Reborn in 1985: From Selling Braised Duck to Becoming the World's Richest Man

Qin Fang thought for a moment and said, "Three days later, that's Saturday!"

"The location I chose is near Donghu Park in the county, so more people come out for a stroll on weekends."

"Boss, you must come then."

Upon hearing this, Liang Ming nodded and said, "Okay, I'll be there then."

As noon approached, Liang Ming immediately loaded the braised ducks from his shop onto his car, first delivering them to six schools, and finally to the steel factory canteen.

As for Xiangmanlou Restaurant, Liang Ming has already sold the spice packet to Jiang Meizhuang. With the spice packet, the restaurant's kitchen will be able to make braised duck on its own.

However, after delivering the braised duck, Liang Ming still went to the Xiangmanlou branch.

It wasn't because he was a shareholder of Xiangmanlou Restaurant that he was eager to work.

It's not because his wife is there, but because he naturally wants to spend more time with her and rekindle their relationship.

……

"The food at your restaurant is unsanitary. We even found rats in it. The hygiene conditions are so poor. Are you trying to poison us?"

"Pay up! If you don't give us brothers a thousand or so yuan today, this isn't over!"

As soon as Liang Ming arrived at the Xiangmanlou branch, he heard a burst of cursing coming from inside.

At the same time, you can hear the sound of someone slamming tables and chairs.

Many diners were so frightened that they ran out.

Seeing this commotion, Liang Ming frowned slightly.

Before the branch opened, all the money that needed to be given to the local underworld figures had already been paid, so why are people still causing trouble?

He was worried that Jiang Meizhuang might get hurt, so he hurried inside.

Inside the Xiangmanlou branch, a group of thugs were banging on the tables and chairs, shouting and yelling.

The surrounding diners turned their attention to this side, and upon hearing that there was a mouse in the dish, they all put down their chopsticks, their faces showing some tension.

"Gentlemen, is there some misunderstanding here? Our restaurant's kitchen is thoroughly cleaned every day after closing. How could there be rats?"

Jiang Meizhuang frowned slightly and spoke in a deep voice to the group of thugs.

The leader of the thugs, named Sanhu, was the head of a gang of thugs in the area. He had taken money from someone and was coming to Xiangmanlou Restaurant to cause trouble.

This wasn't the first time he'd done something like this.

Upon hearing Jiang Meizhuang's words, Sanhu's eyes widened in anger, and he said, "Boss lady, are you implying that we wronged your Xiangmanlou Restaurant?"

As he spoke, he picked up his chopsticks, took out a small, rat-like animal carcass from the boiling shrimp casserole, and gestured for the surrounding diners to look over:

"Ladies and gentlemen, look for yourselves, isn't there a dead rat in this dish?"

"Everyone knows how poisonous this dead rat is."

"Luckily, you guys have sharp eyes and spotted it right away, otherwise, what would have happened if we had eaten the food?"

Wow!

When the diners around saw the dead rat that Sanhu was holding, they all gasped in shock.

"There really are dead rats?"

"There was a dead rat on his table. Could there be one in our food?"

"Regardless of whether it exists or not, this food has been crawled on by rats, so it can't be eaten."

The diners around them chattered amongst themselves, and the more they talked, the more disgusted they felt.

Some irritable diners even lifted their chairs, ready to berate the staff of Xiangmanlou Restaurant.

Seeing that the situation was about to get out of control, Jiang Meizhuang's face turned a little pale.

If this matter isn't handled properly, Xiangmanlou Restaurant's reputation will be completely ruined.

In this day and age, the key to success in the catering industry is reputation and taste.

If either of these two things is lacking, the restaurant will not be able to stay in business.

"How could a rat possibly be in the dish?" Jiang Meizhuang said in a panic.

"How is it impossible? We've caught them red-handed, why won't they admit it?" Sanhu said coldly.

Jiang Meizhuang was somewhat at a loss for words; their restaurant's hygiene conditions should not have allowed rats to appear.

But the facts are undeniable.

Seeing Jiang Meizhuang's somewhat flustered expression, Sanhu smiled coldly to himself.

"This time, let's ruin this restaurant!"

Just as Jiang Meizhuang was at a loss, a warm, large hand embraced her slender waist.

A magnetic voice sounded in her ear: "Don't worry, I'm here."

Upon hearing that familiar voice, Jiang Meizhuang's tense expression instantly turned into surprise.

"Brother Liang Ming, you've come!"

"them……"

Before Jiang Meizhuang could finish speaking, Liang Ming reached out and tucked a strand of hair, damp with sweat, behind her ear, saying:

"I know everything. Just leave the rest to me."

Hearing Liang Ming's charming words, Jiang Meizhuang blushed and nodded, "Mmm..."

At that moment, she realized how safe it was to have a man by her side.

She no longer has to run Xiangmanlou Restaurant all by herself like before!

There was a man holding up the sky above her head for her!

Seeing Liang Ming whispering sweet nothings to Jiang Meizhuang as if no one else was around, looking all intimate, Sanhu felt a pang of jealousy.

How does this guy manage to have such a beautiful girlfriend?

"Kid, who are you?" Sanhu said in an unfriendly tone.

"My name is Liang Ming, and I'm one of the shareholders of this Xiangmanlou branch," Liang Ming introduced himself.

"So, you're the owner of Xiangmanlou Restaurant?" Sanhu sneered upon hearing this.

"You could say that," Liang Ming said.

"You've come at the right time. The food at your restaurant isn't clean; there were dead rats in it. How do you plan to resolve this?"

The three tigers, holding the dead rat between their legs, asked Liang Ming.

Liang Ming was also puzzled. The Xiangmanlou branch had just opened, and everything was new. How could there be rats in the kitchen?

But when Liang Ming saw clearly the dead rat that Sanhu was holding with his chopsticks, he immediately laughed.

Although he discovered something amiss, Liang Ming still decided to play along with the other party.

"How do you plan to resolve this?"

Liang Ming looked at the three tigers and asked.

Sanhu didn't forget the person who gave him the money, asking him to create a reputation for the "stinky and fragrant" establishment.

He sneered at Liang Ming, "My brothers and I all ate this boiled shrimp with dead rats in it. Your restaurant has to compensate each of us 1000 yuan as medical expenses."

"Furthermore, your Xiangmanlou Restaurant must post a notice at the entrance, publicly apologizing to all of us diners!"

Upon hearing Sanhu's words, Jiang Meizhuang's expression changed drastically.

Losing money is a minor issue; if they issue a public apology, the reputation of Xiangmanlou Restaurant will be ruined.

"Are you done talking?" Liang Ming asked, looking at Sanhu with icy eyes.

"I've finished speaking. As for whether other diners have any other opinions, I have no idea."

Sanhu sneered.

He was already fantasizing about going to the ice rink to drink Coke and flirt with girls after he got the money.

"You're here to extort money from a restaurant, can't you be a little more professional?"

Liang Ming suddenly slammed his fist on the table and shouted at Sanhu and the others in a deep voice:

"Do you know that what you just said constitutes extortion and disorderly conduct? Do you want to go to jail?!"

Liang Ming's shout startled the three tigers.

But Sanhu quickly realized that he had almost been fooled by Liang Ming.

"How dare you accuse someone of being the guilty party first! It's clearly your restaurant's hygiene that's the problem!"

At this point, Sanhu addressed the surrounding diners, saying:

"Look, everyone! The owner of Xiangmanlou Restaurant is trying to renege on his promise and deny everything."

"This restaurant can't even guarantee the most basic hygiene. What are we supposed to do here? Everyone, let's leave!"

Upon hearing this, the surrounding diners all glared angrily at Liang Ming.

If Xiangmanlou Restaurant doesn't give a satisfactory answer to this matter today, they won't let it go.

Liang Ming seemed to have anticipated that Sanhu would incite the diners' emotions. He snorted coldly and addressed the surrounding diners:

"Dear neighbors, the reason why my Xiangmanlou Restaurant can open branches is because of its absolute reputation. We would never do anything that is wrong and refuse to correct it."

"The reason I say this person is slandering our Xiangmanlou Restaurant is precisely because of this dead rat!"

"I believe everyone has been to the countryside and done farm work. If you take a good look at the mouse's ears and tail, you'll understand."

Upon hearing Liang Ming's words, the diners all turned to look at the dead rat in Sanhu's hand.

Upon seeing this, their expressions changed, as if they had been made a fool of.

Some hot-tempered diners even rushed up and slapped Sanhu across the face.

"You fucking bastard, you're messing with us?!"

Sanhu was completely stunned by the slap.

Why do these people all look like they've been tricked when they see the dead rat in their hands?