Wujiang Town, Babaozhai Restaurant.

Zhou Bajing, the shopkeeper of the restaurant, stood in front of the door, looking at Yipinju, which was booming across the street, and then at the somewhat cold Babaozhai, the old face showed a hint of envy.

Babaozhai is very famous in Wujiang Town. The restaurant’s signature dish is Babao Xianzhen, which is usually full. However, Yipinju tofu dishes emerged and carried a lot of Babaozhai’s business.

Zhou Bajing was feeling emotion, a carriage stopped in front of the restaurant, and a man who looked like a housekeeper helped an old man out.

After seeing this old man, Zhou Bajing's eyes lit up and he said with a smile: "Oh, Mr. Wu, you haven't come to our Babaozhai for a while."

"Your Babaozhai's business is so good, but you don't need me, an old man." Wu Zhendong said with a smile.

"Old Master Wu, it is our honor to come to our Babaozhai. Do you think I am just in time to welcome you?" Zhou Bajing said.

"Okay, after hearing what you said, I'm really right." Wu Zhendong smiled and said.

"Old Master Wu, what do you want to eat today? If you want to eat the Eight Treasures Fairy Treasures, I'll let someone stew it for you first." Zhou Bajing asked while leading Wu Zhendong forward.

"I won't eat Babao Xianzhen today. I want to eat some fresh dishes." Wu Zhendong stopped and waved his hand.

"Oh, what fresh dishes do you want to eat? I'll let the kitchen prepare for you." Zhou Bajing asked.

"Shopkeeper Zhou, recently there is an ingredient called tofu. The dishes made are very delicious. I also want to try your Babaozhai craftsmanship." Wu Zhendong asked.

"Tofu dishes!" Zhou Bajing couldn't help but look dark when he heard Wu Zhendong's words. If the other party hadn't been an old customer, he would have regarded the other party as a kicking restaurant.

Seeing that Zhou Bajing's expression was wrong, Wu Zhendong frowned slightly and tentatively said, "What? Could it be that your restaurant cannot make tofu dishes?"

Zhou Bajing's face turned red, his expression seemed a little awkward, and he smiled and said, "We are also developing tofu dishes, and it is estimated that it will be available in a few days."

"ah……"

After hearing Zhou Bajing's words, Wu Zhendong seemed a little surprised, and his previous thoughts were a little shaken. He asked: "Shopkeeper Zhou, now besides Yipinju, there are other restaurants that can make tofu dishes?"

"I don't know much about this." Zhou Bajing shook his head and said, not seemingly wanting to take on this conversation.

Seeing Zhou Bajing's attitude, Wu Zhendong felt even more strange and thought quickly: "Can the ingredients of tofu be really the exclusive ingredients of Yipinju!"

Wu Zhendong was quite uneasy. Tofu dishes are so delicious, there will definitely be a big market in the future. If only Yipinju can make them, then the huge benefits contained in them will definitely make people rich.

After thinking about it, Wu Zhendong bowed to Zhou Bajing and said, "Shopkeeper Zhou, I suddenly remembered that there is still some urgent matters. I will not eat in a restaurant today, so I will say goodbye."

Wu Zhendong knew that this was impolite, but he had more important things to do now and had no time to be polite with Zhou Bajing. If his guess was accurate, maybe a great fortune would be waiting for him.

"Old Master Wu, don't..." Seeing Wu Zhendong turn and leave, Zhou Ba's beard was straight and straight, he felt so frustrated.

"Old man, please go slowly. Where are we going now?" Wu Zhong hurriedly met and asked, supporting Wu Zhendong.

"I'm going to Yipinju now and try the tofu dishes again." Wu Zhendong said thoughtfully.

"Old man, this is probably not good. The master is going to take back the restaurant today. If you go to Yipinju for dinner now, wouldn't that be a joke?" Wu Zhong muttered.

"Barring, as long as I am not dead yet, the Wu family will be in charge. Could it be that I am the one who is my master, and I will not be able to accommodate him?" Wu Zhendong cursed.

"Don't calm down, the young one doesn't mean that, the young one..." Seeing Wu Zhendong getting angry, Wu Zhong was so scared that he trembled all over.

"Stop being silly. I have something to tell you to do." Wu Zhendong waved his hand and said.

"Old Master, you said, the younger one will definitely do it for you." Wu Zhong hurriedly expressed his loyalty.

"Yes." Wu Zhendong responded and whispered: "You go to another restaurant to see if there are anyone selling tofu dishes, and ask how to make tofu?"

"Old man, what are you doing? Why am I a little confused?" Wu Zhong said.

"Where does it come from so much nonsense? Just go quickly if you want to go." Wu Zhendong frowned and scolded.

"Yes, I'll go now." Seeing that Wu Zhendong was about to attack again, Wu Zhong hurriedly bowed and then walked towards other restaurants.

After sending Wu Zhong away, Wu Zhendong himself was not idle and walked directly towards Yipinju. The two restaurants were not far apart, and they were only a few dozen steps away.

When Wu Zhendong walked outside the Yipinju gate, he found many guests around him. After entering the Yipinju restaurant, the room was filled with guests, laughter and noisy.

"The business of this Pinju is really good. If we hadn't come early today, we would probably not even be able to find the location."

"If you want to say that this tofu dish is really awesome, otherwise how could it attract so many guests."

"If you want me to tell me, the most delicious thing is this stinky tofu, which smells smelly and tastes fragrant, making you unable to let go of your mouth."

"I still like to eat scallions and tofu, which is authentic and light and refreshing." Many diners savored various dishes while eating, and they were enjoying themselves.

There was no empty space at Yipinju Restaurant, and Wu Zhendong was not in a hurry to find a seat. Instead, he wandered around the lobby, staring at the dishes on various tables, watching the many guests having dinner, and listening to everyone's discussions on tofu dishes.

While Wu Zhendong was strolling in the lobby of Yipinju, someone looked at him. This person was Zhou Dacheng, a friend of Yipinju. He had worked in Yipinju for so many years and naturally met Wu Zhendong, an old landlord in the restaurant.

After Zhou Dacheng discovered Wu Zhendong, because he was not sure about the other party's purpose, he was afraid that the other party would come back to the restaurant, so he did not go over to greet the other party immediately, but hurried to the kitchen.

"Old shopkeeper, old shopkeeper..." Zhou Dacheng hurriedly ran into the kitchen and shouted panting.

At this time, Yan Yunhua and his grandson were both in the kitchen, and the two were busy. After seeing Zhou Dacheng running in, Yan Yunhua handed over two plates and ordered:

"Dacheng, you came here just in time. These two dishes have been cooked and you just happened to serve the guests."

"Old shopkeeper, I have something to tell you now." Zhou Dacheng said hurriedly.

"Dacheng, what's the matter? Let's talk about it tonight. Today's business cannot be delayed." Yan Yunhua did not stop his work and was cleaning the cooking pot just now.

In order to get a month's rent, Yan Yunhua and his grandson did not have any leisure time. They just wanted to do more business to make money for this month's rent.

"Master, the old master of the Wu family is here." Seeing that Yan Yunhua didn't care about him, Zhou Dacheng said straight to the point.

"What! You mean Wu Chunlai's father is here." Yan Yunhua asked with a look of surprise.

"Yes, I just watched the person walking in, and the person was in the lobby." Zhou Dacheng nodded and said.

"What is he doing here now? Could it be that he is here to collect rent, or to drive us out of the restaurant?" Yan Yunhua's face changed and she muttered.

"Old shopkeeper, I don't seem to be here to make trouble, why don't you see him in person?" Zhou Dacheng suggested.

"Okay, then you can ask him to the side hall first, I'll clean up and go there immediately." Yan Yunhua nodded slightly and said.

"I'll do it now." Zhou Dacheng responded, turned around and ran towards the lobby.

"Grandpa, I'd better go to see that old man Wu. If the other party makes any request, we have room for return." Yan Nantian suggested.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work." Yan Yunhua hesitated for a moment, then nodded and agreed.

"It should be." Yan Nantian responded, and then walked towards the side hall.

After Yan Nantian felt the side hall, Zhou Dacheng led an old man in. The old man was somewhat similar to Wu Chunlai, but he was very thin.

"I have met Mr. Wu in Yan Nantian." Yan Nantian bowed and bowed to Wu Zhendong, saying.

"Young shopkeeper, don't be polite. I am about the same age as your grandfather. If you don't dislike me, just call me Grandpa Wu." Wu Zhendong spoke quite kindly, but he said with a tone of being a bit old-fashioned.

"Mr. Wu, I wonder what you are doing today?" Yan Nantian tentatively said.

"Young shopkeeper, don't worry. I'm not here to collect the rent, nor do I want to take back the restaurant." Wu Zhendong kept it a secret, then smiled and said:

"I heard that your Yipinju has a new dish that tastes beautiful, has a good taste and a hot business, so I came here to try it."

Although Wu Zhendong looked harmless, Yan Nantian didn't believe his words and said, "Old Wu and Liao praised it. We are doing small business and we have to rely on your oldest care."
Chapter completed!