I don't know when a few regular customers came to the door of Tianxiang Building. In the past, the shopkeeper would have greeted them long ago, but today he saw that they came with bad intentions, and some people threw vegetable leaves and smashed them in. He looked at Pei Yi in embarrassment.

"Chef Pei, what should we do now?"

"Closed, temporarily suspended."

Following Pei Yi's words, the servants in Tianxiang Tower became busy, but they were busy closing the door to chase away the guests.

Pei Yi walked to the kitchen in despair, feeling empty in his heart.

It turns out that he used other oil, so no wonder he couldn't make the taste. But how was the butter made?

Pei Yi squatted in the kitchen all morning without thinking about it. Looking at the loess on the ground, Chen Zheng's words came to mind again.

So Pei Yi stood up, picked up a kitchen knife, took out a pigeon from the pigeon cage, bled it, pulled out the hair and removed the bones, and then fished out a fish from the fish tank, slaughtered it, removed the scales and bones, and finished it in one go.

What he was going to make was Wanxiang soup, but in the last step, he no longer tied the suckling pig to the grill, but wrapped it in lotus leaves, sealed it with loess, and put it in a hanging oven for baking.

An hour later, Pei Yi took out Wanxiang, which was wrapped in loess, and smashed it open with a hammer, and a fragrant fragrance immediately overflowed.

The servants from Tianxiang House came immediately after smelling the smell. When they saw the new dishes they had never seen before in front of Pei Yi, they all drooled and began to flatter him.

"Chef Pei has made a new dish?"

"It seems that our Tianxiang Building can open its doors again."

"Haha, Chef Pei is indeed the best cook in the world. Making a new dish is just for fun. I think this is another big dish that can become our signature dish."

Listening to everyone's praise, a trace of self-mockery appeared on Pei Yi's face. Then he wrapped the whole thing in lotus leaves and threw it into the oven like garbage.

Several handymen looked at the scene in front of them and were horrified.

"Chef Pei, do you think this dish is not good enough?"

“This has a distinct flavor and is a good product!”

Pei Yi ignored them, just looked up to the sky and left Tianxiang Tower with a big smile.

Since that day, the business of Tianxiang Tower has been sluggish. Only some scholars who have friendship with Lu Miao will go there. However, most of these scholars have little money. For Lu Miao's sake, the shopkeeper can only allow them to pay temporarily on credit, or else give them a discount.

Discount so they can afford a meal.

Within three days, everyone in Tianxiang Tower was filled with sad faces.

When Chen Zheng heard the news, he was so happy that he even laughed when he cursed others.

"Lift your hand to my position, and I said, even if I give him another restaurant, it will be ruined. Did I hit the mark? Haha, are you playing with me?"

Hearing this, Yan Ruomeng felt a flash of guilt in her heart. To be honest, the current state of Tianxiang Tower had nothing to do with her.

However, in contrast, Tiantianmi Dessert Shop's business is booming, with a steady stream of customers coming in for days, and the news has spread throughout the streets.

Even Zhou Pingting knew about it. When Zhou Pingting went out to buy groceries, she was stopped by an old woman next door.

"Hey He Qun, have you heard about Aunt Fan?"

Zhou Pingting's face turned pale and she smiled awkwardly, "I've heard a little bit about it."

The woman smacked her tongue, "Tsk, tsk, you don't know that Aunt Fan has made a lot of money after she opened a new noodle shop in Lianlou District with her boss. There is also the little girl who used to work for her and followed that boss.

Nowadays, you are making more money every day. I think you are pitiful. Didn't you get on with their boss back then? Why didn't you take the opportunity to share a sip of soup? "

Zhou Pingting looked panicked and said, "My family are scholars and we cannot be tainted by the reputation of businessmen."

When the woman heard Zhou Pingting's noble refusal, she showed a look of disgust.

"Bah, you still have to pay for the food. Why don't you say the smell of copper when you eat it? You're going to be so poor."

After the mother-in-law left cursing, Zhou Pingting sighed and turned around to go home.

Later, when He Qun came back from school, she remembered that she had not cooked.

"Qun'er is back. Mom has forgotten to cook. Just wait, I'll go and heat it up."

When He Qun entered the door, he saw Zhou Pingting distraught, so he grabbed her.

"Mom, don't worry, Tang Yin brings a lot of snacks every day, and I'm full. You don't look good, so rest first and I'll do it."

He Qun rushed to the kitchen, and Zhou Pingting felt her heart twitch when she saw how sensible her son was.

She was the one who felt sorry for He Qun. He was supposed to be a man from a well-dressed family.

At that moment, Zhou Pingting ran out of the house, ran out of Baijia Lane and headed towards the Prince's Mansion.

Faced with Zhou Pingting's request for a meeting, Tang Yuchuan was not surprised, but the other party probably was.

Right now, Yan Ruomeng was lying on the recliner as if she was disabled, and Tang Yuchuan was still feeding her fruit.

"Another piece of melon. This is the only delicious thing in the capital. Would you like a piece of melon too, Mrs. He?"

Zhou Pingting shook her head repeatedly. When she first saw such a scene, she was so shocked that she was speechless. In her world, she had never seen a man serve a woman like this, let alone, this man was a prince.

"Mrs. He, I already know your purpose of coming, but I don't know what you want." Tang Yuchuan abandoned Yan Ruomeng and sat back at his seat.

Yan Ruomeng pursed her lips in dissatisfaction and had no choice but to sit up and look at Zhou Pingting.

"I want His Highness to promise Qun'er a bright future."

"Do you still need to beg for this? I have read the article he wrote, and He Qun will be successful sooner or later." Yan Ruomeng praised generously without hesitation.

Zhou Pingting bit her lip before speaking, "The life is a bit hard right now, and I'm afraid I won't be able to pave the way for him in the future."

Yan Ruomeng's hands were hanging down and he couldn't move. At the moment, he could only knock his chin on the table, "That's the reason. Why don't you come and do business with me? You won't lose money by investing in the stock. I guarantee you a car in one year and a house in three years."

Zhou Pingting did not reply to her words, but turned her attention to Tang Yuchuan.

Tang Yuchuan was also unambiguous and said, "I can support He Qun as a counselor for Yin'er first, but now he has to study abroad for eight years. After eight years, he will take the exam from the county and city all the way back to the capital. I wonder if Mrs. Zhou agrees?"

"Study tour, isn't it going to separate me from the group?" Zhou Pingting was so scared that she almost couldn't sit still.

Yan Ruomeng didn't know what this person was trying to do.

"Mrs. He should know what she is planning to do with me and others next. If He Qun is here, I'm afraid he will be targeted by that group of people. Only by sending him out of the capital and hiding him so that no one can find him can we have no worries.

"

Seeing that Zhou Pingting didn't answer for a long time, Tang Yuchuan winked at the guard, "Since Mrs. He is still hesitant, how about I send you back first, and then come to me after you come up with an answer?"

"No, I agree, but I want to go back to Chuinan Villa, now." Chuinan Villa was the original property of the He family.

"I agree. I will send someone to send you mother and son there later. He Qun will set off in seven days."

Seven days later, it happens to be the finals of the Beijing Culinary Competition.

Yan Ruomeng understood in his heart that this person wanted to take advantage of the chaos to do something big.

When he found out that He Qun was leaving, Tang Yin was the first person who was unhappy.
Chapter completed!