This behavior naturally caused dissatisfaction among the crowd.

"Hey, who told you to cut in line? Go line up at the back. Can't you see we're all queuing here?"

"That's right, let's go quickly and don't waste our time."

Zhu Da bit the weeds, looked at the person who spoke, then spit out the weeds and said slowly: "Who told you to eat here?"

As he was speaking, the remaining three men came over, surrounded the man who was speaking, and glared at each other.

Faced with such a scene, the man who spoke was a little timid, and his words were not as tough as before: "Where I go to eat is none of your business. It's broad daylight and in broad daylight. Do you still want to hit me?"

"You're right, I want to hit someone."

Zhu Da raised his chin slightly, and his three younger brothers understood what he meant and immediately started punching and kicking the man who was talking.

"Someone's being beaten, help, come quickly"

"Why are you hitting people?"

This behavior caused dissatisfaction among others. Everyone was indignant and scolded Zhu Da and his group.

"Why?"

Zhu Da laughed, his face full of disdain, and then his expression suddenly darkened. His eyes were sharp, revealing a hint of cruelty, as he looked at everyone:

"Because this street is my territory, I tell you, if anyone dares to eat in this restaurant today, I will break his legs."

"Get out, get out, get out now"

The three men looked at everyone fiercely, walked up and pushed down the men in front of them, punched them a few times, and then looked at everyone: "Whoever doesn't leave will be like them."

When these people saw that the other party was a gangster and a tyrant, they were so angry that they dared not say anything. Looking at the few people lying on the ground wailing, they were all afraid.

It's obviously not worth it to get beaten up just for a meal.

Under the threat of Zhu Da and his men's fists, these people ran away.

This scene was seen by the waiter at the restaurant, who quickly told Uncle Wang:

"Boss, this is bad. A group of thugs came outside and drove away all the customers in line."

Upon hearing the news, Uncle Wang was also very shocked. He subconsciously thought that someone was looking for trouble and was jealous of the restaurant's good business.

Who would have dared to do this before?

Now that the restaurant is deserted and in the middle of trouble, he has no choice but to take a bag of small change to spend some money to ward off disaster.

But unexpectedly, Zhu Da did not give any face at all, and even spread the word that anyone who dared to eat at Lin's restaurant would be considered to be against him and would be beaten to death.

He simply asked his men to break into the restaurant and smash things up. The tables were overturned and hot pot soup was all over the floor. It was a mess and all the customers ran away in fear.

Several servants, including Uncle Wang, also hid themselves, fearing that they would suffer an unexpected disaster.

"Go and invite the young lady!"

A moment later, a shrill voice came from the restaurant.