Crown Prince of the Empire, I quit!

Qin Ming waved his hand and said:

"Of course not. I just heard that you were tasting the dishes. Since we are in the same industry, I wanted to see what delicious dishes Chef Wu has made."

"Don't worry about that!"

Wu Sanshao responded with a cold snort, then took out a silver note worth one hundred taels from his pocket and handed it to the waiter with a painful look on his face.

"It's not easy to be a chef nowadays. The cost is high."

Qin Ming couldn't hold back the smile on his face and made a teasing remark.

Wu Sanshao's face flushed red and he slammed the back door shut.

Qin Ming and Song Dingsheng laughed and left together.

Their laughter echoed far into the night sky.

In the backyard, Wu Sanshao clenched his fists, his eyes full of resentment.

"Laugh, laugh! I'll make you cry tomorrow!"

The next morning.

Qin Ming came to Lingnan Restaurant as usual. He would personally manage this new business for a while.

Once they settle down, Qin Ming will come less often.

Just like those textile mills, farmhouses are like that.

"Good morning, Your Highness!"

Cook Yi was the second one to arrive. Apart from Qin Ming, he was the second person in the entire restaurant who was so attentive.

"Come, sit for a while."

Qin Ming saw that he was a talented person, so he waved to him and wanted to chat with him for a while.

But Cook Yi waved his hand.

"Your Highness, I just arrived. How can I sit there and rest? I'll go to the kitchen to chop the vegetables first."

After saying that, he rolled up his sleeves and walked towards the kitchen.

Qin Ming sighed.

This guy is good in every way, except that he is a little too straightforward.

It was obvious that he wanted to talk to him about something, but Chef Yi didn't understand.

In desperation, Qin Ming had no choice but to say:

"Don't worry, come here, I have two dishes for you."

"There's more food?!"

At this moment, Yi the cook's eyes lit up and he rushed to Qin Ming in a few steps.

“Here, let’s add these two dishes today.”

Qin Ming handed him the recipes for two new dishes.

Cook Yi immediately began to watch it in fascination.

"Your Highness, do you have any more food?"

After watching for a while, Cook Yi suddenly raised his head and asked.

"Yes."

"Then why not put them all on our menu?"

"This is hard to explain. You will understand later."

While speaking, Qin Ming's gaze was fixed on the reception building in the distance.

Wu Sanshao didn't squat at the door today.

Maybe it was because he tried the Nine-Turn Large Intestine and Scallion-Stir-fried Sea Cucumber yesterday, but he cooked them too late.

"it is good!"

Soon, Chef Yi understood what Qin Ming gave him.

The next step was to try making it, and he ran back to the kitchen full of enthusiasm.

As for the reception building, a new menu was quickly posted.

As expected, nine-turn large intestine and scallion-fried sea cucumber were added.

"You're really capable."

When Song Dingsheng arrived and saw this scene, his face was full of pity.

The opponent has entered Qin Ming's rhythm.

What follows is endless learning and investment costs.

Sooner or later it will be dragged down.

After all, Qin Ming will always go one step further than them.

……

"Old Wu! Old Wu!"

In the reception building, several chefs ran to Wu Sanshao in panic and shook him awake.

Wu Sanshao, who was sleeping in the straw pile, opened his eyes and said with a confused look on his face:

"What's wrong... didn't I make those two dishes?"

Last night, Wu Sanshao asked them to go back and rest, and he studied until almost dawn before he finally imitated Qin Ming's dish.

Although there is still a little gap in taste, it is good enough to be on their menu.

I didn't expect that after these people came here today, their faces were still full of worry and fear.

This made Wu Sanshao very puzzled.

"Old Wu, they brought out two more dishes!"

"What!?"

Wu Sanshao stared with bloodshot eyes and stood up from the straw pile with a bang.

"Impossible! Are they gods?"

"How could a pampered prince come up with so many delicious dishes?!"

At this time, a cook suddenly said:

"Maybe he was brought out from the palace."

"Impossible! I know a lot about the dishes in the palace, and it's not like this!"

Wu Sanshao spoke in a decisive tone.

The scene fell into silence.

After a long time, Wu Sanshao took out a ten-liang silver note from his arms.

"Go, buy another one of each so I can try them."

"But Old Wu, you're not only spending money like this but also ruining your health. You can't keep doing this."

Seeing that Wu Sanshao had fallen into a state of delusion, several people hurriedly spoke to comfort him.

Unfortunately, Wu Sanshao’s obsession was already formed.

"I say! Go buy one!"

"Ugh."

Unable to persuade him, everyone had to buy one.

Today's dishes are Huadiao drunken chicken and squirrel mandarin fish.

They are all high-cost dishes.

But there was no other way, Wu Sanshao could only grit his teeth, spend the money, buy the ingredients and try to cook it himself.

Soon, the waiter brought another cart of ingredients from the market.

The plagiarism of Yingbinlou also began to continue.

Chang Baishan, who was squatting on a rooftop in the distance, saw this scene and shook his head slightly.

"Your Highness actually guessed it right. This guy is not very smart."

After returning to Lingnan Restaurant, Chang Baishan reported the news to Qin Ming.

Qin Ming thought for a moment and said to him:

"Go find Cao Chuan and ask him to bring a batch of chickens raised in our farmhouse to the market. Say that these are ingredients specially supplied to the Lingnan Restaurant and sell them at a higher price."

If you want to make money, you naturally have to develop in all aspects.

Qin Ming has become famous in Linjiang City in recent days.

It’s a good opportunity to label and package the output of my farm.

In this way, even if the price is a little higher, it can still attract many people to buy.

For example, Wu Sanshao.

"okay."

Chang Baishan quickly went to do the work.

That morning a batch of the farmhouse's produce was sent to the market and sold.

They didn't send much stuff, and most of the buyers were Wu Sanshao.

Qin Ming was also moved when he learned the news. He didn't expect that he had completed a closed loop without realizing it.

Seeing that the situation was getting better, on the third day, Qin Ming brought out two more dishes.

At this time, Wu Sanshao, who had spent several hundred taels of his savings, finally couldn't hold it anymore.

In the morning, he rushed straight into the store.

"Qin Ming! Are you trying to kill me!?"

"Release two every day, are you targeting me?!"

He worked for two or three days and nights in a row and spent so much money.

Now my mentality has exploded.

"Old Wu, calm down!"

Several cooks from the reception building rushed over and tried to stop him.

Qin Ming sat in the shopkeeper's seat and said calmly:

"Old Wu, what are you talking about?"

"Our restaurant has only been open for a few days, so naturally we have to come up with something every day to attract diners. Is there any problem?"

"But you, you've been copying our dishes these past few days, and when you realized you couldn't finish them all, you came over and scolded me. Are you as righteous as me?"

Qin Ming's words left everyone present unable to refute.

What he said is true.

"You...you just saw me leave here, and you hold a grudge against me, and you must kill me!"

"I'm telling you, Qin Ming! Even if I become a ghost, I won't let you go!"

Wu Sanshao, who was furious, started cursing.

Given Qin Ming's identity, it was naturally impossible for him to argue with him here.

With a wave of his hand, Chang Baishan came over with several guards.

But before they could make a move, a roar came from the kitchen:

"Wu Sanshao, you old bastard, how dare you come over here? I'll beat you to death!"