Crown Prince of the Empire, I quit!

Hundreds of people quickly poured in.

The food prepared by Chef Yi was snatched away in the blink of an eye.

Although there is a restriction that each person can only serve three dishes, there is also a penalty of paying money if the dishes are not finished.

But Qin Ming and Fang Qingyuan both underestimated the living conditions of the people in this era.

They usually don't even want to eat meat.

When faced with such an opportunity, no one will leave any leftovers, and no one will give up the staple foods just because of the three-dish limit.

"Fuck."

Qin Ming had no martial arts skills. After he shouted "open", he was immediately pushed to the corner by the crowd that rushed in.

Fortunately, Cao Chuan and Guan Yue were quick-witted and rushed over to protect him.

"Is everything okay?"

Guan Yue put her arm around Qin Ming's waist and asked worriedly.

Qin Ming's mouth twitched. Is this position a little wrong?

Shouldn't I be hugging her like this?

However, the current situation did not allow him to think too much.

Because there were so many people, Song Dingsheng and Fang Qingyuan's hands were almost smoking from collecting money!

After all of Cook Yi's dishes were snatched away, he quickly yelled to the back:

"Someone come and cook, I'm late!!"

"coming!"

Against the flow of people, seven or eight chefs rushed out holding baskets!

"General Cao, we're out of food!"

The chopping apprentices at the back were making shrill cries. They had cut too many vegetables today and their knives were blunt.

"Are there enough things for the farmhouse?"

Qin Ming opened a buffet today mainly to clear out inventory.

I'm still worried that Cao Chuan won't be able to hold on.

But a strange blush appeared on Cao Chuan's face.

"Your Highness, Lord Song and I haven't dared to tell you yet, but the three warehouses in the farmhouse are full due to stockpiling. Can I send some more over?"

Before, Cao Chuan was always afraid of being punished by Qin Ming.

So I held on, trying to find a chance to digest it.

But his ability in business is a disaster.

Even if Song Dingsheng is included, it's still nonsense.

In the end, not only were they not sold, but the stockpiling increased!

"Well, let's continue to have people deliver it. With the situation today, how much of your stuff can be consumed in a day?"

"About 10% of a warehouse."

Cao Chuan guessed, scratched his head and spoke.

Hearing this, Qin Ming's face turned very ugly.

For things like these, the last resort is to give them to the military camp.

But if it is given to the military camp, the farmhouse will not make any money.

They have already given a batch of eggs to the military camp for free, so it is definitely not possible to give these away for free as well.

But if you buy a military barracks, you also have to consider the cost.

After all, it’s three whole warehouses of stuff.

"Let's use the buffet first. I'll give you a task."

Qin Ming called Cao Chuan to the corner and whispered a few words to him.

Cao Chuan was very excited and nodded quickly before leaving.

In the chaos, Qin Ming squeezed through the crowd with Guan Yue's help and came in front of Song Dingsheng.

"There's no room inside. Ask someone to go to the restaurant and bring over thirty small tables and put them on the street."

"Understood, Your Highness."

Qin Ming's small square table can seat at least four people, and five if they squeeze together.

Thirty small tables can accommodate one or two hundred people.

This will greatly increase their customer flow. After one meal, there should be two or three rounds of people coming to eat.

Business can definitely be taken care of.

But this is a huge test for Chef Yi.

His shovel was smoking from swinging, and he was taking care of four pots by himself.

The situation of several fellow chefs is not optimistic either. Each of them has to prepare three or four dishes in half an incense stick of time.

The kitchen was already in chaos and we couldn’t handle it at all.

And the harvest was pretty good.

After this lunch, Qin Ming expected to earn several hundred taels of silver.

The reason why they make so much money is that they are selling expiring meat and eggs, as well as old grain.

The key point is that Qin Ming's buffet is suitable for all ages, and many people were unable to come and try it.

“The food has arrived!”

"The tables and chairs have been delivered!"

Qin Ming, Song Dingsheng and Cao Chuan were busy running around.

The staff were arranged quickly.

"Oh, this job is not for humans."

After working for nearly two or three hours, they finally sent everyone away.

After finishing their work, Chef Yi and several other cooks collapsed to the ground, their hands starting to tremble.

Several apprentices who cut butts all came to Qin Ming to ask for a replacement whetstone.

Their swords were blunt.

Qin Ming waved his hand and directly replaced the knife for them.

"Your Highness, this business is too good. I can't handle it anymore."

Cook Yi found Qin Ming with a sad face.

He expected it to be very popular, but he didn't expect it to be this popular.

"Three taels of silver per person for one day's work. I'll also find more people to help in the next few days. I plan to give you twice as many helpers as you can. How about that?"

Qin Ming didn't waste time talking to them. He increased their wages while reducing their workload.

Cook Yi and several chefs who were about to come over to say goodbye to Qin Ming immediately nodded frantically.

Whenever problems arise with subordinates, it is because they are not paid enough and have too much work to do.

"It's only new these few days, and I guess there will be fewer people coming later."

Song Dingsheng looked at the densely packed account records and spoke to Qin Ming and others.

There were also a lot of account books in front of Fang Qingyuan, but he was not recording the accounts.

It's the amount of food those people eat.

"Your Highness, the price is rising."

Without any nonsense, Fang Qingyuan made the decision directly.

“How much will it increase?”

"Forty-five cents. That way fewer people will come, but the money you make won't be less."

"That won't work. We haven't used up all our supplies yet. All three warehouses are full, and we've only used less than 10% of the ingredients in the first warehouse."

Cao Chuan hurried forward to give advice.

"This one……"

Fang Qingyuan only thinks about business, so naturally he has to take many things into consideration.

But practical reasons also need to be considered.

Qin Ming walked up and patted Cao Chuan on the shoulder.

"Have you arranged what I told you before?"

"It's been arranged, but I told them it was thirty cents."

"It's okay, just increase the price. They are big eaters, so a price increase is normal."

Fang Qingyuan and Song Dingsheng asked in confusion:

"Your Highness, what are your plans?"

"Nothing much, just opening a buffet in the barracks. They consume a lot of food, and it can help us cover our costs. Anyone who wants to eat can come, but they have to pay for it themselves."

"If some centurions are willing, they can also invite their men to eat."

Qin Ming's words once again helped them open up a new world.

People's appetite is always limited.

But the soldiers in Caochuan’s military camp were different. They ate ordinary military rations all day long, which tasted like chewing wax.

Although it can fill you up, no one wants to eat too much of this kind of thing.

So Qin Ming gave them a chance to make their own choice.

This is much better than their usual practice of entering Linjiang City in groups at mealtimes to find food.

"With them, we don't have to worry about fewer people coming here."

Fang Qingyuan nodded slowly.

Then he prepared to start arranging this matter.