"Deng Deng Deng..." The sound of rapid footsteps broke the silence of Zuixiang Pavilion.
Zuixiang Pavilion can be regarded as the best inn in Linxian County. However, it has been deserted these days. I only heard that a big shot has booked Zuixiang Pavilion and no one is allowed to come in.
A warrior wearing armor quickly climbed to the third floor and knelt down on one knee in front of the largest guest room.
"Miss, I am late, please forgive me."
"No need." A cold voice came from the door, "Have you brought the Holy Compass?"
"I followed the lady's instructions and brought it here." The warrior said respectfully.
"Go ahead and search the entire Lin County to find that person. Also, check out the details of a man named Li Chang'an."
"Follow the order of the young lady." After accepting the order, the warrior hurriedly left.
inside the door,
The cold voice suddenly became a little cheerful, "Cuiyue, is there any Malatang?"
The maid in Tsing Yi said with a bitter face, "Miss, I bought this bowl today in advance and brought it back yesterday. If you want to eat it, you can only buy it today."
"Okay, I don't know who made the spicy hotpot, but it tastes really good."
"Now in the whole city, only Wangfuji's Malatang is the most authentic. I heard that they were the first to make candied haws." said the maid in Tsing Yi.
"Candied Haw Lu? If you say that, why do I feel that I have nothing to do with that Li Changan?"
The beaded curtain squeaked softly, and a white brocade dress walked out from the curtain. Her facial features were exquisite and her skin was white. She seemed more attractive than the previous few days, but there was a hint of iceberg-like aura about her body.
"Miss, why don't we just arrest that guy?"
"Forget it, there's no need. As long as your wealth is clean, just send someone to Fucheng. The guys at home will take care of themselves." The iceberg-like white clothes have a cold temperament, but the playfulness in her words adds a hint of fireworks.
gas,
"The most important thing now is to find that innate cultural relic."
…
Sanyangmen was particularly lively today, especially when everyone discovered that there were two stalls, both selling spicy hotpots, and both had wooden signs with "Wang Fu Ji" on them.
Some people tasted it doubtfully, and were pleasantly surprised to find that the taste was the same.
As a result, the originally slightly crowded stalls were finally relieved.
"Boss, why did there suddenly be an extra stall today?"
"Are you guys separated?"
Someone is asking, and many people are pricking up their ears to listen.
"The guest officer was joking. There are only two stalls today. After a while, we will set up stalls in other places."
"As long as it's Wangfuji, we all taste the same."
“If you want to eat spicy hotpot, just look for Wangfuji.”
Xiaolan repeated what Li Changan taught.
Only then did everyone suddenly realize that they were expanding their business scale.
Several people in the crowd left quietly with strange expressions on their faces.
"Da Liu, since they can open more stalls, do you think we should partner with them?" The fat man twitched his mustache.
"Didn't several people ask this before? I haven't heard anyone say it was successful." The mustache shook his head, "This is a sure-profit business. Why should others share the money with us?"
"That's right." The fat man sighed, "I really don't know how they make such spicy hotpot."
"The taste we prepare ourselves is always wrong."
The mustachioed man pursed his lips, "It's not just us. Looking at all these people, who doesn't want to know?"
"If you have a unique secret recipe and it can be learned so easily, why do you call it a unique secret recipe?"
Although it is divided into two stalls, there is still an endless stream of people coming to eat spicy hotpot.
The two stalls, Xiaolan and Xiaofang, were very busy.
Not long after, a piece of news caused a commotion among the crowd.
"Have you heard? Zhangji Restaurant also sells spicy hotpot."
"What? How is this possible?"
"Yes, sales have already started."
Among the people in line, some people's expressions suddenly changed.
Roadside stalls and wine shops represent two completely different meanings.
BaZi talked nonsense to the fat man and said, "Let's go and have a look."
The two of them left the team and rushed towards Zhang Kee Winery.
"Da Liu, what's going on? What's going on with Zhang Ji's wine shop?"
As the fat man walked, the flesh on his body swayed.
"I don't know." The mustache frowned, "I thought Wangfuji had to eat alone before, but Zhangji Restaurant also sells spicy hotpot, so there's something wrong."
"Is it really possible to form a partnership?"
The two of them were full of questions. When they rushed to Zhang Kee Winery, they found a wooden sign hanging at the door of Zhangji Winery, which also had the word "Wang Fu" on it.
When I walked in, I saw that there were two separate pots placed next to the counter.
Smelling the fragrance, it is indeed the smell of Wangfuji.
Business in the wine shop is booming, and seven out of ten people are carrying a bowl of Malatang.
The waiters were rushing between the tables, making it very lively.
Go to a wine shop to have a drink and eat some side dishes, and then you can talk nonsense for a long time.
Now that Malatang is available, I can exchange the money for eating side dishes into eating Malatang, and the difference is not much. After drinking wine, my whole body will be warm and comfortable.
The mustache ordered two bowls of Malatang, one bowl each for the fat man, and finished them quickly. "The taste is the same."
The mustache was no longer calm. He walked to the counter and clasped his fists at the standing Zhang Fugui, "Boss Zhang."
"Da Liu, why are you here today?"
"I heard that Boss Zhang sells spicy hotpot here, so I came here to try it. It's really authentic."
"You're so polite. Da Liu, your craftsmanship is not bad. Why do you like this Malatang?" Zhang Fugui looked at the clerk who was collecting the bill and smiled.
The mustachioed man took a few steps closer to the counter and said, "Boss Zhang, let's not talk secretly. I wonder if I can do this spicy hotpot business?"
"Well..." Zhang Fugui pretended to be deep in thought, "We have to wait a little longer, the time has not come yet."
The mustache's eyes turned slightly, and then he smiled, "Then when the time comes, Boss Zhang, don't forget about my little brother."
"Don't dare, don't dare..."
Watching the mustache and the fat man leave, Zhang Fugui shook his head and smacked his lips and said, "This is already the seventh one. Malatang is a bit prickly..."
Even though there was one more Wangfuji stall in Sanyangmen, they were all sold out before the end of the evening market.
On the second day, the number of stalls selling malatang increased to four, two in Sanyangmen and two in Dongfang and Nanfang, but the supply still exceeded demand.
Now many people couldn't sit still and gathered together to discuss.
"Wangfuji can no longer be allowed to do this. Malatang's business is too good and it will affect our business."
"That's right, and Wangfuji is too independent. No matter how we talk about cooperation, he won't let go. It's really difficult to handle."
"Zhang Kee Restaurant also had a hand in it. Do you think the Malatang was created by Zhang Kee Restaurant?"
"Who can tell for sure? But I have heard that some of the stalls outside visit Zhang Ji Winery every day."
"That bastard Zhang Fugui wants to eat alone!"
Everyone was very angry. In the past few days, everyone was nervous because of the Malatang incident. It was too involved.
It may even affect the future and destiny of everyone present.
"Didn't you say that we sent people to follow us? Didn't we find anything? Even if we can't get the formula, what's the point of making them unable to make Malatang?"
"Can you really make people disappear? Once the government's pursuit documents come out, who can escape? Besides, that reckless man Zhang Fugui is also involved now. No matter how dirty you are, it won't hurt the roots."
…
More than a dozen people in the room looked gloomy and gloomy.
At this time, a figure walked in.
The people sitting around looked over and stood up and clasped their fists, "It turns out to be shopkeeper Xie. What advice can shopkeeper Xie come here to give you?"
I'd like to thank the shopkeeper, the shopkeeper of Qingyue Building in Linxian Ninth Building.
"I don't take it as advice. I'm just here to give you a message on the order of my boss." Shopkeeper Xie said perfunctorily, cupping his fists.
"The Malatang recipe has a huge impact. If it is not controlled in time, I am afraid that one or even two more big restaurants will open in Linxian County."
"If you don't cooperate sincerely at this time, I'm afraid it's normal for several companies to go bankrupt."
Everyone present frowned, but did not speak to refute. What shopkeeper Xie said was true.
Malatang has really become a trend, and the impact on everyone is unimaginable.
This is not just a matter of one dish. Malatang’s soup base formula can improve many dishes and has a huge impact.
"May I ask what Mr. Xie has to say?" someone asked.
Shopkeeper Xie smiled and said, "It's quite simple."
"Wang Fu Ji, who has a stall outside, just find a few gangsters and smash them up so they can't open the stall. It's not murder and arson, so we can just lock it up for a few days and find more groups of people to come in in turn."
"As for Zhang Ji Winery, we need everyone to work together to suppress it. Of course, Qingyue Tower will also take action. As long as we work together, the few pots at Zhang Ji Winery alone can't make any waves."
Everyone looked at each other, and then smiled meaningfully, "In that case, we will listen to the shopkeeper."