Transmigrating to the Song Dynasty: Water Margin Business Management

Instructor Lin was finally released and returned to Zhao Tianming's control. Overjoyed, Zhao Tianming decided to thoroughly reorganize the restaurant.

He first hired skilled craftsmen to completely renovate the restaurant, inside and out. Newly painted doors and windows, brand-new tables and chairs, and exquisite murals gave the restaurant a fresh new look. Not only that, Zhao Tianming also spent a lot of money to purchase top-quality food and wine ingredients in preparation for reopening.

Next, Zhao Tianming took over several nearby shops and started a general store business. His business flourished, and his life became increasingly prosperous.

To express his gratitude to the Liangshan heroes for their righteous assistance, Zhao Tianming decided to host a grand wedding banquet.

On this day, the restaurant was brightly decorated and bustling with activity. Song Jiang, Lu Junyi, Wu Yong, Lu Zhishen, Li Kui, Wu Song, Shi Qian, Shi Xiu, Dai Zong, and others came at the invitation.

As soon as they stepped into the restaurant, they heard cheerful drumming and the sounds of laughter. The main hall was filled with a sumptuous feast, its aroma filling the air. Zhao Tianming personally stood at the door to greet them. Upon seeing the heroes, he quickly bowed and said, "Heroes, please come in!"

The crowd filed in and took their seats. Song Jiang smiled and said, "Manager Zhao, this wedding banquet is truly lively today!"

Zhao Tianming smiled broadly: "Thanks to all the heroes, we have such a joyous occasion today. Please enjoy yourselves!"

Li Kui plopped down and shouted, "Haha, with good wine and meat, I, Tie Niu, am going to eat my fill today!"

Wu Song laughed and said, "Brother Li Kui, don't be in a hurry, I'll make sure you eat your fill today."

At Zhao Tianming's command, one delicious dish after another was brought to the table. Roast chicken, roast duck, braised fish, braised pork knuckle... there was something for everyone, making one's mouth water.

As everyone enjoyed the food, they drank heartily. Lu Zhishen picked up a large bowl and said, "Come on, brothers, cheers!" Everyone responded enthusiastically, and for a moment, shouts of "Cheers!" rose and fell.

After several rounds of drinks, the atmosphere became increasingly lively. Li Kui, his face flushed from the alcohol, began to gesticulate wildly, humming an off-key tune. Shi Qian, meanwhile, recounted his thrilling and dangerous thieving experiences, eliciting laughter from everyone.

Wu Yong, Lu Junyi, and Song Jiang conversed in hushed tones, discussing the future development of Liangshan. Dai Zong, meanwhile, moved among the brothers at the banquet, toasting and exchanging pleasantries.

Looking at the lively scene, Shi Xiu exclaimed, "Such joyful times are truly rare!"

Wu Song raised his cup to Zhao Tianming and said, "Manager Zhao, may your business prosper in the future!"

Zhao Tianming quickly replied, "Thanks to everyone's blessings!"

The entire restaurant was immersed in a joyful and peaceful atmosphere, with everyone enjoying this hard-won victory and moment of reunion.

The feast continued until nightfall, when everyone reluctantly dispersed. This celebratory banquet was not only a celebration of victory but also a testament to the deep camaraderie among the Liangshan heroes.

Gao Yanei was furious to see that Gao Qiu was temporarily no longer interfering in Liangshan's affairs. He paced back and forth in his mansion, cursing incessantly.

"How can Father let those Liangshan bandits go so easily? How can I swallow this humiliation!" Gao Yanei became angrier the more he thought about it. He flung his sleeves, ordered his men to prepare food and wine at the banquet hall, and had someone call Wang Zhiqiang over.

Upon receiving the invitation, Wang Zhiqiang was filled with doubt, but dared not disobey, and hurriedly arrived at the banquet hall.

Upon entering the private room, Gao Yanei was sitting there with a gloomy face. Wang Zhiqiang cautiously stepped forward and bowed, "Young Master, did you look for me?"

Gao Yanei glared at him and said irritably, "Sit down!"

Wang Zhiqiang sat timidly to the side, not daring to look Gao Yanei in the eye.

Gao Yanei slammed his hand on the table, startling Wang Zhiqiang. "Tell me, why has my father become such a coward? He's actually stopped interfering in Liangshan's affairs!"

Wang Zhiqiang asked cautiously, "Young Master, is the Grand Commandant really no longer going to handle this matter?"

Gao Yanei gritted his teeth and said, "Hmph, that old bastard, I don't know what scared him out of his wits by Liangshan, he actually said he needs to take his time to plan. Take his time to plan? I can't wait!"

Wang Zhiqiang quickly chimed in, "Young master, please calm down. The Grand Commandant must have his reasons."

"Consider my ass!" Gao Yanei roared. "I was humiliated by Liangshan like that, are we just going to let it go like this?"

Wang Zhiqiang's eyes darted around, and he said, "Young Master, why don't we think of a way ourselves?"

Gao Yanei's eyes lit up: "What's your idea?"

Wang Zhiqiang leaned closer to Gao Yanei and whispered, "Young Master, we can secretly gather some martial arts masters or bribe some traitors from Liangshan to coordinate an attack from within."

Gao Yanei frowned: "Will this work?"

Wang Zhiqiang patted his chest and assured him, "Young master, don't worry, as long as the plan is meticulous, we will definitely succeed."

Gao Yanei pondered for a moment, then nodded: "Alright, we'll do it your way. This matter is entrusted to you. If you fail, I won't let you off the hook!"

Wang Zhiqiang quickly replied, "Don't worry, young master, I will do my best."

Gao Yanei downed another cup of wine and said viciously, "Liangshan, I'll make you pay!"

Wang Zhiqiang stood by with a forced smile, but in his heart he was calculating how to handle the matter in a way that would satisfy Gao Yanei while also protecting himself.

After several rounds of drinks and dishes, Gao Yanei was quite drunk. Wang Zhiqiang helped him out of the banquet hall, and Gao Yanei kept muttering about revenge.

Wang Zhiqiang escorted Gao Yanei back to his residence and then hurriedly left, preparing to put their plan into action. Meanwhile, a new storm was quietly brewing in the shadows.

One dark and windy night, Wang Zhiqiang met a mysterious figure in his secret room. This person was a spy from Liangshan. He lowered his voice and revealed to Wang Zhiqiang: "Manager Wang, I have important news. Zhu Gui's younger brother, Zhu Fu, has collected one hundred jars of century-old fine wine on Chao Gai's orders and is planning to transport them to Yunzhou."

Upon hearing this news, Wang Zhiqiang's eyes lit up, and he secretly began to calculate. He looked up at the spy and asked, "Is this true?"

The spy nodded hurriedly: "Absolutely true. I've been in Liangshan for many days, this information is absolutely reliable."

A smug expression gradually appeared on Wang Zhiqiang's face, the corners of his mouth slightly upturned, and a cunning glint in his eyes. He turned and paced back and forth, pondering for a moment before saying to the spy, "You go down first, and this matter must not be made public."

The spy responded and hurriedly left.

Wang Zhiqiang immediately sent someone to invite Gao Yanei to a private room. As soon as Gao Yanei entered, he asked impatiently, "Manager Wang, what brings you to me in such a hurry?"

Wang Zhiqiang leaned close to Gao Yanei's ear and told him the news he had just received. Upon hearing it, Gao Yanei's face broke into a smug smile: "Haha, truly heaven is on my side!"

Wang Zhiqiang continued, "Young master, we can take some treasure and send someone to deliver the letter to Zhu Biao of Zhu Family Village as quickly as possible, so that he can lead his men to intercept the wine. In this way, we can definitely provoke a conflict between Liangshan and Zhu Family Village."

Gao Yanei clapped his hands excitedly: "Great idea! Once Liangshan and Zhu Family Village start fighting, we can reap the benefits."

Without further ado, Wang Zhiqiang and Gao Yanei quickly prepared a chest of gold and silver treasures and wrote a secret letter. The letter detailed the route and timing of Zhu Fuyun's wine shipment and instigated Zhu Biao to seize the opportunity to intercept the wine and deal a heavy blow to Liangshan.

Wang Zhiqiang selected a trusted confidant and instructed him to deliver the treasure and letters to the Zhu Family Village as quickly as possible. This confidant, carrying this important mission, rode off at breakneck speed under the cover of night.

Along the way, his trusted confidants dared not stop for a moment, urging their horses onward. Finally, at dawn, he arrived at Zhu Family Village.

Zhu Biao was training his servants in the manor when he heard that someone was requesting an audience, and that it was sent by Gao Yanei. He was filled with suspicion. His trusted aide was brought into the main hall, and upon seeing Zhu Biao, he hurriedly presented the treasures and letters.

Zhu Biao opened the letter and read it, his expression shifting between anger and uncertainty. His confidant fanned the flames, saying, "Young Master Zhu, this is a golden opportunity. Liangshan has always opposed the government. If you can intercept this batch of wine, you will not only weaken Liangshan's strength but also gain a great deal of merit in front of the government."

Zhu Biao was tempted. His eyes gleamed with greed as he gazed at the chest of gold and silver treasures. After a moment's thought, he waved his hand dismissively: "Men, gather the servants! Prepare for action!"

A conspiracy unfolds, and the peace between Liangshan and Zhu Family Village is about to be shattered. Wang Zhiqiang and Gao Yanei wait in the shadows, hoping their plan will succeed.

Zhu Fu led his wine-carrying convoy slowly through Zhu Family Village. The sun was blazing that day, and clouds of dust billowed up from the road. The people in the convoy were all wary of their surroundings; after all, carrying such valuable goods, they could not afford to be careless.

Suddenly, a commotion arose ahead, and Zhu Biao led a group of farmhands out menacingly, instantly blocking the road.

Upon seeing this, Zhu Fu frowned and stepped forward, shouting, "Who are you? How dare you block our way!"

Zhu Biao crossed his arms and replied arrogantly, "Hmph, we are from Zhu Family Village!"

Zhu Fu's face darkened, and he said, "Your Zhu Family Village and Liangshan have never interfered with each other, so why are you robbing us?"

Zhu Biao sneered, "Haha, easy for you to say! You've run into us today, so don't think you can get away with it so easily. The day after tomorrow is our old master's birthday, so consider these century-old fine wines of yours as a tribute to the Zhu Family Village."

Zhu Fu glared angrily: "This is utterly unreasonable! This batch of wine belongs to Liangshan, and you can forget about taking it away!"

Zhu Biao glanced at him disdainfully: "So what if it's Liangshan? In this territory, our Zhu Family Village calls the shots!"

Zhu Fuqiang suppressed his anger: "Zhu Biao, don't go too far! We Liangshan have always been chivalrous and righteous, and have never been enemies with you. Aren't you afraid that your actions will cause a conflict between our two sides?"

Zhu Biao stepped forward and said provocatively, "Conflict? You think you can handle Liangshan? If you know what's good for you, leave your wine here, or don't blame us for being impolite!"

Zhu Fu's brothers behind him also gripped their weapons tightly, and the atmosphere instantly became tense.

Zhu Fu knew he couldn't compromise easily. He stared firmly at Zhu Biao: "Zhu Biao, you'd better think carefully about the consequences. We Liangshan heroes are not to be trifled with!"

Zhu Biao, however, was unimpressed. He waved his hand, and the servants behind him drew their weapons, and a conflict was about to break out.