"Tired birds return to the forest at dusk, floating clouds return to the mountains in the clear sky.

Congratulations on the opening of Guilin Restaurant! "

Guilin Restaurant? Guilin Restaurant?

So it was Guilin Restaurant!

Below the bustling stage, there were old customers who had been "hunting" for many years in the capital. Then, they shouted excitedly.

The people around them looked at the old customers strangely.

The white-bearded old customer pretended to be profound as he stroked his beard. After whetting the appetite of the people around him, he said, "This Guilin Restaurant is an old restaurant in Shengjing. It was located at the old west market."

So it was a restaurant!

Only then did everyone understand.

It turned out that it was just a restaurant after all this time. They had thought it would be a big show!

Soon, the news spread. The atmosphere brought about by the lion dance and the surging songs immediately cooled down.

Some people were very disdainful.

"I thought it was something big. So it's just the opening of a restaurant, and an old one at that. In that desolate old west market, does the owner of this restaurant know how to do business?

Who would go to that place? "

"A restaurant?

They dare to open it?

There are more than ten famous restaurants on Vermilion Bird Avenue. Why don't you measure your own worth? "

"I think we can leave now. What are you waiting for? Let's go, let's go!"

Not far away, Steward Qin, who was observing the crowd's reaction, smiled.

At this moment, a young waiter came forward and bowed. "Master Qin."

"Is everything ready?"

The waiter took a step to the side and revealed the things placed behind him.

"The other five places in the city are ready as well."

Steward Qin's gaze landed on the three medium-sized jars behind the young waiter. He nodded at the waiter.

"Bring them up."

The waiter immediately signaled the men behind him to move.

Just as the crowd was about to disperse, Steward Qin walked up to the stage.

As soon as he stepped onto the stage, the performers in the troupe banged the drum and gongs in their hands twice.

As expected, everyone's attention was once again drawn to the stage.

Steward Qin wore a sapphire blue brocade robe. His black hair was neatly tied into a crown. He did not look like a servant at all. Instead, he looked like a fair scholar.

Steward Qin was a smooth talker. He bowed slightly to the people around him and instantly won the favor of a large group of people.

He politely raised his voice and said, "Today is the grand opening of the Dong Family Restaurant. First of all, I would like to thank all of you for coming."

At this point, Steward Qin bowed again and continued.

"The owner has spoken. No matter what, Guilin Restaurant is one of the oldest restaurants in the capital. It can't be ruined in her hands. Since we're opening today, the owner has specially instructed me to invite everyone to taste Guilin Restaurant's culinary skills. If you like it, you can draw lots to have a free meal at Guilin Restaurant today.

The owner has said that Guilin Restaurant will either give up or become the best restaurant in Shengjing! "

Oh my, such arrogance!

Steward Qin's words not only stabilized the hatred, it was practically overflowing.

His words had offended all the major restaurants in Shengjing City in one fell swoop. One had to know that the people who had come to watch the show were the shopkeepers and waiters of these restaurants!

Before these shopkeepers and waiters could stand up and scold him, a loyal customer started to clamor.

"Nonsense! The most delicious dishes in the capital can only be made at Yue Hong House!"

"… What!

De 'an House's dishes are the best!

How dare a nameless thief come out and spout nonsense! "

…

Previously, the spectators had a very good impression of this white-faced steward. But in the next moment, after hearing his words, they only felt that he didn't know what was good for him and was arrogant.

In just a few moments, there was already a wave of cursing.

The pitiful Steward Qin was about to be condemned by everyone.

However, Steward Qin, who was still standing on the stage with his hands behind his back and his chest puffed out, still had a faint smile on his face. It was as if no amount of cursing could shake him. He quietly waited for the crowd to vent their anger for a while, then said unhurriedly, "As the saying goes, if you don't have the ability, you don't have to do the porcelain work. Whether it's a mule or a horse, let's first pull it out for a spin.

If you don't believe me, why don't you have a taste first so that the owner and I can accept our defeat wholeheartedly? "

Oh ho, the young steward on the stage was becoming arrogant!

Alright, I'll let you, who belittles yourself, return in defeat!

The crowd below didn't expect that Steward Qin would dare to let them taste the food in front of him. They were immediately enraged and determined. They all shouted that they wanted to have a taste. They wanted to make this dogshit Guilin Restaurant accept their defeat wholeheartedly. They wanted this restaurant, which hadn't even opened for business yet, to instantly become the laughingstock of the entire capital.

Steward Qin gave a look to the waiter behind him. The waiter brought five or six strong men and carried a stack of ordinary, coarse porcelain plates over and placed them on the side of the stage.

Following that, the crowd saw three fat jars about the height of a calf being moved to the center of the stage by the young waiter.

Seeing these three ugly and coarse jars, the people below immediately roared with laughter. "Steward, is your owner going to treat us to the delicacies in these jars?

Let me guess, could it be that the jars are pickled vegetables? "

"Oh my, so pickled vegetables are the specialty of Guilin Restaurant. It's indeed as old as Guilin Restaurant!"

Steward Qin didn't care about the laughter and ridicule of the crowd below. He only stared at the three half-sized jars and waved his hand at the waiter.

The three waiter standing behind the jars waved their hands, and the leather cover that had originally sealed the jars was removed.

The autumn wind blew in from behind the stage, and in an instant, a rich and alluring fragrance wafted out from the jars.

The person closest to the wooden stage suddenly sniffed.

"What's that smell? Why is it so fragrant!"

"I smell it too!

Oh my god, what is it! "

The mouths of the three thick jars were emitting hot air, as if the air above the wooden stage had been enshrouded.

Suddenly, someone pointed at the three extremely ordinary, coarse porcelain jars. "The smell is coming from that jar."

Once someone pointed it out, many people moved closer to the stage. In an instant, they were all rubbing shoulders with one another.

"It's really the smell from that jar. What is that?!"

When someone asked, the smile on Steward Qin's face slowly widened. He patiently explained to the surrounding crowd, "This is the owner's secret recipe, Jar Meat. It's one of Guilin Restaurant's specialties.

It's made from high-quality streaky pork and cooked using a secret recipe. Everyone, you're in luck. This is the first time this dish has appeared. If you want to try it, you'd better hurry! "

Meat!

Oh my god!

There's actually meat in the jars!

This was the first time they had seen meat dishes made from jars. Furthermore, the fragrance was so rich and tempting. Were they sure it was pork?

How could lowly pork have such a rich fragrance?

How was that possible!

Nowadays, very few nobles ate pork. Most of their main meats were venison and mutton. Pork was only eaten by the poor commoners who couldn't afford mutton.