Is this how?

Yu Mufei frowned, unable to understand the truth. Of course, most of the customers in the restaurant are similar to Yu Mufei. They think that the boss will lose a lot and will definitely make a profit from their mouths.

"Bang~"

"Bang~"

When Chen Lang walked past the threshold, he happened to see that the two strong men had thrown a piece of silver at the cashier. The corners of their mouths accidentally appeared, and their eyes were shining with greed. It seemed that a penny of silver hit the Yuezi cafeteria and could immediately eat it twice and three times.

"Bang~"

"Bang~"

Another customer threw out silver and came into Chen Lang's ears, full of the sound of dreams boiling.

"You are still laughing." Yu Mufei gave Chen Lang a white look.

"The business is so good, am I going to cry?" Chen Lang teased and made a face.

"Hmph, the monthly revenue is counted, it depends on how you laugh!" Yu Mufei stamped his feet in a hurry.

Chen Lang picked up the bowls and chopsticks and handed them to Yu Mufei: "Don't panic, let me tell you clearly that this business model will definitely make money. With the successful experience of the first buffet restaurant, I will open many chain stores in the future. As long as I earn enough capital, a counterattack will not be empty talk."

"Okay."

Yu Mufei barely smiled. Although he still couldn't understand Chen Lang's routine, Chen Lang was so confident that Yu Mufei would support him mentally. Anyway, they were destined to be the most solid partners on the road to counterattack.

...

Two days later, Mid-Autumn Festival.

The chef Sun Min took out the vegetable basket early in the morning and went to the market with the butler Zhong Ping. They bought a lot of fresh ingredients and planned to make a super dinner, and then enjoy the moon with everyone and have a feast.

Unfortunately, Chen Lang was going to attend the Xu State Banquet. As the owner of the Prince's Mansion, he could not enjoy the people. However, if Chen Lang was not at home, Zhong Ping and others would definitely taste even more exciting.

In fact, Emperor Xu did not intend to invite Chen Lang to attend this Mid-Autumn Festival dinner. Because Emperor Xu believed that it would be difficult for Prince Liang, Chen Lang, to threaten Xu's country in the future, and it would be difficult to help Xu's country. Therefore, it is most appropriate to let Chen Lang live in Huaining for five years peacefully, and it is not related to each other.

However, the empress dowager of the dynasty inexplicably proposed the idea of ​​inviting Chen Lang, and emphasized that Chen Lang must be treated well, which made Emperor Liang feel moved.

You should know that since Emperor Liang ascended the throne, the Empress Dowager has rarely made any requests. Since that is the case, Emperor Xu agreed to it. Didn’t he just invite Chen Lang to a delicious meal? He hasn’t invited him before.

...

"Hey Ha! Hey Ha!"

While Zhong Ping led everyone to work hard, Chen Lang was practicing sweating profusely. As Yin Baichuan said, Chen Lang's talent is extremely talented. Although he started a little late, his cultivation progress was impressive.

"Bang!"

But when Chen Lang jumped high into the air, he threw his whip legs towards the trunk next to him. The trunk swayed violently in an instant, and the leaves fell with the wind.

Smack ~

Chen Lang landed lightly. He wiped the sweat beads on his forehead and squinted his eyes toward the sun in the sky. Next, he took a shower and recited the poems he had written several times. After that, he should go to Zhaixing Tower to attend Xu Guo’s Mid-Autumn Festival dinner.

The third princess once said that writing poems and writing is a tradition of Mid-Autumn Festival dinners, so Chen Lang thought hard and prepared several poems that suited the scene. Among them were those who watched the moon, some who missed it; some were incomplete, and some were complete.

Chen Lang was full of confidence. If he took out these poems at the banquet, he would definitely be amazing. The Empress Dowager Xu might be particularly sad when she heard the chanting. When she thought of Prince Aili in Liang State, she would probably have tears in her eyes.

...

The setting sun sets, and the Zhaixing Tower is coated with a layer of light.

According to legend, this building has a history of three hundred years. As time goes by, nearby buildings have been destroyed and built, and they have been destroyed. Only the Zhaixing Tower has stood firm. Whether it is floods or hurricanes, whether it is insects or ants, it has no damage to the foundation.

Therefore, in a sense, Zhaixing Tower symbolizes the spirit of Xu State and has attached great importance to it throughout the years.

Chen Lang rode his horse to Zhaixing Tower on the east side of Huaining City. Perhaps because of the holiday reunion, there were few pedestrians on the street, and the horses trotted all the way. Chen Lang's clothes were flying, and he was heroic.

"The red beans grow in the south, and a few branches are blooming in spring. I hope you can pick more of them, so this thing is the most love-lost."

Chen Lang whispered to the prepared work. This poem was very popular in the world before Chen Lang traveled through time, and was mostly used to express his feelings between lovers. However, his original poetry was to miss his friends from afar, but now Chen Lang copied it to another world and applied it to the scene of missing his relatives in the Mid-Autumn Festival. It should not be wrong.

"What did Your Highness just say?" Yin Baichuan came over on a horse. As Chen Lang's personal guard, Yin Baichuan must appear in this formal occasion. It is not for safety, but for the prince's elegance and face.

"I was wondering how to deal with Xu Guo's group of people during the banquet." Chen Lang replied.

"Just don't be as embarrassed as last time." Yin Baichuan's expressionless face.

Chen Lang shook his head and ignored him, while silently reciting other prepared poems in his heart. About half an hour later, the two arrived at Zhaixing Tower.

This is a magnificent building with a total of five floors, built on the water, and is majestic. Its appearance is a shape with four sides and eight sides, which contains the meaning of four sides. The entire building is dark yellow, with carved beams and painted buildings, which are beautiful.

"I'll invite Prince Liang."

A father-in-law with a fair face suddenly walked out of Zhaixing Tower. He gently shook the Buddha Chen, then bent down and made a gesture of asking him to come forward.

Chen Lang and Yin Baichuan walked in one after another. Tonight's banquet was set on the fifth floor of the highest Zhaixing Tower. At this moment, the roof and walls had already been decorated with lights, and the tables and chairs were all neatly arranged.

Looking around, there were about thirty solid wood seats in total, including three seats standing side by side, left for Emperor Xu, Empress Dowager and Empress respectively.

The Mid-Autumn Festival is the day for family reunion, so the participants tonight's banquet are mainly members of the royal family of Xu State. In addition, there are a few nobles, merchants and ministers who are valued by Xu Emperor.

As the prince next door, Chen Lang was seated directly opposite King Jing. The third princess was sitting next to him, and Yin Baichuan was also good. Although he had reached the last seat, at least he had a seat to serve.

Soon, the participants of the banquet came one after another. The third princess asked Chen Lang with a clever smile: "I remember I reminded me that you often recite poems for the Mid-Autumn Festival dinner. You have a special identity and may be taken out by everyone to perform live. You should have prepared it, right?"

Cut ~

Chen Lang shook his sleeves without caring: "Isn't it just a ritual and elegant way to recite poems and essays? Don't worry, this is not a problem for me."

In Chen Lang imagined that his sleeve swinging action should be very casual, but he was so cool that he accidentally brought the silver tea cup on the table when he swung his sleeves.

"Clang!"

The tea cup hit the ground crisply, and the tea splashed all over the floor.

Is the sign of bad luck?
Chapter completed!