Marrying a royal playboy and becoming a glamorous matriarch

Wei Lanxin slightly raised her chin, looking at Qin Ping'an with disdain.

"As expected of a wealthy young master, actually saying something like 'Why not eat meat porridge?' These things are all food, why can't we eat them? The common people are having a hard time, I'm just discovering delicious food for the poor."

Qin Ping'an laughed in anger. If the eldest prince hadn't been there, he would have flipped the table.

Wei Lanxin actually has the nerve to say she's doing this for the people. When she opened her business and caused so many people to die without losing a single penny, did she not think about the people's hardship?

Although the eldest prince frowned, he quickly relaxed, letting Wei Lanxin continue to speak her mind.

Qin Ping'an was also impressed; he could tolerate this so much. He wondered what kind of spell Wei Lanxin had cast on him.

Wei Qingrou chuckled inwardly. Wei Lanxin loved to make a big fuss, but she just wanted to make money because offal and other ingredients were cheap.

Wei Lanxin was displeased to see Wei Qingrou staring at her, and she wanted to confront her as well.

However, I held back.

She always prided herself on being an independent and self-reliant modern woman and was unwilling to take the initiative to target feudal and weak women.

Wei Lanxin raised an eyebrow and glanced at Qin Ping'an, "You country bumpkin, today I'll show you how delicious these so-called low-class foods are."

After saying that, she began to taste the dishes herself.

"Let's start with this tripe. My secret recipe for super spicy broth makes everything taste better."

"Remember, once the broth boils, pick up the tripe, dip it in the broth a few times, then dip it in the sauce and eat it."

Many people in the store were staring at Wei Lanxin. Seeing her beautiful features and quirky appearance, they couldn't help but be impressed and felt that this woman was indeed extraordinary.

Noticing the attention on everyone's faces, Wei Lanxin's smile deepened, and she displayed herself openly and generously.

"Alright, Xiao Yu, you try it. I guarantee it'll be crisp and refreshing."

The eldest prince felt a warmth in his heart when he saw that she thought of him first, and when he saw that she only had him in her eyes, a smile appeared on his lips.

What he's always liked about her is her carefree and unpretentious nature, isn't it?

Qin Ping'an frowned as he watched the eldest prince eat so happily.

Is this dark, unappetizing thing really edible?

After tasting it, the eldest prince praised, "Crispy and delicious."

Many people around were very curious and began to discuss it in hushed tones.

“Is it really that delicious?”

Will it be cooked after being boiled eight times?

"Is this some kind of scam?"

Hearing these doubts, Wei Lanxin waved her hand dismissively.

"Today, everyone is getting half a portion of tripe for free."

The eldest prince's face stiffened; he wanted to stop him, but ultimately remained silent.

Hearing the praise around her, Wei Lanxin became even more smug and glanced at Qin Ping'an provocatively, "Let's continue."

Qin Ping'an's expression was somewhat unpleasant. He tugged at the corners of his mouth, gave a soft snort, but ultimately remained silent.

Wei Qingrou glanced around at everyone in the store, then looked at the Crown Prince, whose eyes were filled with infatuation.

Finally, their gaze fell on Wei Lanxin, and they silently admired her: As expected of the chosen heroine, she won applause from the audience with just a slight move.

After Wei Lanxin finished adding all the ingredients and received unanimous praise, she became even more proud.

"Qin Ping'an, have you honored your bet? Everyone says it's delicious, you can't be stubborn and lie."

"Consider this meal your treat today. I'm sure you'll come back to Qianyulou again next time."

Wei Lanxin was quite confident and unrestrained.

The eldest prince also looked at Qin Ping'an with a big smile. His cousin had helped them a lot, so it was only right that he treat him to something to eat.

"From now on, we'll give discounts to anyone who comes safely."

Wei Lanxin frowned and glanced at the eldest prince with displeasure.

"Qin Ping'an isn't short of money, why are you being so generous?"

Noticing that the Crown Prince's expression stiffened, Wei Lan reluctantly nodded.

"Alright, for your sake, I'll give him a 20% discount from now on."

Qin Pingan hummed twice, "I really thank you."

Wei Qingrou almost burst out laughing when she heard his tone.

The only person who could make Qin Ping'an suffer such a setback was Wei Lanxin.

As soon as Wei Lanxin left, Qin Ping'an's cold eyes and stern face stared at Wei Qingrou.

Don't think he didn't see it; this woman just sneered at him, "How dare you laugh at your husband?"

Wei Qingrou smiled gently, her beautiful eyes falling on his face.

"My lord, I have no problem. You must be mistaken."

"You didn't speak up for me just now," Qin Ping'an said angrily, tilting his head.

"Oh dear, I'm a coward."

Wei Qingrou made up a story and quickly coaxed, "Husband, this broth is too spicy. I've seen poor people who couldn't afford charcoal before, and they would eat chili peppers to keep warm. Unfortunately, their bodies couldn't take it and they got sick instead."

This isn't something Wei Qingrou made up. Chili peppers cause pain, and while a moderate amount is fine, too much is as bad as too little.

Moreover, people in ancient times paid attention to health preservation and did not eat spicy food. Ordinary people rarely ate meat or fish on a daily basis. If they suddenly ate too much chili, they would definitely get sick.

Qin Ping'an frowned, clearly taking it to heart.

Wei Qingrou smiled and said, "Of course, there may be other reasons, but it's always better to be cautious."

She personally prepared the dipping sauce for Qin Ping'an to eat with.

Qin Ping'an first ate the food directly from the spicy hot pot, but it was so spicy that he couldn't stand it at all.

Following Wei Qingrou's instructions, he first dipped the food in the oil sauce, and when he put it in his mouth, the texture was less pungent and the taste was much better.

His eyes lit up as he looked at Wei Qingrou with admiration, "My wife is indeed intelligent."

Qin Pingan tasted all the ingredients, including pig brain, duck intestines, beef aorta, and beef tripe.

While they were novel, he didn't think they were delicacies, as Wei Lanxin had touted them.

"Your mother-in-law comes from a prominent family and is well-educated and polite. She also taught you very well. How come she changed so much after you came to Wei Lanxin, treating these pig offal and the like like treasures?"

Wei Qingrou smiled faintly; she wouldn't be foolish enough to join Qin Ping'an in speaking ill of Wei Lanxin.

Wei Lanxin is his white moonlight; what if he comes after her later?

"My sister has such wonderful ideas; she thinks these things are delicious, so she's probably recommending them out of genuine interest."

Wei Lanxin genuinely recommended it, as these ingredients are extremely popular in modern times.

But her idea was too naive; doing business is never something that can be achieved by simply copying others.

The previous queuing controversy hadn't taught Wei Lan a lesson, and now she's come up with another marketing tactic: the "Extremely Spicy Hot Pot Challenge."

She was quick-witted, but she overlooked the potential dangers involved.

The wealthy look down on nine taels of silver; those who come to challenge them are the poor. They have long been unable to afford meat and fish, and suddenly eating heavy, oily, and spicy food will definitely cause them health problems.

However, Wei Qingrou would not say these things to Wei Lanxin on her own initiative.

Wei Lanxin isn't the type to listen to advice; people might even think she's envious or jealous.

Qin Ping'an frowned and muttered to himself, "Isn't the point of opening a shop to make money? How can we make money like this?"

As expected, Qin Ping'an still had his heart set on Wei Lanxin; what you can't have is always the best.

Wei Qingrou smiled and calmly ate her mushroom hot pot.

As Wei Qingrou expected, not long after the two returned to the manor, Qin Ping'an suffered from stomach pain due to the spiciness.

Wei Qingrou first gave him some sweet cake, and then personally went to the small kitchen to prepare taro milk tea for him to relieve the spiciness.

Qin Ping'an got the taro milk tea, and his eyes lit up when he looked at Wei Qingrou. He took several big sips before his stomach felt better.

"It seems that from now on, I must listen to my wife. This insanely spicy hot pot broth is really harmful."

Wei Qingrou smiled faintly, thinking it would be good to teach him a lesson; the super spicy broth was too stimulating for ancient people.

That's strange, where did Wei Lanxin find such a spicy ghost pepper?

She had traveled through time ten years ago and had never seen this before.

"No, I need to change my clothes."

Qin Ping'an's face contorted for a moment, and the servant immediately helped him leave.