Chapter 37: Conspiracy

Today's Tingfeng Restaurant, which is the largest restaurant in Zhenyuan Prefecture, although it has not opened a branch, it has already affected the major restaurants and restaurants in Zhenyuan Prefecture can only be maintained, and some people will naturally be jealous if they get rich. In just a few months, Tingfeng Restaurant has transformed from a second-rate tavern to the largest restaurant in Zhenyuan Prefecture at present, and it is impossible not to attract envy.

The transfer of Zhenyuan Prefecture makes Song Qinglian a very incorruptible guy, although he does not take the initiative to exploit the people, but corruption and bribery are common, so many years Song Qinglian has many opportunities to be promoted, but he spends money to find relationships, and uses all kinds of means to have only one purpose, that is, he is not promoted or transferred, even if he does not want to be transferred away after years of drought.

On this day, a middle-aged man with a fat head and big ears came to the hall of Song Qinglian's house, there is a saying in reality, the head is big and the neck is thick, either a big money or a man, this person who can enter the hall of Song Mansion and sit and drink tea and chat with Song Qinglian is not only a big man, he is also a man, this person is the shopkeeper of the largest restaurant in Zhenyuan Prefecture "Changqing Building", his surname is Zhao Changqing.

This Zhao Changqing's Changqing Restaurant has been the No. 1 Restaurant in Zhenyuan Prefecture for many years, and there is only one reason, he is the current supreme administrator of Zhenyuan Prefecture, and the cheap uncle of Song Qinglian's transfer envoy. Don't look at this Zhao Changqing's fat head and big ears, but his sister Zhao Heyan is quite beautiful, it can be called a sinking fish and a wild goose, a shy flower in the closed moon, and two phoenix eyes like clear water, although he always looks at people lightly, but there is indescribable clarity. Many dignitaries and nobles are her guests. Song Qinglian is the craziest one among the many Zhao Heyan suitors, and he really doesn't love the country and loves the beauty the most.

"Brother Changqing, what is the so-called matter of passing through the mansion today?" This transfer made Song Qinglian official not small, but he was not tall, thin and small, and he spoke in a shrill voice.

"Lord Song, I have nothing to do but go to the Three Treasures Palace, and I came today to ask you to come forward and help me find out the source of the vegetables in this Tingfeng Restaurant. I wonder if Lord Song has time?" After speaking, Zhao Changqing took out a silver ticket from his sleeve with a smile and handed it over.

"Ouch, Brother Changqing, aren't you just seeing the outside, do we still need these between us?"

"Don't you know, Lord Song, the owner of this Tingfeng Restaurant, I don't know where to get the vegetables, and my business in Changqing Building is plummeting, it doesn't matter if my business loses, but won't my share of filial piety to you also shrink?

Speaking of this, he raised his eyes and glanced at Song Qinglian, who was still that calm look, and then continued, "So, I want to ask you to come forward and clean up the big fat man in the Tingfeng Restaurant, if you really can't clean up, can you help me find out the source of his dishes." Zhao Changqing said with a smile on his side, glancing at Song Qinglian from time to time.

"Haha, you're fat enough, but that's what you're talking about...... I'll think about it again. When Song Qinglian heard this, he tapped the table with his fingers, but he was thinking in his heart, "One hundred taels of silver? Let me bring him down? What are you thinking? Only if the two of you fight harder, can I reap the benefits of the fisherman. ”

"Lord Song, Sister Shemo told me a few days ago that she has been spending a lot of time lately, I wonder if Lord Song has time to talk about it?" Zhao Changqing looked at Song Qinglian's dry expression and knew that if he smashed it with silver, it was estimated that he couldn't smash the big fat man in Tingfeng Restaurant.

"Oh, did He Yan really say that?" Song Qinglian's eyes lit up when he heard this, he sat up straight, and leaned over to Zhao Changqing and said.

"How dare you deceive Lord Song, she also said that if Lord Song can smash the Tingfeng Restaurant, Sister Song is willing to spend a month with Lord Song. Zhao Changqing put down the teacup and no longer glanced at him, but looked at Song Qinglian with a smile.

"Oh?" Song Qinglian's eyes rolled, and he said, "Is this true?"

"Really!" Zhao Changqing also straightened his waist and said as he looked at Song Qinglian.

"Okay, I'll help you smash the Tingfeng Restaurant once. Hahahaha" Song Qinglian had a plan and was overjoyed.

"Okay, then I'll wait for the good news from Lord Song in Changqing Tower. I took my leave under it. Zhao Changqing stood up and bowed his hand to Song Qinglian.

As soon as Zhao Changqing walked on his front foot, Song Qinglian drank outside the door, "Song San'er!" I saw a young man who was bent over and walked without a sound.

"Master, what are your orders?" Song San replied calmly.

"Go, call me the big fat man in Tingfeng Restaurant, and pass on one more word, just say that Zhao Changqing has just left from me. Song Qinglian smiled treacherously and instructed Song San'er.

"Yes, master!" Song San nodded, turned around and went out.

"I'm going to see if your fat man Li Da will come to trouble, if you don't know how to lift, if you can, I don't mind helping you. But if it doesn't work, the beauty is in front, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless. Song Qinglian slowly put away the smile on the corner of his mouth.

It didn't take much effort, Song San came back with the fat shopkeeper of Tingfeng Restaurant, and when he came back, Song San was still carrying a food box in his hand, and it seemed that Song San sent a letter and brought back some food.

"Hey, Fat Li, here, hurry, please inside. Song Qinglian saw Li Fatzi walk in, so he stepped inside.

"Lord Song! The fat shopkeeper of the Tingfeng Restaurant arched his hand vigorously to Song Qinglian, and then walked in.

After the two sat down, the maids prepared the tea, and Song Qinglian slowly said to the fat shopkeeper, "Fat Li, how is the business lately?"

"With the help of Lord Song, it's hard to think about business. As he spoke, the fat shopkeeper took out a silver ticket from his sleeve and put it on the table.

Song Qinglian picked up the silver ticket and looked at it, and said, "Zhao Changqing asked me to smash your Tingfeng Restaurant, what do you think?"

"Hmm, smash me, restaurant?" the fat shopkeeper paused, but after thinking about it, "This Song Qinglian clearly told me about this matter because he wanted to ......"

"That's good, as long as Lord Song tells me what day I want to smash it, I can help Lord Song do it, and I guarantee that you are satisfied. The fat shopkeeper smiled.

"Haha, okay, sure enough, then tomorrow, the worse it is for me, the better, yes, I will accept your two hundred taels, next time the shopkeeper Li will not be so polite, come, drink tea." Song Qinglian laughed, and picked up the teacup, he was very happy, he asked Song San to pass on a word, and Li Da Fat sent an extra hundred taels of silver.

"Okay, then tomorrow at noon, I will be waiting for Lord Song at Tingfeng Restaurant at any time, and I will leave. When the fat shopkeeper saw it, he immediately stood up and arched his hand to Song Qinglian.

Early the next morning, Tingfeng Restaurant just opened, there were attentive guests who came to eat and found that the drinks that were usually placed on the table were gone, and there were usually not so many guests in the morning, but today was different, the attendance rate was particularly high, the shop guys were very few, and there were very few guests at each table, and the dishes on the table were also very special, and each table was basically the same meal. However, the customers at the table rarely start eating, as if they are waiting for something, in short, there is an unusual smell in the restaurant.