"Sir, sir, look at how arrogant and domineering Princess Zhan is. These people are all ordered by her to break the contract!" Zhao Han covered his waist and cried miserably to Wu Xing.
Unexpectedly, Su Yining took out a notebook and slapped him in the face with 100% of her strength: "Open your dog eyes and see who is looking for trouble!"
"These people are all slaves I bought. You can arrest them as soon as you want? Are you bullying me? There are no men in the Zhanwang Palace? There is no prince? Even so, you have to see if I am willing to be bullied by you!"
As we all know, once the deed of sale is signed, everything about the slave is decided by the master. To put it bluntly, even the slave's brain and knowledge are all attributed to the master.
Zhao Han picked up the account book on the ground and looked through it. His expression changed. How could this be possible?
At that time, these people were unwilling to sell themselves into slavery, and even if they sold the recipe, they were unwilling to teach it personally, so he racked his brains to study the recipe.
Slaves are equal to private property, and private property is equal to the property of Prince Zhan. At the same time, it is equal to Zhao Han's intentional infringement of other people's property.
"Impossible! Even if the contract was signed before the deed of betrayal was signed, it still counts. The contract comes first, my lord, and the deed of betrayal comes after. How can you break the contract like this!"
When Su Yining heard what he said, she laughed angrily, slapped her on the back of the head with her backhand, and then wiped it on Su Jinshuang's dress in disgust.
Su Jinshuang: "..." I am a tool without feelings.
"We didn't use your so-called formula. There are thousands of delicacies in the world. If it's all because of your contract, everyone will stop eating?"
Zhao Han staggered after being beaten by her, his eyes were so wet that he wanted to bite this woman to death.
"Ahem, ahem, Princess Zhan, please pay attention to your image, don't do this again..." Wu Xing pretended to reprimand, then turned to look at Zhao Han and others.
At this time, several people who were accused of breach of contract burst into tears and cried: "Sir, the common people have been forced to sell themselves to survive, why can't they let us go!"
"Sir, we have not breached the contract. The formula we use is completely different from Yipinxian's!"
"Yes, sir, our dishes are more delicious, but it would be too bullying to say that we broke the contract just because they taste similar."
In the past, several people behaved like they had a guilty conscience in the restaurant. After arriving at Shuntian Mansion, they kept their mouths shut tighter than a clam shell. Now, each one of them speaks with reason and evidence.
"Sir, this is the recipe for my Suji Restaurant's cuisine. Why don't we just go against each other and see where the differences are!" Chen Zhong took out a notebook from his arms and handed it to Wu Xing respectfully with both hands.
If Zhao Han hadn't noticed anything unusual at this time, then the head of the family would have been fooled for nothing. He looked at the group of people acting with a pale face and cursed in his heart: They fell into a trap.
In the current situation, we can only bite the bullet and have people go back to the government to get the formula, and officials such as Wu Xing and Dali Temple Qing can compare it.
After all, it involved the emperor's merchants and the palace, so Wu Xing very cautiously invited several officials to join the trial.
Feng Yuan, the Minister of Punishment, looked as if he was constipated. When would it be his turn to do such a bad job?
"Mr. Wu, do you think I am too idle? After all, I am also your boss. Don't you understand that at the highest level, people can be crushed to death? Aren't you afraid that I will really crush you to death?"
The relationship between the two has always been good, even though Shuntian Mansion is only a third-level official, they have jointly handled cases and enforced the law countless times.
Zhou Yongchang, the minister of Dali Temple, smiled like Maitreya Buddha. He looked at the menu leisurely. The more he read, the more excited he became. He clapped his thigh and said, "A few of our brothers will go to Suji for a party later in the evening?"
"Look at this dish, it suits me so well. You know whether I like fish or fish, sour and sweet!"
"Okay! Don't tell me that my wife likes this dish. I'll bring her a copy later." Wu Xing also discovered a dish that his wife liked.
The comparison of recipes took place in court and was a public trial. This conversation was like a slap in the face to Zhao Han.
"Ahem! Boss Zhao, why do I think you are plagiarizing other people's recipes?" All the dishes are much better than Yipin Xian in terms of ingredients and taste.
"Impossible! I paid for this recipe, and it is also the result of many years of improvement. How could it be plagiarized by them?" Zhao Han was furious, and stood up to grab Su Yining's recipe.
"Bang!" Su Yining had quick eyesight and quick hands. He went up and kicked the person to the ground.
"You shameless person, why the hell are you still robbing me if I don't show it to you?"
"Sister, pay attention to your appearance and remain a lady, lady!" Su Jinshuang quickly pulled her back and stretched out her hand to adjust her dress. It was as if what happened just now had never happened.
"Princess Zhan, you are going too far! Mr. Wu, Mr. Zhou, Mr. Feng, are you just going to watch her humiliate me like this?" The fingerpoint was instantly pointed at several officials, meaning that they were protecting Princess Zhan.
Unexpectedly, Feng Yuan, the Secretary of the Ministry of Justice, was not happy. He rolled his eyes and said with a very disdainful expression: "Boss Zhao, I am not talking about you. You are saying that you, a big man, have to compete with a little girl."
"You can't compete, but you still think that people are bullying you. As men, can we show some face? Everyone knows what you do, and you turn a blind eye."
"But now you've bullied the Prince of War, and you really want us to be blind!" When he said the last two words, his voice was low and angry.
Zhou Yongchang, the minister of Dali Temple, spoke softly and slowly, not so radically, but said casually: "A small imperial merchant can ride on the prince's head and shit. I don't know if he will do the same to the Tian family in the future."
When Zhao Han heard this, his back instantly went cold and sweat broke out. He already knew that he had made a mistake.
After calming down for a moment, he said calmly: "Several adults, Zhao is being stingy. It is true that ordinary people should not be able to see each other like a little girl. Since the adults say there is no problem, then there is no problem."
"Hey, that's right. A grown man like you needs to be brave!" Feng Yuan nodded with great satisfaction. They were very sympathetic to Su Yining's experience.
Of course, a more important reason is that their wife's temper has obviously improved since she went to the hot springs, and she looks and feels refreshed in every aspect.
If you are tolerant to the concubines in your house, your family will be harmonious, and your official career will be prosperous.
"My lord, this is all a misunderstanding. Zhao was negligent. I will apologize to Princess Zhan someday. If there is nothing else, I will leave first."
There was someone behind Zhao Han, and they didn't want to offend him to death, so they smiled and prepared to let people leave.
Su Yining was not interested in the mutual protection between officials, and asked coldly: "Master Zhao wants to leave like this? Have you forgotten something?"
Su Ji has been delayed by her all day. This is more of a loss than she, a person who has been wronged, can't let her, the wronged person, pay for it, right?