The Martial Doctor

Chapter 351: Chapter 317: Dad, You’re in Heat_2

"Mr. Zhao, you go first." Dining out with the Crown Prince naturally meant following his lead, as ordering something unpalatable would be a self-inflicted discomfort.

"This is our first time here. Could you recommend some of your specialty dishes?"

"Certainly, it’s currently a good time for winter nourishment, so we at Huaye Tower have launched a nourishing set meal. You can choose one main set, and if that’s not enough, you can freely add more. The set is more cost-effective, and we also offer complimentary appetizer dishes..."

Qingye being a marquis, it wouldn’t do to be stingy over a meal, especially when hosting the Crown Prince, as many wouldn’t even have the chance to invite him to dine.

Upon the waitress’s recommendation, Zhao Yuanze selected a deluxe set meal. If they couldn’t finish it, Huaye Tower also offered takeaway and delivery services.

No wonder the prices were so high; the detailed introduction and the hospitable service were second to none. Zhao Yuanze had dined at many high-end restaurants in the capital, and truly none compared to Huaye Tower.

The person behind Huaye Tower was truly a business genius, sparking Zhao Yuanze’s interest in them. free𝑤ebnovel.com

If Huaye Tower were to open in Li Jing, it might quickly become a sensation. But first, they needed to taste the dishes. ƒrēewebnovel.com

If the food was delicious and unique, there would be no complaints.

An hourglass was brought in; before it ran out, all ordered dishes had to be delivered, unless the customer specified otherwise.

"Sir, this is the Su Wine included in your set meal. This wine is produced in partnership with the Su Family’s brewery in Lanzhou, the only one of its kind."

"The Su Family in Lanzhou, is it Su Qi, the richest in Lanzhou?" Qingye asked.

"Yes, it’s the richest Su Family in Lanzhou."

"Your boss is impressive, to be able to collaborate with the Su Family."

"Of course, our boss and the Su Family are strategic partners. In the future, we will also invest in the Su Family’s Star-Picking Tower and become its second-largest shareholder!"

"Young lady, this is a business secret, how do you, a humble waitress, know about this?" Qingye and Zhao Yuanze couldn’t believe that such confidential information could be casually shared by a serving maid?

"It’s common knowledge, how is it a secret?" The waitress smiled slightly, nodded in greeting, and then left the private room.

"They are using the Su Family’s reputation to elevate themselves. The owner of this restaurant indeed knows how to do business. I’m quite interested in meeting this person," Zhao Yuanze remarked with amusement.

"That’s simple; we can simply ask that young lady afterward."

"This wine..." Qingye took a small sip of the Su Wine and immediately showed a hint of surprise. He was a lover of fine wines, and in that harsh land, surviving without wine was difficult, so he had tasted many fine wines. But this Su Wine’s flavor was one he was experiencing for the first time.

It was smooth upon entry, mild on the throat, and slowly warmed the stomach, leaving a subtle aftertaste.

Zhao Yuanze also took a sip. Though he wasn’t fond of wine, he knew it, having tasted many royal brews, but none matched the current taste.

This wine was truly extraordinary.

The stewed, tender mutton was served, featuring ribs as one of the main dishes in the set.

"Gentlemen, please try this lamb soup from our restaurant."

Qingye skeptically took a sip with a spoon, and his eyes instantly lit up as he slurped it all down.

This soup was so savory, without any gamy taste, truly a delicacy.

Zhao Yuanze felt the same. Having grown tired of the palace’s gourmet food, this lamb and soup was new to him.

A door to a new culinary world had opened for him.

Braised pork with preserved vegetables, fish head tofu soup, braised shredded bean curd, white sheep kidney porridge...

These dishes were unfamiliar not only to Zhao Yuanze but even Qingye had never tried them. Though they both had eaten stewed mutton before, none matched this level of tastiness without any gamy odor.

After eating, they felt warm all over, better than any medicinal tonic.

"Marquis, in all my years, this is the first time I’ve reached a point where I’m too full but still want to eat more. The chef here surpasses even the Imperial Chef. I’ve decided I’ll come here to dine every day," Zhao Yuanze said somewhat tipsily to Qingye.

"Your Highness, you can come here to eat, but don’t always expect me to treat you. My meager salary only allows for occasional indulgence; I can’t afford daily meals here."

"Don’t worry, we ordered a bit too much this time. Next time, we’ll order less. They also offer delivery services; they can send it to us."

"If it’s sent over, the food might cool down. It’s better to eat here and move a bit. Mr. Lin’s clinic isn’t far, and this wine... it’s absolutely delicious. I wonder if they’ll sell it for takeaway..."

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"Lady Shi Yin, these two patrons sound like they’re from the capital, wearing simple colored garments made of fine material. Especially Mr. Zhao, who speaks eloquently and seems to outrank the elder in the green robe, yet he calls the elder ’boss,’ which is quite peculiar..."

"Alright, I understand. Serve them well and try to meet their needs," Shi Yin instructed. The maids at Huaye Tower, despite their humble origins, had insights beyond ordinary people. In the pleasure business, knowing if a patron had wealth or status was critical.

"Yes, Lady Shi Yin."

Dealing with special patrons was crucial, for mishandling such could lead to major trouble.

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"Lady Shi Yin, I’m here to pick up the evening menu for my master from the back kitchen," Qingtang said, knocking as she entered Shi Yin’s office.

"Oh, alright, wait a moment. Among tonight’s guests, there are many city luminaries. There are some dietary restrictions your master needs to pay attention to, so please don’t make mistakes." Shi Yin handed a menu to Qingtang.

"Understood." As Qingtang took the menu and turned to leave, she suddenly heard a familiar voice from the front hall. Thinking she might have misheard, she listened closely and realized it was unmistakably the voice of her father, Marquis Wu’an, Qingye.

Qingtang was startled and quickly trotted out, keeping her head down as she headed to the back kitchen, hurriedly contemplating whether her father had traced Mrs. Wan’s eagle signal from Dongshan to the place.

But surely Mrs. Wan wouldn’t reveal the secret of Huaye Tower to anyone.