Survival rules for restaurants: cooking and eating melons at the same time

Chapter 174 Kyoto Matters



Chapter 174 Kyoto Matters

"I know this guy. I bought information from him a few days ago. He said he was an know-it-all in Kyoto." Gu Qingyun ate beef jerky nonchalantly without even raising his eyelids.

"How can such a person have a shop?" Although there are detectives in modern times and know-it-alls in ancient times, An Qiao still feels weird.

This kind of person looks easy to be beaten. What if the victim comes to find him?

"Of course there are. On the surface, these people seem to be fighting alone, but in fact there must be a huge group of forces behind them. Not everyone can bully them casually." Gu Qingyun seemed to know what An Qiao was suspicious of and explained.

An Qiao couldn't help but sigh, it was really nice to enjoy the shade under a big tree.

The small commotion at the Kyoto restaurant soon calmed down after An Qiao's comfort and the appearance of Gu Qingyun, and those terrified faces gradually regained their composure.

In fact, to be honest, the Kyoto chain has not encountered any major problems since its opening, and everyone has made a lot of money.

Therefore, it is understandable that the psychological endurance is low.

After finishing their meal, the Dali Temple group went to look for the "Kyoto know-it-all".

"I'll go with you." An Qiao stood up, her eyes unusually serious.

"What are you going to do? Just stay here. We promised to handle it for you, and we will do it for you." Gu Qingyun said seriously.

It's not that I don't want her to be involved, but handling cases is dangerous in many cases. If something happens, there's no need to involve her. It would be easier for the others to run away.

"No, this is my business..." An Qiao's voice gradually became smaller when she said this. Yes, she also knew that if there was any danger, she might be a hindrance.

"Oh, it's just a small matter. Don't worry about it, let's go." Xinhai couldn't bear it anymore. He was never so hesitant even when he had to go through fire and water.

"Write down any information you showed me at home in a timely manner, just like before." Gu Qingyun left after leaving a word.

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Perhaps influenced by public opinion, there were not many customers in the restaurant today.

"Those people out there who believe in it have no idea what's wrong with them. They think they have unlimited powers just by eating something. They are the ones who believed the rumors and are blaming you, young lady. It's really unfair!" A diner saw An Qiao leaning on the counter thoughtfully and was afraid that she would be depressed, so he tried to persuade her.

"Oh, I said some people's brains were squeezed by the door. The young lady never said that eating her food has any health-enhancing function, one by one..." Another diner also echoed.

In the lobby where not many people were around, everyone started talking to each other.

"Thank you all for trusting our Kyoto Restaurant. I will buy all kinds of delicious food for you in the future." An Qiao looked at the diners sincerely.

Now many of the people talking are familiar faces, and An Qiao feels even happier.

"Are you okay?" A clear voice came from the door.

It’s the Seven-Colored Hero.

"Qing'er (crying)." An Qiao deliberately called Li Qing in a coquettish voice.

Li Qing can be considered one of the few friends An Qiao made outside after coming to Dayan Dynasty.

Although Li Qing has been under strict control since the last incident and is not allowed to go out unless necessary, she has actually missed many opportunities to meet.

"I feel relieved to hear that you still have the energy to act funny." Li Qing sat down at the bar and propped up her chin.

Her father was the Minister of Works and knew little about these conspiracies. In addition, something happened to her valued subordinate this year and her daughter almost got into trouble as well.

Zhao Ping passed away suddenly, leaving behind the half-finished Thousand Buddha Painting that the Emperor was going to present to the Empress Dowager, and he was worried every day.

This is the same for writing, painting, and carving. If the person changes in the middle, even if the method is exactly the same, clues can be seen.

In the end, I had to give up and find someone else to carve it again.

It is said that some time ago, the Minister of Works ran to the Imperial Observatory overnight to ask the imperial master for help. Who did the Ministry of Works block? Why are people from the Ministry of Works always the ones who get into trouble?

The imperial teacher was so frightened that he was dragged to the Ministry of Works without even taking his whisk, and he was asked to change the placement of several pieces of furniture.

Now her father is still careful about the pots and pans that have been placed there. These damn unexpected disasters have made the Minister of Works nervous.

"It would be great if my dad worked in the Ministry of Rites. The Ministry of Rites is the best at doing these things." Li Qing sighed while eating melon seeds out of boredom.

"Why?" An Qiao was already a little absent-minded, and at this moment she was unable to react for a moment.

In her impression, the Ministry of Rites should be responsible for sacrifices, leaving the palace, formalities, etc. How could it be related to this matter?

"My dear sister, you don't know. In addition to the skills that people are familiar with, there are many things to learn in this Ministry of Rites.

Those with good hand shape and music theory will learn to play musical instruments; those with good posture will learn to dance; the purpose is not to let them perform, but to let them be in charge of the performance.

The rest were sent to learn how to write, and what they wrote had to be eye-catching and explosive.

Also, they have to learn foreign languages, otherwise they won't be able to cooperate with Honghu Temple. Anyway, they have a lot to learn." Li Qing looked at An Qiao and said, "If my father was from the Ministry of Rites, who could beat him in this mere war of public opinion?"

An Qiao propped up her chin. Isn't this just the working people in ancient times?

"Oh, it's okay, it's just a small matter, but I always feel... forget it..." In fact, An Qiao wanted to talk about the weird governor of Kyoto, but she swallowed the words back when they came to her lips.

Making irresponsible remarks about imperial officials is a capital crime.

"What's the matter? Don't keep me in suspense. I told daddy today because I heard that something happened to you. It took me a long time to get him out." Li Qing poked An Qiao dissatisfiedly.

"What do you usually do at home?" An Qiao changed the subject without thinking.

Li Qing was also quickly attracted and immediately said, "Music, chess, calligraphy and painting!!! You also want to teach me something else...I can't stand like this, I can't sit like that, I can't smile like this, anyway, there are so many things! I usually come to your restaurant to buy some food, and you even take it for training. I am like a puppy. If I don't do well, I won't even be allowed to eat. It really makes me angry."

An Qiao smiled and said, "Your mother has put a lot of effort into taking care of you."

The two of them laughed together and soon forgot about the matter.

On the other side, several people from Dali Temple divided into several groups and went to Kyoto Know-it-all.

"Oh, isn't this the Shaoqing of the Dali Temple? What brings you here? Is there any news you can't find out?" The know-it-all was sitting inside, and for some reason, he looked a little twisted.

"Of course I came to you to ask you something." Gu Qingyun walked into the small shop of Bestone. There were many gangsters sitting on both sides playing cards and eating melon seeds. They looked at Gu Qingyun with disdain and provocation.


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