My wife is a sword god

Anyone with a discerning eye can actually see that this time Jubaozhai is helping the restaurant Wangyueju build its reputation.

The higher the price of Xianren Zui and the so-called MSG, the more famous Wangyueju's name becomes.

But who would have thought that Zhaixinglou, which was supposed to be a competitor, would actually offer a high price?

Could it be that behind Wangyue Residence is the Star Reaching Tower? Everyone except Qin Feng and his party had such speculation in their minds.

The price of one hundred thousand taels has exceeded the expectations of most people present, and the immortal drunkenness and monosodium glutamate naturally fell into the hands of the old man.

After making the final decision, the old man glanced at Qin Feng, smiled slightly, and then left the auction.

"He knows that I am the owner behind Wangyueju Restaurant in the Imperial Capital, and he is trying to express his goodwill to me on behalf of the owner behind Zhaixing Tower." With just that glance, Qin Feng understood.

The auction ended successfully. Listening to those who left discussing the New Year Congratulations Ceremony, Ya'an turned his head and looked at Qin Feng: "When can the fireworks you mentioned earlier be produced?"

Hearing this, Qin Feng thought for a while. Shen Gongfang had successfully developed the explosives, but it still needed time for testing and mass production. The fireworks had to be put aside after that.

"It still takes some time, what's wrong?"

"Before presenting the fireworks to Emperor Ming, I have to send someone to test them." Ya'an frowned slightly, she always felt that the fireworks were not very reliable.

"Why are you in a hurry? There is still more than a month left before the New Year. I will definitely be able to bring you the fireworks before then." Qin Feng said casually.

Ya'an's face darkened: "How can the gift given to Emperor Ming be such a child's play like you!"

"Well" Qin Feng came to his senses and thought about it, giving gifts to the emperor is not like giving gifts to leaders.

The boss gives you gifts and errands, but at most he just gives you some shoes to wear. At worst, I quit. The whole world is home to those born in the 1990s!

But sending gifts and errands to the Emperor is not something you can do with just a pair of shoes. You might have to move your head.

"I know, I will give you the real thing as soon as possible."

After receiving the reply, Ya'an's expression improved slightly: "After this auction, the reputation of Wangyueju has spread among Daqian officials.

And with the help of Zhaixinglou, once Wangyueju Restaurant opens, many dignitaries will definitely come here.

When do you plan to open the restaurant? "

Qin Feng replied: "I have sent people to spread the news about Wangyue Residence, and now there is still the last step before the official opening."

"Which step?" Ya'an asked curiously.

Qin Feng showed a meaningful smile: "You will know tomorrow."

The old man who took the picture of Immortal Drunk and MSG went around seven twists and turns in Fengtian City, then disappeared into an alleyway, and then seemed to evaporate out of thin air.

On the other side, in a brothel box, a man wearing a luxurious white shirt was sitting. Looking at a white leaflet in his hand, he said with a smile: "I have been to the brothel for the second time, and I can't forget to leave. I am so lustful. I didn't expect Brother Qin and I to be together." As a fellow-minded person, no wonder he could write such a popular poem about beauty.

However, this evaluation is biased. Gentlemen love beauty. It is human nature. How can it be described as lustful? It deserves punishment. "

The man who said this raised the chin of the beauty beside him.

Just at this moment, the old man appeared out of thin air.

The man moved his hand for a moment, then winked, and the shy girl reluctantly stepped back.

"Did you buy everything?"

"Yes, sir." The old man said respectfully, and then he took out the Xianren Zui and the MSG can.

The lid of the wine jar is opened, and the aroma of wine overflows.

After finishing the cup, the man couldn't help but sigh: "Everyone in Fengtian City has rumors that this immortal drunkenness can be compared with the drunken life, dreams and death in Zhaixing Tower, but in my opinion, there is no comparison between the two.

This wine can only be found in heaven, and it can only be tasted in the human world several times. Brother Qin who brewed this wine is really amazing.

Um? What's in this little can? "

The old man replied: "According to the auctioneer, this substance is called monosodium glutamate. It has the effect of improving flavor and freshness. No matter what kind of dish, if you sprinkle some of this substance on it, it will become extremely delicious."

"Brother Qin also invented this thing?" the man asked curiously.

"I don't know about this, but this thing is indeed auctioned together with Xianrenzui under the name of Wangyueju."

"It's interesting, Mr. Lin. Go and order the people in the kitchen to make some dishes and sprinkle them with this stuff."

Hearing this, Mr. Lin looked troubled: "You have been out for too long. If you don't go back, there will be trouble."

"It doesn't matter, it won't take much time to eat a few dishes."

Mr. Lin said helplessly: "I understand."

It didn't take long for the exquisite dishes to be brought into the room.

The man picked up the chopsticks and pinched them, then his eyes widened.

This brothel originally belonged to him, and he had eaten these dishes countless times, but the taste today was completely different from usual.

He picked up the seasoning jar in surprise and said excitedly: "My mother has anorexia, and everything she eats tastes tasteless. Even the Ben Lei Rabbit doesn't use her chopsticks anymore after taking one bite.

If the royal chef could add this ingredient to the meals, it might help the mother regain her appetite. "

"Sir, is this thing really so magical?"

"Try it yourself and you will see. In my opinion, this so-called MSG is more precious than that Immortal Drunk."

Mr. Lin immediately picked up a chopstick and praised: "It is indeed more delicious than the food I have eaten before. If anyone has this thing, I am afraid they can become a chef."

The man shook the MSG in his hand and said with interest: "When will Brother Qin's Wangyue Residence open?"

Laozi pondered for a moment and replied: "They are using the Jubaozhai auction to build momentum for Wangyueju. In my opinion, it will take only a few days."

The man thought: "I have to go to Haowenyuan to study with the teacher in the next few days. It seems that Brother Qin's restaurant can only be visited after that."

After leaving Jubaozhai, Qin Feng brought Ningshuang to Shengongfang.

On weekdays, Shengongfang never restricts guests, but now it is forbidden for outsiders to enter.

Qin Feng understood that this was a precaution taken by the old man because he was afraid that the gunpowder would be leaked.

When the man guarding the gate of Shengongfang saw him, he respectfully called "Master Qin" and led him into the courtyard.

Now, Qin Feng is second only to the old man in Shengongfang.

What's more, whenever Qin Feng is about to start a class, the old man has to step back a little.

As soon as the few people stepped into the courtyard, they felt the ground shaking and the vibration continued.

"Son-in-law, there seems to be an earthquake?" Lan Ningshuang exclaimed.

The man smiled and replied: "Don't worry, Miss Lan, this is the elder and his team testing the gunpowder invented by Master Qin.

In recent days, the Divine Workshop has been like this, and we have long been accustomed to it."

Qin Feng raised his eyebrows: "How far has the production of gunpowder progressed now?"

"The success rate of the explosion is now close to 100%, and we have already started mass production.

The specific situation will be known to Master Qin once he goes in."