However, as soon as he finished speaking, a young man who looked like a servant ran over and saluted Zhao Changfu: "Shopkeeper Zhao, you are so polite. My master specially sent the young man to come to the branch to make a statement. Didn't he reserve a private room for tonight? I canceled it and asked shopkeeper Zhao to refund the deposit."
"Huh? What?" Zhao Changfu's face suddenly dropped, he glanced at the servant and said angrily, "Mr. Wang also went to cheer for Qin Feng? Hahaha, go back and tell your master that you can eat whatever you want, but don't worry about it. Climb indiscriminately, or you might get yourself into trouble, but don’t blame me for not warning you.”
The servant couldn't help feeling guilty, and quickly explained: "Shopkeeper Zhao misunderstood. Even if my master gives up eating, he will never go to praise Qin Feng."
Zhao Changfu frowned. Although his tone softened a lot, he was full of doubts: "In that case, why did you cancel the table reservation suddenly? I remember, isn't Mr. Wang going to entertain a distinguished guest tonight?"
The servant cupped his hands and said with a wry smile: "The banquet will still be a banquet, but it will be changed to a family banquet. I don't know who has suffered a thousand swords and complained to Dali Temple, saying that the officials in the capital were squandering and had no money to fight, but they had money to enjoy themselves. Moreover, the source of the funds was unknown. Dali Temple was furious and ordered the officials to investigate the matter thoroughly."
Speaking of this, the servant's eyes were filled with fear and he said nervously: "Who dares to spend money in this turbulent time? Shopkeeper Zhao, please bear with me. I will refund the deposit if you can. If you really can't, then that's it."
Zhao Changfu's face was extremely ugly, and he cursed in his heart. Who the hell owed so much and actually complained to Dali Temple? Wasn't he trying to make an enemy of the entire Kyoto officials?
Although he felt unhappy, Zhao Changfu still refunded the deposit. After all, they were all regular customers, and it would not be too embarrassing if they looked up but didn't look down.
As a result, just after the palace servants were sent away, two more servants came together, also asking to cancel the table reservation.
The reason given is exactly the same as the previous one.
Zhao Changfu's face turned green when he heard this.
His restaurant relies on these people for food and clothing. Now that all these people have canceled their table reservations, how can he continue to do business?
However, it's not over yet.
Immediately after, another group of people came, with exactly the same statement and requirements.
In this way, throughout the whole day, there were a dozen domestic servants who canceled table reservations. The reasons were surprisingly consistent, they were all worried about being investigated by the officials!
After sending these people away, Zhao Changfu's body softened and he slumped down behind the counter, dazed for a long time.
Finally, he suddenly picked up the tea cup and smashed it on the ground, rushed out of the store in a few steps, and yelled in the direction of Wuhu Restaurant: "Qin Feng, you shameless thing, you really have no bottom line at all in order to make money! The person who reported it to Dali Temple would have been a ghost if you hadn't been!"
Cursing, Zhao Changfu suddenly became discouraged and slumped on the threshold, his eyes filled with despair.
Now that the individual customers have been snatched away by Qin Feng, the regular customers dare not come. If this continues, it will not take long for Zuixian Tower to become obsolete.
Zhao Changfu wanted to cry but had no tears. In addition to being angry, he secretly cursed himself for being unlucky. Why did he get into trouble with Qin Feng, a dog-skin plaster? Anyone caught by him would have to tear off a piece of his belt and flesh.
"Aqiu..."
Qin Feng suddenly sneezed, rubbed his nose, and said angrily: "Who is scolding me behind my back again!"
As soon as he finished muttering, a familiar voice came to his ears.
"Hey, Mr. Qin, business is good!"
Qin Feng turned around and saw a few familiar faces standing outside the counter. The person who spoke was none other than Jingzhao Yin Qisheng. Also standing next to him were Gao Song, the son of Taiwei Gao, and Li Rui, the son of the Minister of Hubu, and the son of the doctor of the Hubu Division. Cheng Fa, Ning Hu, the young prince of Yong'an House.
Hey, they're all acquaintances!
Qin Feng stood up quickly with a smile on his face: "Master Qi, what evil wind brought you here?"
Upon hearing this, Qi Sheng was displeased. With a dark face, he shouted in a low voice: "Master Qin, I advise you not to get into trouble with me. So what if your father is the Minister of War? So what if the saint conferred a golden belt on you?" If you don’t have an official status, you don’t have an official status. I, Jing Zhaoyin, can’t cure you, a commoner?”
As soon as Qi Sheng stretched out his hand, the master handed over a certificate and slapped it directly on the counter.
Qi Sheng snorted coldly and said with an evil look: "Disturbing the order of Kyoto can be a big or small crime. I want to go to the big one and punish you for gathering a crowd to cause trouble."
Qin Feng couldn't help but sneer in his heart. He was such a fair and strict official in Kyoto, but he was charged with crimes on the grand day of opening. It was really bad luck!
Despite the scolding, Qin Feng took the accusation with both hands and said with a smile on his face: "What do you say, Mr. Qi?"
Qi Sheng's eyes widened and he shouted: "What do you say!"
Qin Feng spread his hands with an innocent look on his face: "Should I go to Jing Zhaoyin to get a slap on the wrist, or should I pay a fine? Just tell me."
Seeing Qin Feng's careless look, Qi Sheng felt angry. Fortunately, Qi Sheng reacted quickly and Qin Feng had a golden belt on him. Naturally, Jing Zhaoyin couldn't overstep and hit him. In this case, he would fine him and slap him severely. Punishment!
Qi Sheng immediately shouted coldly: "Master, if you disrupt the order of Kyoto and gather people to make trouble, how much can you be fined?"
The master stroked his goatee, lowered his head and thought for a while: "If you report back to your lord, the maximum fine you can receive is three hundred taels of silver!"
Upon hearing this, Qi Sheng shut up on the spot. Three hundred taels of silver... to Qin Feng, it was not even a drop in the bucket, and it was not painful at all.
Qin Feng was happy. He grabbed a few pieces of silver from the counter and threw them on the counter. There was a constant clatter: "Take it. If you have more, I will reward you."
Qi Sheng's face turned red and white. He wasn't paying a fine, he was clearly asking for food!
Seeing that Qi Sheng was in trouble, Gao Song next to him quickly smoothed things over: "Hahaha, Mr. Qi's official business is done, and the next step is private business."
Speaking of this, Gao Song looked at Qin Feng with deep meaning: "Is there still room?"
Since he was here to eat, Qin Feng naturally welcomed him. He glanced at the already full lobby, but he was troubled again: "Guys, it's not me, Qin Feng, who doesn't give me face. You've seen it too. The business is so good. It's really shameful." The position is gone. If it doesn’t work, how many of you can wait?”
Ning Hu was impatient and exploded when he heard this: "That's unreasonable! Qin Feng, don't be shameless. What are our identities? Looking at the entire Kyoto restaurant, who dares to make us wait?"
If you want to eat, Qin Feng welcomes you.
If he is looking for trouble, Qin Feng will not hesitate.
He immediately said with a half-smile but not a smile: "Hey, isn't this the little Marquis? I have said goodbye to King Ji at his birthday banquet, and I haven't seen you for a while. What's the matter, your father can't help but satisfy you?"
Ning Hu was angry and ashamed. It was all because of this damn Qin Feng that his reputation as a young marquis was completely ruined and he became the laughing stock of Kyoto.
Although Ning Hu was confident that he could crush Qin Feng to death with one hand, he had nothing to do with this scoundrel.
Li Rui and Cheng Fa looked at each other and watched obediently.
In the end, it was Gao Song who smoothed things over: "Haha, don't we just wait? Then let's wait. Mr. Qin can't let us stand and wait, can he?"
