Traveling to ancient times to sweep the catering industry

This is the first time Cheng Wenwen has gone out since she came to the general's mansion.

The purpose of going out was very clear, which was to rent a shop and open Cheng’s Sausage Restaurant.

Shanzhou City is quite big. Although it is not as big as the capital, you can’t visit it all in one day.

She found out that the most prosperous street in Shanzhou was Puyuan Street, so she came to Puyuan Street.

After only walking around for half a day, she discovered that although this street was prosperous, it was mostly filled with high-end restaurants, gold and silver shops, and clothing stores.

Most of the people who come to this street are officials, wealthy businessmen, or ladies. Ordinary people rarely come here.

Moreover, there is not even a single vendor setting up stalls on this street. Perhaps because they are afraid of affecting the class of the shops, the city patrol officers will drive away the vendors.

If I open a sausage shop on this street, I'm afraid it won't be popular. Besides, the prices on this street won't be very cheap. I'd better choose another street with more people to open a shop.

"Miss, are you hungry?" Pei'er smelled a fragrance. She had been shopping all morning and was really tired.

He patted Pei'er and said, "You don't know the rules. The young lady isn't hungry, but you are."

Pei'er curled her lips, knowing that the He family had many rules, so she stopped talking.

Cheng Wenwen looked at the restaurant in front of them and said, "You must be tired after shopping all morning. Let's go eat something."

Several people walked into the Fuyuan Restaurant, which is one of the best restaurants in Shanzhou City. The decoration inside the restaurant is rich and elegant. Even every table in the lobby has partitions to prevent guests from being disturbed while eating.

But the guests who come here are either rich or noble, and most of them will not choose to sit in the hall, but go to the rooms upstairs.

As soon as Cheng Wenwen entered, the waiter came up and greeted her warmly: "Miss, what room do you want to book?"

Cheng Wenwen said: "We can just sit in the hall."

"Three people at a table in the hall!" The waiter did not change his attitude just because they chose to dine in the hall and continued to entertain them warmly.

"Here is the menu. Miss, would you like me to read it to you?"

Cheng Wenwen shook her head and took the menu. She flipped through it and said, "Recommend us some of your restaurant's specialties!"

The waiter said very skillfully: "Our specialty dishes include three-raw chicken, quail soup, and flying phoenix minced meat. Among the side dishes, the dish of small green vegetables with oil residue is very good. Among the cakes, girls prefer Huazhe cake and Ziyun cake. These are the best-selling ones in our store."

The waiter was very enthusiastic in recommending, and he would not make random recommendations just to sell vegetables. Cheng Wenwen nodded and said, "Let's have one portion of everything you recommended."

"Okay, ladies, please wait a moment."

The waiter went to the kitchen immediately.

Cheng Wenwen was still looking through the menu. For such a large restaurant, the menu was quite elaborate.

However, Cheng Wenwen suddenly thought that although she did not choose a store today, she could supply her own sausages to these restaurants!

Rich people won’t go to street stalls, so naturally they won’t have the chance to taste their own grilled sausages. But if their own grilled sausages were sold in these restaurants, they would surely be loved by the rich.

After thinking of this idea, Cheng Wenwen planned to bring the prepared sausages the next day to discuss business with the owners of these restaurants.

The dishes were served very quickly. They were indeed the restaurant’s signature dishes, and they looked very tempting as soon as they were served.

However, seasonings were scarce in ancient times, so these dishes were very light.

Maybe I can even open a spice shop.

But that’s all in the future. We still have to take it one step at a time. For now, we have to solve the problem of the store first.

Cheng Wenwen was eating when someone suddenly came in from outside and scared her.

"Hey, Mr. Song, why are you here?"

This Fuyuan Building is Qi Shuo's property and has always been managed by Song Jiang. At this moment, Song Jiang is following behind Qi Shuo. The shopkeeper only recognizes Song Jiang but not Qi Shuo.

"Who is this……"

"This is our General!"

"Oh! General, please forgive my poor eyesight. Please come in, please..."