"Dad." After seeing the speaker clearly, Wu Chunlai wanted to slap himself, and said cautiously: "Why are you here, old man?" "Wu Chunlai, you also know that I am your father, didn't you tell me to get out just now? "?" Wu Zhendong strode over, grabbed Wu Chunlai's collar, and yelled. The reason why Wu Zhendong was angry was not because he was offended by his son, but because he had just discovered the huge business opportunity of tofu and was trying to persuade the Yan family to cooperate with him, but Wu Chunlai interfered. "Dad, I didn't know it was you in the side hall, and this kid deliberately instigated it." Wu Chunlai looked bitter and passed the responsibility to Yan Nantian, secretly saying: "This kid must be trying to embarrass me. If he whispered Tell me, it's the old man in the side hall. Didn't I go in a long time ago? " "Stop talking nonsense, what was your attitude just now?" Wu Zhendong opened his mouth and said. After scolding, the tofu dregs in his mouth spurted out, splashing on the face of Wu Chunlai in front of him. Wu Zhendong had just eaten stinky tofu, and the smell of stinky tofu was in his mouth. The two of them were less than a foot apart, and their breath hit Wu Chunlai's face, almost killing Wu Chunlai. "Dad, why should I apologize to this kid? The Yan family still owes our rent." After hearing Wu Zhendong's words, Wu Chunlai said a little unconvinced. ¡°You¡¯re a cheap guy, you¡¯re only thinking about whether you can make some money with that little rent.¡± Wu Zhendong scolded. Wu Zhendong has been in business all his life, and his vision is extraordinary. Once an ingredient like tofu is mass-produced, the benefits will exceed millions. Now it is too late to curry favor with the Yan family's ancestors. Destroyed, he was already thinking about killing Wu Chunlai. Seeing that his father was getting angry, Wu Chunlai dared to make any mistakes. He bowed his head like a primary school boy and was being scolded. He didn't dare to reply at all. He couldn't help but arouse the sneers of several diners and said: "This Fatty Wu is still very good." It's a shame. I pretended to be an uncle for a long time and scolded my father. " "It's just that they are all old neighbors in the town. Fatty Wu has no sympathy at all and wants to rent the restaurant to outsiders. " "I heard that Mr. Wu is very powerful. It's so hard for this fat man." Hearing the laughter from everyone, Wu Chunlai's face turned red and he wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in. He bravely said: "Dad, what are you doing? "Hey, what kind of ecstasy soup did the Yan family give you?" "Shut up, you have no right to speak here. This restaurant is only rented to Yipinju. If you dare to come to Yipinju to cause trouble again, I will expel you from the Wu family." ." Wu Zhendong cursed. "Dad, don't be angry, I just listen to you." Wu Chunlai trembled in fright and said quickly. "Young shopkeeper, I have offended many things today. I will take the scoundrel home first and come back tomorrow to make amends. I hope you can think carefully about the business we just discussed." Wu Zhendong's attitude was very low and he said politely. . "You're welcome, Mr. Wu. It's natural to collect rent for housing. We can collect the rent for the restaurant tomorrow. We are waiting for you." Yan Nantian cupped his hands and said. "The rent matter is not urgent. You can just go about your business safely and say goodbye." With things like this, Wu Zhendong couldn't stay here any longer. He gave Wu Chunlai a wink and walked towards the outside of Yipinju. Go. Wu Chunlai followed his father like a defeated rooster. When he came, he was aggressive and arrogant, but when he left, he was dejected, not to mention how uncomfortable he felt. "Dad, what's wrong with you? Why are you so polite to the Yan family's grandparents?" Wu Chunlai asked cautiously after walking out of Yipinju. ¡°Because only Yipinju can make tofu.¡± Wu Zhendong said. "So what? What does it have to do with our Wu family?" Wu Chunlai asked. "Stupid." Wu Zhendong scolded and explained: "Things are precious, and any monopolized item will generate huge profits, and the same is true for tofu." "Dad, do you want to run a tofu business?" Wu Chun Lai thought for a moment and asked. "This is not the place to talk. Let's talk after we go home." Wu Zhendong finished his sentence and immediately got into his carriage. After watching the Wu family and his son leave, Zhou Dacheng came back to his senses and said incredulously: "Young shopkeeper, the rent issue has been settled like this." A smile appeared on Yan Nantian's face, but he did not answer Zhou Dacheng's words. He didn't expect things to develop like this. Wu Zhendong's sensitivity and acumen towards business opportunities surprised Yan Nantian. After learning that only Yipinju could make tofu, Wu Zhendong developed a passion for tofu.??'s interest, and proposed to cooperate with Yipinju, and the two families would start a tofu market together. Yan Nantian did not agree to Wu Zhendong, nor did he explicitly reject the other party. As long as the method of making tofu is not leaked, Yipinju can be invincible. After Yan Nantian pondered for a while, he realized that the man who came with Wu Chunlai had not left yet, and asked, "I don't know how to call this guest officer?" "I, Wang Xuefu, are disturbing your store." Wang Xuefu said with an embarrassed look on his face. . What happened just now happened so suddenly, not only Wu Chunlai was confused, Wang Xuefu was also very embarrassed, and he couldn't follow the Wu family and his son away, so he just stood there stupidly. "If so, if my guess is correct, Brother Wang is probably the new tenant that Wu Chun came to find." Yan Nantian tried his hand. "Haha." Wang Xuefu forced a smile and answered the question: "Young manager, I heard that Yipinju has made a new dish, and I want to try it. Is it okay?" Seeing that Wang Xuefu did not answer directly, He didn't leave immediately, but planned to stay and taste the dishes. Although Yan Nantian was a little disgusted, he couldn't kick him out in public, saying: "You are a guest, can I kick you out?" Wujiang Town, Babaozhai Restaurant elegant room. Zhou Bajing was sitting at the table, holding a teapot in his hand and drinking herbal tea. Even so, it was still difficult to extinguish the fire in his heart. After Yipinju made tofu dishes, the booming business already made Zhou Bajing jealous. Today, Wu Zhendong served another dish, which further strengthened his determination to develop tofu. Zhou Bajing took another sip of herbal tea, glanced at his son standing next to him, and asked: "I asked you to investigate the relationship between Yipinju and Lingchu Zhou Xuebin before. How are you doing now?" Hearing his father Zhou Wancai quickly bowed and answered the question: "Dad, according to the investigation by the followers I sent, Yan Nantian was appreciated by a spiritual chef after making tofu, and it is very likely that he will accept Yan Nantian as his apprentice." "What? , was accepted as a disciple by Ling Chu!" Zhou Bajing was shocked, stood up from the stool, and asked: "Where did this news come from?" "I found it from the market, not yet. I know the exact source of the news," Zhou Wancai said truthfully. "Then you continue to investigate, and you must find out for me the relationship between Yipinju and Zhou Xuebin." Zhou Bajing ordered solemnly. "Don't worry, I will always arrange for people to pay attention." Zhou Wancai responded, glanced at his father, and asked: "Dad, what should we do now? Should we continue to send people to keep an eye on Yipinju." "No, Ling We are not someone we can mess with. As long as the relationship between Yipinju and Zhou Xuebin is not clear, we must not use excessive means." Zhou Bajing said. "Dad, should we give up developing tofu?" Zhou Wancai said reluctantly. "It's not about giving up, it's about changing a method." Zhou Bajing pondered for a moment and asked. If it were an ordinary matter, Zhou Bajing would never risk offending Lingchu, but the benefits and prospects of tofu were too tempting for Zhou Bajing to give up. "I'm stealing my master's instructions!" Zhou Bajing raised his brows, and a gleam of light bloomed in his eyes. "Stealing master's instructions! Isn't that the method of Lingchu?" After hearing his father's words, Zhou Wancai asked in surprise. "Stealing chef's tips" is a term in the chef industry. It came from the chefs. It is a kind of cooking competition between chefs. It is rarely used by ordinary chefs and restaurants. The so-called "Stealing Master's Tips" means that if a restaurant wants to secretly learn the dishes of another restaurant, it must openly send a "Stealing Master's Tips" and then buy the dishes at ten times the price and let its own chef taste them. Dishes to get the recipe and ingredients for this dish. The reason for this kind of rule is that Lingchu recipes are extremely precious and each dish is very expensive. Sometimes, fierce and bloody battles often occur in order to compete for a recipe, resulting in unnecessary deaths and injuries. Therefore, the spirit chefs will set this rule so that both the restaurant that steals the chef and the restaurant that is stolen by the chef can get certain benefits and opportunities, which alleviates the struggle between the chefs to a certain extent. "Hmph, it is precisely because it is the rule of Lingchu that we use this method to obtain the method of developing tofu. Even if Yipinju has a relationship with Lingchu, Lingchu cannot take action against us. Otherwise, it will break the rules of the Lingchu world. ." Zhou Bajing stroked his beard and showed a proud smile.