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    A sixteen-year-old boy not only invented a kind of ingredients, but also was able to make delicious dishes, which soon spread throughout the streets and alleys of Wujiang Town. Tofu, an exclusive delicacy of Yipinju, also spread in Wujiang Town.  Widely circulated.  More than twenty ordinary restaurants in Wujiang Town are all paying attention to Yipinju's activities. After tasting Yipinju's tofu dishes, most people began to pay attention to tofu as an ingredient. Some people even sent spies to try to find out more about Yipinju.  Get the recipe for making tofu.  In addition to more than 20 ordinary restaurants, Wujiang Town also has four Lingchu Restaurants. These four Lingchu Restaurants are aloof and there is not much movement.  The so-called Lingchu Restaurant is not a restaurant for ordinary people to eat, but a restaurant with Lingchu as the chef. The guests are also some mysterious practitioners, and the ingredients are also some powerful monsters.  In other words, the customers of ordinary restaurants are ordinary people, and the customers of Lingchu Restaurant are practitioners. The two sources of customers are not the same, so there will be no conflict.  Regarding the changes in Wujiang Town, Yan Nantian and his grandson were not aware of the changes. Because Yipinju¡¯s business was so good, they were so busy that they didn¡¯t even have time to cook.  It wasn¡¯t until it was about to close that the number of customers in the restaurant decreased, and Yan Nantian¡¯s ancestors and grandsons were able to breathe a sigh of relief and sit on the stools in the kitchen to rest.  "Grandpa, you must be exhausted today." Yan Nantian said with concern.  "It's okay. As long as the restaurant's business is good, it doesn't matter if you're a little tired." Yan Yunhua stroked his beard and spoke with excitement.  "Grandpa, how about we hire a chef in two days?" Yan Nantian suggested.  ¡°It¡¯s okay, there are seven or eight times more guests than before, so we should invite a few more people.¡± Yan Yunhua said with a smile.  While the grandfather and grandson were talking, Zhou Dacheng ran in from outside and said, "Young shopkeeper, there are two dining guests who want to see you." "Oh, who are they?" Yan Nantian asked doubtfully.  "One is a bald man from the morning, and the other is a middle-aged man." Zhou Dacheng said.  "That bald guy." Yan Nantian muttered, and then a figure appeared in his mind. It was the arrogant bald guy from the tasting this morning.  "Let's go, take me out and have a look." Yan Nantian pondered for a moment, but couldn't think of a suitable person for him, so he simply prepared to go out and have a look.  Yan Yunhua also had some impressions of the bald man who had a bad tone in the morning. He was afraid that the other party was here to cause trouble, so he followed him towards the lobby.  After a group of three people walked into the lobby, they saw two customers. One was a middle-aged man with gorgeous clothes and elegant demeanor, and the other was a bald person trying food.  The middle-aged man was sitting on the stool, while the bald man stood aside. There were two dishes on the table, one was tofu mixed with green onions and the other was mapo tofu.  The two plates of dishes on the table all showed signs of being moved, and the middle-aged man in fine clothes half-squinted his eyes and frowned slightly, as if he was reminiscing about something.  Yan Nantian took a look at the two of them and found that the bald man that morning was standing next to the middle-aged man in rich clothes, as if he was the other's retinue.  Yan Nantian raised his hands to the middle-aged man and said, "My guest, what do you want from me?" "Young shopkeeper, I heard from the servants at home that this ingredient called tofu is made by you yourself.  Developed?" The middle-aged man pointed to the plate on the table and asked Yan Nantian, but his eyes were looking at Yan Yunhua beside him.  "The guest officer is right, the tofu was developed here." Yan Nantian said.  "You are indeed young and promising." The middle-aged man in fine clothes said with a smile.  "My guest, what do you call me?" Yan Nantian asked.  "Boy, my master's status is extraordinary. You can't just ask about it." The bald man on the side scolded.  "Don't be rude." The middle-aged man in fine clothes frowned, scolded the bald man, and said: "I am a servant who always speaks freely, but I don't have any bad intentions. Young shopkeeper, don't be the same as him." "  I have already experienced the temper of this bald man." Yan Nantian responded and asked, "I wonder if there is anything else, sir?" "I am very interested in tofu as an ingredient.  I want to buy some uncooked white tofu," the middle-aged man in Chinese clothes said with a smile.  "You are so ignorant. Tofu is our exclusive ingredient at Yipinju. If I sell the tofu to you, you can also make tofu dishes. Wouldn't it be robbing our restaurant of money." Before Yan Nantian could answer,  Zhou Dawa on the side rushed to say.  Neither Yan Nantian¡¯s ancestors nor his grandsonBut what Zhou Dawa said is reasonable. It is precisely because only Yipinju family can make tofu that the restaurant's business is so good. Naturally, they will not sell tofu easily.  "Our master is a master chef, so why would he care about your few pennies." The bald man's eyes widened and he said with some dissatisfaction.  "Lingchu!" As soon as the bald man said these words, Yan Nantian and the others were immediately restrained.  Among them, Zhou Dacheng and his son were full of fear. Yan Nantian was staring at the man in fine clothes with a thoughtful expression on his face. Yan Nantian was not afraid at all, but was filled with curiosity.  Hearing that the bald man revealed his identity, the man in the attire was angry and helpless. The bald man had been following him for many years and he was very loyal. He could not control his own words. The man in the attire scolded him for this.  , but it is also easy to change the country and hard to change the nature.  "Could this senior be Zhou Xuebin from Yuelaiju Lingchu Restaurant?" Yan Yunhua took two steps forward, bowed and asked.  "Yes, it's my master." The bald man raised his chest and raised his head, saying with a proud look on his face.  "My lord, Yan Yunhua, I have met Mr. Lingchu." After confirming the identity of the man in rich clothes, Yan Yunhua bowed and saluted.  A few years ago, Yan Yunhua was lucky enough to meet Zhou Xuebin once. However, the two people had a huge identity difference and had never met or talked face-to-face, so they did not recognize him immediately at first sight.  Seeing Yan Yunhua confirm the identity of the other party, Yan Nantian, Zhou Dacheng and his son did not dare to neglect, and they all bowed to Zhou Xuebin.  "Master Lingchu, I wonder what you need tofu for?" Yan Nantian knew the other party's identity, so naturally he couldn't refuse him openly, so he could only ask insinuatingly.  "You don't need to be nervous. I only need one pound of tofu every day and it won't affect your restaurant's business." Zhou Xuebin said.  Recently, Zhou Xuebin was researching a 'spiritual dish', and he happened to lack an ingredient as an auxiliary ingredient. After learning about tofu from the bald man, he rushed over to take a look and found that tofu is indeed unique and can assist in research.  That spiritual dish.  Of course, Zhou Xuebin would not tell Yan Nantian about studying ¡®spiritual dishes¡¯.  A pound of tofu can only make one dish, which will have no impact on Yipinju's business. Moreover, Yan Nantian will not refuse him if he can make friends with an expert chef.  "Yipinju is a restaurant. It only sells dishes, not ingredients. However, since it was invited by seniors, I will make an exception and send someone to Yuelaiju every day to deliver a pound of unprocessed tofu." Yan Nantian said.  "Okay." Zhou Xuebin nodded and said, "How much are these tofus worth? I'll pay one month's worth of silver first." "Senior, as I just said, Yipinju will not sell ingredients, only finished products.  Dishes, just think of these tofu as a gift from me." Yan Nantian smiled and said, a pound of tofu is not worth much, and Yan Nantian is not so short-sighted.  "Haha." After hearing Yan Nantian's words, Zhou Xuebin laughed and continued: "I never like to take advantage of others. Since the young shopkeeper doesn't want money, I will tell you a piece of news, which can be regarded as a favor to you.  "Please give me some advice, senior," Yan Nantian said in confusion.  "As far as I know, there are a lot of spies hidden near Yipinju. They may be sent by other restaurants to find out how to make tofu. You still need to be on guard." Zhou Xuebin reminded.  "Ah, there is such a thing." Yan Nantian said with some surprise, and then glanced at Zhou Dawa beside him.  Zhou Dawa nodded and walked out with a basin of water, pretending to splash water, but actually he was secretly observing the surroundings of the restaurant. After walking around outside the restaurant, he said: "Young manager, there are people outside.  There are a few people wandering around, and they really seem to be staring at us. ""Thank you, senior, for reminding me." After hearing Zhou Dawa's words, Yan Nantian's heart trembled, and he bowed to Zhou Xuebin and said.  "No need to be polite, it's just reciprocity." Zhou Xuebin stood up and said calmly: "Since the negotiation has been settled, I will leave." "Senior Lingchu, I will see you off." Yan Nantian said as he spoke.  They were sent outside the restaurant, and sure enough, they found a few dark figures near the restaurant, looking over here intentionally or unintentionally.  Yan Nantian pretended to be nonchalant and deliberately bowed to Zhou Xuebin in front of Yipinju Restaurant and asked: "Senior Lingchu, when do you need tofu?" "In the morning." Zhou Xuebin said.  "This junior must deliver it in person, and I will never miss the matter of senior chef Ling." Yan Nantian said loudly, pointing out the identity of Zhou Xuebin, chef Ling, as if he deliberately told those figuresSee you.
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