Opening a restaurant in the Imperial City would only cost two thousand taels of silver.
Although he still needed to settle some matters behind the scenes, Xu Que was still the Emperor. With a few words, everything would be smooth and unimpeded.
Of course, he did all this behind Xuanyuan Wanrong's back. He even carefully found a white glove to hide from the eyes of the spies.
This woman was very narrow-minded. If she were to find out about this, she would probably do something behind the scenes.
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A few days later, a brand new restaurant rose from the ground in the Imperial City.
The sudden appearance of this restaurant immediately attracted the attention of many people.
In the Imperial City, every inch of land was worth its weight in gold. If one wanted to open a restaurant, not only did he need money, he also needed to have a huge network.
Otherwise, this restaurant would not be able to stay open for long.
"White Cloud Restaurant … I don't think I've heard of such a restaurant before."
"Which noble is this? Why did they suddenly open this restaurant?"
"I'm not sure, but I've never heard of their signature dish. I think it's called something like hotpot …"
"Isn't it written on their signboard? Heavenly Explosion Faction's Haidilao Hotpot!"
Just as everyone was discussing spiritedly, a shocking scene appeared!
The famous hedonistic young masters of the Imperial City all gathered together and headed to the restaurant in high spirits.
The commoners immediately felt their hearts skip a beat.
This group of hedonistic young masters were notorious in the Imperial City. Although they had never committed any heinous crimes, they were usually arrogant, despotic, and unscrupulous.
Usually, when this group of fellows appeared in groups, they would either go to a brothel or find trouble with someone.
"I'm afraid this restaurant won't be able to stay open until tomorrow …" Someone who was well-versed in this matter silently sighed.
It was a pity that such a good restaurant was about to fall into the hands of this group of evildoers.
Before the crowd could finish lamenting, a shocking scene appeared.
This group of hedonistic young masters entered the restaurant standing, but were carried out of the restaurant!
Furthermore, it was not because they were seriously injured and unable to walk, but because they had eaten too much and could only be carried out!
There were even some who clung to the door of the restaurant and refused to leave, wailing loudly, "Manager! I beg you, let me pack a portion! I haven't had enough! "
The white-haired innkeeper didn't even appear. He only sent someone to pass the message, "One person is only allowed to have one meal a day. No more than that."
No matter how reluctant the good-for-nothing young master was, he could only be carried back to the mansion.
Hua!
For a time, discussions about this restaurant arose everywhere.
"What the hell? The last time those playboys visited a restaurant like this, the restaurant closed down on the same day!"
"Didn't you notice? Even though the shopkeeper didn't give them any face, those good-for-nothings didn't cause any trouble!"
"Yes! They're a bunch of fearless fellows. When did they become so obedient? "
Those with discerning eyes quickly pointed out the crux of the matter. The power of the owner behind this restaurant was probably beyond imagination.
Soon, someone spread the information about the restaurant.
"Let me tell you, this restaurant only sells one dish, and that is the hotpot. I heard that it costs a hundred taels of silver per serving!" someone said.
"Really? A hundred silver taels is so expensive?"
"Really! And it's said that the taste is incomparably good, making people enjoy it so much that they forget to leave! "
Although the good-for-nothing young masters didn't have a good reputation, they were still a group of people who knew how to enjoy life the most in the Imperial City.
Whenever there was something delicious or fun to eat, this group of people would be like sharks that smelled blood, flocking to it.
This time, with them as the vanguard, the White Cloud Restaurant's reputation quickly spread in the Imperial City. In a short time, many people flocked to it.
The Imperial City was under the feet of the Emperor. Although a hundred silver taels of silver for a dish was expensive, there were people who could afford it.
In just half a day, a long queue had formed below the White Cloud Restaurant. It almost stretched across the entire street. There were even people lining up on the neighboring street.
Just when the crowd was complaining about the crowd, the innkeeper spoke again.
"The restaurant's hotpot is limited to ninety-nine portions a day. If you don't want to line up, you can apply for a membership card for nine hundred and ninety-eight silver taels. You can be seated in advance."
Immediately, officials and nobles paid their silver taels and applied for a membership card. They were immediately treated as guests of honor and enjoyed the delicious food.
The other rich people snorted at this.
"Idiot. Applying for a membership card just to enjoy the food in advance? How stupid."
"That's right. They don't know that only by waiting can good things become more valuable."
"This kind of nouveau riche doesn't deserve to line up with us at all."
The noble who had applied for a membership card walked out after eating. When he heard these words, a subtle expression appeared on his face. He said loudly, "It can't be, it can't be. Is there really someone who can't even afford a membership card and is lining up here? How dare he call himself a rich person?"
F * ck!
His words caused a thousand ripples. Everyone was rich. What right did he have to be so arrogant?
It was only nine hundred and ninety-eight silver taels. How could he not afford it?!
"Give me one!" A rich person was indignant. He took out his silver taels on the spot to apply for a membership card.
"I want one too!"
"Give me ten. Everyone at the table can have one. If some nouveau riche sees this, they will think that I can't afford it!"
According to incomplete statistics, there were more than a hundred rich people who applied for membership cards.
Some rich people refused to believe it and refused to apply for a membership card. In the end, they queued for an entire day and still couldn't get in.
Asking meant that they were prioritizing the members' orders.
The rich people were instantly dumbfounded. It turned out that without a f * cking membership card, they couldn't even smell a thing, let alone eat hotpot!
Thus, almost all the rich people who wanted to eat hotpot went to apply for a membership card with their tails between their legs.
Xuanyuan Wanrong, who was in the palace, couldn't help but be surprised when she heard the news.
"It's just a hotpot. How can it attract so many fans?"
The spy who came to report hesitated for a moment and said in a low voice, "Your Highness, there are rumors that this White Cloud Restaurant was built by His Majesty."
"I know." Xuanyuan Wanrong wasn't surprised at all. "Only he could come up with this kind of stupid idea to earn money by opening a restaurant."
However, fighting a war required a million silver taels, and that was the lowest.
And the restaurant's turnover today, even after applying for a membership card, was less than two hundred thousand silver taels.
Xuanyuan Wanrong didn't know how to run a country, but she knew that in this world without spiritual energy, no matter how delicious the food was, one would get tired of it one day.
The reason why there was such a high income today was because everyone wanted to see it as a novelty.
As time passed, the turnover would gradually decrease. At that time, if they continued to earn a hundred silver taels per dish, who knew when they would be able to earn a million silver taels?
However, she didn't know that this was only the first step for Xu Que.
"Chives can't be harvested in one go. We have to give them some room to grow!"
Xu Que, who was imparting his experience to the manager, said.
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