Traveling through various miniature worlds with a small restaurant

The swordsman took two bites, then stopped and called out to Jiang Shuang, "Shopkeeper!"

While Lin Xiaoqian was cutting and plating braised meat in the kitchen, Jiang Shuang was in charge of serving the guests. She had just finished serving a guest pork trotter rice when she heard this and looked at the swordsman.

"Guest, what is it?"

The swordsman was in a good mood and said with a smile, "Just now at the street corner, someone said that the wine in your shop is also very good. Give me a pot."

Jiang Shuang was stunned for a moment, but quickly realized that the swordsman was referring to the old beggar, since the old beggar was the only customer who had come to the shop before.

She smiled politely and said, "Sir, we have a wide variety of drinks at different prices. We don't sell them by the pot, but by the bottle, or by the glass. Which kind would you like to drink?"

As she spoke, she walked to the wine cabinet and introduced each item to him. Other customers also looked up at the wine cabinet.

Wow, this store has so many kinds of drinks.

What a great experience.

Hearing that there were so many varieties, the swordsman couldn't decide for a moment, so he said, "Bring up your most expensive wine."

Then he took a bulging money bag from his waist and placed it on the table, adding, "Money is not a problem."

Jiang Shuang took one look and realized this was a big client.

He turned around, picked up a bottle of Moutai, then grabbed a small wine glass, and walked up to the swordsman.

"Sir, this is the best wine in our shop. It costs two taels of silver per glass."

Everyone else gasped in shock upon hearing this.

"Two taels of silver a cup? That's too expensive!" someone couldn't help but exclaim.

"That cup is so small!"

The swordsman, however, paid no heed and waved his hand dismissively: "Down!"

Jiang Shuang opened the box of Moutai, revealing a white bottle with a red body inside.

The swordsman noticed the unique design of the wine bottle, its ceramic-like texture, and its vibrant bright red color. The bottle exuded an air of elegance and luxury, which fueled his curiosity even more.

Jiang Shuang carefully opened the bottle cap, and soon a rich aroma of wine wafted out, filling the entire store in an instant.

She slowly poured a cup for the swordsman; the wine was clear and transparent, swirling gently in the cup.

The swordsman eagerly picked up his wine cup, first taking a light sniff with a look of intoxication on his face, and then tilting his head back to drink it all in one gulp.

"Excellent wine!" the swordsman exclaimed. "This wine has a mellow taste and a long-lasting aroma; it is a rare and fine brew!"

Seeing the swordsman enjoying himself so much, the other guests were also tempted to drink, but they couldn't afford the two taels of silver per cup of fine wine. They wondered what the cheaper drinks would taste like.

A simply dressed middle-aged man couldn't help but ask, "Shopkeeper, could you recommend a few reasonably priced and delicious wines?"

Jiang Shuang smiled and replied, "Of course, these wines here are reasonably priced and taste good."

When Lin Xiaoqian brought out the braised pork trotters rice, she saw Jiang Shuang busy introducing the wines to the guests.

This was something the two of them had agreed on this morning. The alcohol in this world could never compare to the achievements of modern technology, so they decided to set the price of all the alcohol a little higher. If someone was unwilling to buy a bottle, they would sell it by the glass.

After finishing his drink, the swordsman buried himself in eating the braised pork trotter rice. He quickly finished the bowl and looked up to see Lin Xiaoqian coming out of the kitchen. He hurriedly asked, "Shopkeeper, can I take your braised pork trotter rice to go?"

Lin Xiaoqian nodded: "Of course."

"Then I'll have another serving of braised pork knuckle rice to go." The swordsman thought for a moment and then said, "I'll also have a bottle of the wine I just drank."

"Okay!" Lin Xiaoqian readily agreed, then said to Jiang Shuang, "Sister Shuang, get this guest a bottle of the wine he just drank."

Seeing that Jiang Shuang agreed, she went back to the kitchen to pack the food.

The takeout boxes were also provided by the government; they were the aluminum lunch boxes that were popular all over the country in the last century.

A thick layer of rice is laid at the bottom of the lunchbox, topped with chopped pork trotters and side dishes, and then the lid is closed. It feels heavy in your hand.

The swordsman took the lunchbox, a look of amazement flashing in his eyes, and exclaimed, "What a unique lunchbox!"

Jiang Shuang took the unopened bottle of Moutai.

"Guest, this bottle contains about ten cups, and it costs twenty taels of silver."

The swordsman didn't even flinch, readily paid the money, and left with his things.

The scene left everyone in awe.

"This swordsman is really rich and powerful!" someone muttered.

"He might be a chivalrous hero, for whom money is nothing," another person guessed.

Regardless, the drinks and prices at this shop have caught the eye of some people.

They glanced at the two young women busy in the shop, then lowered their heads to drink, each lost in their own thoughts.

Some were calculating how much money the shop could earn in a day, some were figuring out how to get a share of the profits, and others were simply envious of Lin Xiaoqian and Jiang Shuang's successful business.

A tall, thin man in the corner, a sly glint in his eyes, quickly finished his bowl of braised pork trotters and rice, paid the bill, and left the shop.

The shop was busy all day long, until all of Lin Xiaoqian's braised meat was sold out, and the customers reluctantly left.

We sold a total of 150 servings today, and it was only a little past noon when we sold them all.

The main problem was that the pots in the shop had limited capacity, so Lin Xiaoqian couldn't braise too much meat. She would have to continue braising meat later.

However, judging from their current state, the two of them are not worried about not being able to complete the mission.

After closing the shop door, Lin Xiaoqian and Jiang Shuang sat inside to rest.

Lin Xiaoqian leaned back in her chair and looked up at the ceiling: "Sister Shuang, we definitely don't need to worry about the system missions, but how can we exchange things with the palace or sects? We don't even know which way their doors face."

Jiang Shuang thought for a moment and said, "If we want to exchange guns with them, we must find an opportunity to let them know the power of guns. That way, we won't have to go looking for them; they will definitely come to us on their own."

Lin Xiaoqian pouted and nodded: "Sister Shuang, you're right. We need to find a suitable opportunity. But it can't be too abrupt, otherwise people will misunderstand and cause trouble."

But what kind of opportunity would allow them to openly display their weapons?

"Knock, knock, knock." Someone knocked on the closed shop door.

The two looked over and saw the old beggar who had come to eat pig's feet rice last night standing at the door.

Lin Xiaoqian went over and opened the door.

The old beggar's face beamed like a blooming chrysanthemum: "Boss, business is good today!"

Lin Xiaoqian knew that the old beggar had helped her promote her business at the street corner this morning, and said with a smile, "You deserve some credit for that."

Then, winking playfully, she said, "Grandpa, would you still like some braised pork trotters with rice? I specially saved a portion for you."

The old beggar grinned from ear to ear: "Oh, thank you so much, boss! Thank you so much, boss!"

Lin Xiaoqian brought the old beggar in, and Jiang Shuang just happened to bring out a plate of braised pork trotters rice that she had specially reserved for the old beggar.

The old beggar eagerly took it, bent down to smell it, and exclaimed with admiration, "I've been craving this for almost a whole day."

Then he said to Lin Xiaoqian, "The boss's skills are really good, it's no wonder his business is booming."

He then placed the bowl on the table and changed the subject: "But money can be a powerful motivator, so you'd better be careful, boss."

Lin Xiaoqian and Jiang Shuang exchanged a glance, understanding that the old beggar's words had a hidden meaning.

Lin Xiaoqian asked, "Grandpa, did you hear something?"