The Dark Prince's Special Forces Concubine

Looking at the bright yellow clear soup of pickled fish and the bright red spicy duck slices, Yu Yingjun couldn't wait to come up and serve the dishes.

The shopkeeper didn't dare to let Yu Yingjun serve the dishes, so he quickly signaled the waiter who was following behind to serve the dishes.

When the waiter passed by the lobby with two dishes, several tables of guests were already sitting there waiting. Those guests had never smelled such a delicious aroma before, and they all shouted to the shopkeeper to bring them one serving as well.

The shopkeeper didn't dare to respond now. Looking at the guests in the hall who were staring at him eagerly, he quickly signaled the waiter to go to the private room on the second floor.

Mu Qingqing followed slowly up to the private room on the second floor. Yu Yingjun passed by Mu Qingqing like a gust of wind and sat on the chair in the private room. He picked up the chopsticks and picked up the pickled fish slices.

Seeing Yu Yingjun looking like he had been hungry for eight hundred years, Mu Qingqing couldn't help but shook her head. Then she motioned to the shopkeeper to pick up the chopsticks and try the dishes.

At first, the shopkeeper thought he had no chance to try this new dish. It was not until Mu Qingqing used him to pick up the chopsticks to taste the dish that he almost danced with joy. After calming down, the shopkeeper slowly and gentlemanly picked up a piece of snow-white pickled fish fillet.

After taking a bite, I couldn't help but be intoxicated: What a divine taste! This sour and refreshing taste, this smooth texture, the fish fillet is not only fresh and tender, but also has no fish bones and no fishy smell. It's so delicious! Woo woo woo, the shopkeeper almost cried because of the deliciousness - thinking about the dishes made by the chef in my own restaurant before, it was simply pig food for pigs. Now that I have eaten such delicious fish fillets, what should I do in the future? !

Seeing the shopkeeper's intoxicated and uncertain expression, Mu Qingqing asked directly: "How is it, shopkeeper? Does this pickled fish still have a fishy smell? Try the spicy duck slices."

The shopkeeper quickly picked up another thin slice of duck and chewed it for a few times. It tasted slightly spicy, and the duck meat was tender and fresh, without any duck smell. Only the aroma of meat remained in his mouth.

Woohoo, the shopkeeper wanted to cry again. How could there be such delicious duck meat! There was not even a little bit of duck smell, but instead a mouthful of spicy taste lingered between the teeth.

Seeing the shopkeeper's appearance, Yu Yingjun picked up his chopsticks and started eating quickly. He was afraid that if he ate slowly, he would have no more. He kept picking up food with his mouth, and kept complaining in his heart: How come Xiao Qingqing is so good at cooking after just a few days of not seeing her?! Ah! I will have a good time in the future, I must hold Xiao Qingqing's thighs tightly... . . . . .

"Boss, please make a few bowls of white rice. The sauerkraut fish soup goes perfectly with rice!" Mu Qingqing instructed the boss who was still savoring the dish.

"Okay, okay..." The shopkeeper bowed and asked the waiter to go down to get the food, while flattering Mu Qingqing: "My lady, how come these two divine dishes taste so good! I didn't expect that you are so young, but your cooking skills are so superb. Looking at the size of the fish slices and radish slices, your knife skills are really extraordinary! I wonder if you can sell me the secret recipes of these two dishes. Don't worry, I will definitely not let you suffer any loss!"

Mu Qingqing was waiting for him to say this: "Secret recipes and the like are nothing. I don't just have these two dishes."

After a pause, he looked at the shopkeeper's anxious look and said, "I have a good idea. I wonder if the shopkeeper is interested?"

"Oh, what's the idea? Please tell me quickly, girl."

"Well, let's do this..." Mu Qingqing pondered for a moment, "I can teach your restaurant's chef how to cook, and I can also introduce a few new dishes every month. I can even provide all the seasonings that you don't have here. Because seasoning is the key."

After Mu Qingqing finished speaking, she fell silent again. The shopkeeper asked hurriedly, "How much money do I need to pay?"

"NO, NO, NO!" Mu Qingqing shook her index finger, "I don't need the shopkeeper to pay. I just want to invest and give me two layers of profit from your restaurant."

"Invest in shares?" The shopkeeper was a little confused and didn't know what investing in shares meant.

"Investing in the restaurant means that I will cooperate with the owner of your restaurant. I will provide the skills - that is, teach the chefs how to cook, which is called technology investment, and I will also provide seasonings. The owner of your restaurant will provide the money, venue and staff, and will be the major shareholder of the restaurant. The profits of the restaurant will be divided between me and your owner in a 20:80 ratio. How do you think?"

"this..."

"I guarantee that the dishes I serve are not available in the entire Shengjing City." Looking at the hesitant shopkeeper, Mu Qingqing continued to promote: "Not only are the dishes unique, but I also guarantee that other restaurants cannot copy them - after all, all the seasonings are provided by me, which other restaurants do not have. The business can be guaranteed to be several times higher than before."

The shopkeeper, who had eaten the pickled fish and spicy duck slices, knew that what Mu Qingqing said was true. But he was only the shopkeeper, not the boss here, and he still needed to discuss it with the boss behind the scenes. "I'll go discuss it with the boss right now, can you wait for me for a while, girl?"

"Sure." Mu Qingqing replied calmly, "I just need to have lunch now."

"Okay, okay, I'll treat you today, feel free to order more dishes." The shopkeeper told the waiter to treat you well, and then hurried out. He didn't dare to keep Mu Qingqing waiting for too long, for fear that the God of Wealth would leave.

After the meal, Yu Yingjun followed the principle of not talking while eating. He waited until he had finished five bowls of rice before patting his big belly and saying, "Waiter, bring me a pot of good tea to clean my stomach."

Looking at the fat boy who was obese but didn't realize it, Mu Qingqing teased, "Oh, you even know how to clean your stomach! I thought you only knew how to eat!"

"Tsk, stop talking to me in such a sarcastic way." Yu Yingjun replied unconvincedly, "I am a prince after all, don't I have any dignity? You're talking as if you didn't know how to eat before?!"

"Swoosh" I felt an arrow hit me right in the heart.

Mu Qingqing thought about the cause of the original owner's death and couldn't help but sigh: Oh, it's true that people gather together and people are divided into groups! Only foodies understand the world of foodies. Fortunately, Mu Qingqing has a physique that can't gain weight. If she was the same as the fat boy in front of her, she would have to keep running on the road of losing weight since she came here! (Putting aside the situation that Yu Yingjun was poisoned)

I took a sip of tea when the shopkeeper knocked on the door.

He greeted Mu Qingqing with a smile: "Miss, I've been waiting for a long time."

"Well, tell me about your boss's response."

"My boss is very satisfied with your suggestion and agrees with what you said." The shopkeeper paused for a moment and said, "I just don't know how you teach the chef? And how do you provide the seasonings?"

"This chef must be someone you can trust, preferably someone who has signed a contract to sell himself. The cooking techniques must not be leaked. As for the seasonings, I will have my servant bring them over every other day. The specific amount will depend on the amount of dishes served the day before yesterday. I will provide you with five new dishes this month, and how about three new dishes every month in the future?"

Hearing that there would be five new dishes, and three new dishes every month in the future, the shopkeeper smiled from ear to ear (he had previously estimated that there would only be one or two new dishes).

The shopkeeper kept nodding, and Mu Qingqing continued, "You will provide the chefs, and you will be in charge of the quality. I will teach the two chefs the basic methods, and then let the two chefs who have learned the basics teach the other chefs. Okay, bring the contract here first."

The shopkeeper excitedly took out the pre-prepared contract from his arms. It was written clearly according to Mu Qingqing's requirements and was just waiting for Mu Qingqing to sign.

As Mu Qingqing signed her name with three elegant characters, the shopkeeper couldn’t help but widen his eyes: Mu... Mu Qingqing... Miss Mu?

It's not like he had never seen Mu Qingqing before, but Mu Qingqing in the past always wore heavy makeup and colorful clothes. It was totally different from the simple and elegant clothes in front of him, no wonder he couldn't recognize her.

Yu Yingjun thought to himself: Even I, a good friend whom I have known for many years, couldn’t recognize him, let alone you, someone I only see once in a while!

"Please keep my identity confidential, shopkeeper." Looking at the shopkeeper's reaction, Mu Qingqing knew that he was aware of her identity.

The shopkeeper nodded quickly: "This is natural. Miss Mu, please rest assured."

Who would have thought that the notorious Miss Mu would have such cooking skills! To the shopkeeper, this was even more incredible than the sun rising from the west! Who would have thought that such a lady could actually cook, and cook so deliciously! Among these ladies who have never touched the water of ordinary people, Miss Mu is simply an alternative and wonderful existence! The shopkeeper kept shouting in his heart...

But he still showed respect to Mu Qingqing respectfully: "After I arrange the chefs, when will it be convenient for me to contact Miss Mu?"

"Miss, Miss." Chunxiang happened to run back at this time, panting, "I have already reported to Madam according to Miss's instructions. Madam said that she would handle it according to Miss's request, and asked me to come and serve Miss peacefully."

Mu Qingqing pointed at Chunxiang who had just arrived and said to the shopkeeper, "This is my personal maid Chunxiang. She will be the one to convey my affairs from now on. You two can get acquainted. As for the seasoning, I will have Chunxiang arrange a trustworthy servant to be responsible for delivering the goods."

Chunxiang was still looking at her mistress in bewilderment. How come she was already doing business with the shopkeeper after just a short while away? It was incredible, wasn't it?

Chunxiang, who believed that the lady was the boss and she must obey her instructions in everything, quickly stepped forward to greet the shopkeeper: "Hello, shopkeeper. I am Chunxiang, please take care of me in the future." After saying that, she bowed.

"I don't deserve it, I don't deserve it." The shopkeeper shook his hand, "I will often contact Miss Chunxiang in the future. I hope that Miss Chunxiang will not be reluctant to work hard. Thank you very much..."

"Alright, alright," Mu Qingqing interrupted their compliments impatiently, "It's getting late.

I have other things to deal with. From now on, if you have anything to do, just tell the doorman to come to the Prime Minister's Mansion and ask for me."

"Okay, okay." The shopkeeper respectfully escorted Mu Qingqing out of the restaurant.