The eldest grandson of Emperor Ming Dynasty!

Guangzhou Fucheng, Ping An Restaurant.

This is a five-storey restaurant.

Obviously, the construction technology used here already has a cement structure inside.

Zhu Ying naturally covered the entire five floors.

In fact, generally speaking, restaurants do not allow this. In the end, it was natural that some power was mobilized, such as Jin Yiwei's waist card.

The shopkeeper was shocked when he saw the descendants.

The notorious and well-known Jin Yiwei came to his restaurant, if he didn't serve him well, he would lose his head.

Cut first and play later, the imperial power franchise, scare people to death.

"My lord, please try it. Our restaurant is a well-known Ping'an Tea House signed by the capital. These dim sums are all personally trained by the master chefs of Ping'an Tea House."

"Especially the steamed buns, which are white and soft. It is said that the current grandson and His Majesty both like to eat them."

"Just this steamed bun, there is a legendary story."

After the shopkeeper of the restaurant brought Xiao Er to deliver refreshments, he personally bowed beside him to accompany him.

Zhu Ying smiled and said, "Tell me, what kind of story is it?"

For her own business plan, Zhu Ying basically gave directions, and basically did not ask about the specific implementation.

Among them, in terms of food, Zhu Ying obviously has great advantages, especially the brand chain operation.

At present, basically the entire Ming Dynasty has blossomed everywhere.

Zhu Ying is not the same as later generations who engage in celebrity effects to go around everywhere. After all, it is his own family's business, so there is no need to ruin his reputation.

Today's Ping'an Tea House is already the headquarters of the entire Ming Dynasty. Because of the Taisun brand, the daily flow of people is full, and with the addition of Jingshi Everbright City, the store no longer feels like it is closed.

It is twelve hours of continuous rotation.

Even in the early morning, there is still a long queue outside.

Except for some dignitaries and ministers with status, it is really difficult to have a bite.

For the expansion of Ping An Tea House, a cooperative business model is adopted.

That is to say, the training will be arranged by Ping An Tea House, including waiter, chef, management, etc.Accounting for 50.00% of the shares 40.00, investors accounted for [-]% of the shares [-], responsible for site construction and personnel recruitment.

The accountants of each store are sent by the headquarters of Ping An Tea House.

Under such circumstances, the branches of Ping'an Tea House don't have to consider the issue of funds at all. Every time there are hundreds of people trained, they frantically open stores in various prefectures, states, and even counties in Daming.

In just a few years, a chain storm has formed.

The exact number of Zhu Ying's restaurants is unknown, but basically there will be branches of Ping'an Tea House in cities that are slightly more economical.

Here in Guangzhou Fucheng, although it can be regarded as somewhat involved with the grandson.

But Uncle Zhang has already said hello, the local government will be responsible for the branch's problems, and the capital will not intervene, just do what should be done, and deal with it normally if there is a violation.

If it is found that the branch is acting in the name of the grandson, it will be severely punished, and the shares and management rights will be directly confiscated depending on the seriousness of the case.

The income of the branch does not need to be transported to the capital, and can be directly deposited into the Royal Bank of the local prefecture.

People eat for food.

In terms of diet, it is really very profitable.

Especially in a populous country like Ming Dynasty.

The meals, pastries, and even drinks in Ping An Tea House are mainly for mid-to-high-end consumer groups. Although they are more expensive than other places, the word-of-mouth is nothing to say.

In order to better control the branch, including the quality control of service quality and dish taste, Zhu Ying specially set up an internal investigation department.

The capital arranges personnel every month to conduct secret investigations on chain restaurants across the country.

To put it simply, I ran over to eat two meals to see if there were any problems, and finally wrote an investigation report to the headquarters of the capital.

There are about two to three hundred unannounced visitors in total. For restaurants across the country, there will be unannounced visitors every one to two months.

These people will not expose themselves after eating, and even if there is a problem, they will only report it to the headquarters, which makes all the branches pay great attention to the management of the store.

In fact, Zhu Ying already knew what the shopkeeper was going to say.

Good wine is also afraid of deep alleys.

Advertisement promotion is still necessary.

The shopkeeper began to talk about it with a smile.

"This Ping'an teahouse was originally opened by His Royal Highness Taisun." When the shopkeeper mentioned Taisun, he would shake his head in the direction of the capital to show respect.

"The great grandson faked his death due to illness when he was young. At that time, quack doctors were everywhere in the Ming Dynasty, but they didn't realize it, and directly sealed the great grandson into the coffin."

"God can't stand it anymore. On the day the grandson was buried in the Xiaoling Mausoleum, the sky thundered, and the earth dragon turned over. They forcibly shook the coffin into the underground river, allowing the grandson to survive."

"It's just that the grandson is young. After entering the underworld, the entire underworld has been disturbed."

"Who is the grandson? God will protect him. I heard that he was a god in the sky in his previous life. He is an immortal in this life. How dare he care about the bull's head and horse face? If the Lord of the Underworld sees it, he will call him a little master." Woolen cloth."

There was a smile on Zhu Ying's face, and she was so embarrassed that her toes were about to be pulled out.

He did indeed order Yuan Jiachi, the newspaper secretary of the capital, to be in charge of a certain degree of artistic processing of his story.

Later, because of the fight against the Japanese country, I didn't pay much attention to it.

I didn't expect it to be edited so outrageously.

What a fucking talent.

Not to mention, if the story wasn't for him as the protagonist, it would really be interesting to hear.

Zhu Yunxi next to him listened with great interest.

Even the Jinyiwei who were in charge of guarding nearby had their ears firmly erected.

"Your Excellency, do you know about His Royal Highness losing his memory?" The shopkeeper asked back at this time.

Zhu Ying nodded: "I understand."

The shopkeeper continued: "Speaking of how big the grandson was back then, it was the time when seven-year-old and eight-year-old dogs thought it was the naughtiest. His majesty and the queen doted on him, and there was no taboo in the palace. He could be called the little overlord of the palace, and he was the prince. When His Highness was alive, he also wanted to take a detour when he saw it."

Even dogs disliked this word, which made Jin Yiwei's eyes sharpen.

Zhu Yunxi also frowned slightly.

This may seem offensive.

But Zhu Ying didn't think there was anything wrong with it, because such vocabulary was obviously more down-to-earth and more humane, and was accepted by the people.

The shopkeeper has told this story countless times, so he naturally knows this point, but he doesn't care about it. After all, this is what the capital has already allowed. Even if someone finds fault, they can evade it.

"The grandson grew up in the imperial palace in his early years. After this soul arrived in the underworld, of course he felt strange. Look here, fiddle there, and the bull's head and horse face behind him can only wipe our grandson's butt. The underworld is bustling."

"This soul has arrived in the underworld. After crossing the Naihe bridge, of course it is drinking Mengpo soup."

"Originally, our great-grandson is still alive and doesn't need to drink that Mengpo soup, but his great-grandson is naughty. Seeing so many people queuing up to drink, he has to drink a bowl no matter what. I can't stop him."

"The grandma Meng didn't give it to me, so the grandson grabbed the spoon and poured it himself, and took a hard bite."

"At this time, even Lord Yan has no choice but to watch Taisun fall asleep like this."

"Our grandson's health is not very good in Yangjian. The King of Hades was afraid of being blamed, so he secretly used mana to heal the grandson's body, and then sent Hun'er up quickly."

"After our great-grandson woke up, he naturally forgot who he was, and went to the Western Regions by accident."

"But who is our great-grandson, that is protected by God. When we arrived in the Western Regions, we created a huge Chamber of Commerce. I heard that when the great-grandson was in the Western Regions, all the small countries in the Western Regions had to It’s because of the eyes of our great-grandson.”

"This is our grandson. No matter where he is, even if he has lost his memory, he can't cover up his brilliance."

"It's just that Lord Hades is in a panic while he's underground, and his grandson hasn't returned to the capital for a long time. What should Ming do?"

"It happened at this time that His Royal Highness passed away and also arrived in the underworld."

"Originally, it was a meeting between father and son, but when His Royal Highness asked, the son was not in the underworld, but was still alive and well in the underworld, so he immediately reprimanded Lord Yan."

"Yan Wangye checked and found that the grandson happened to be in Beiping. His Royal Highness thought, isn't that the territory of the fourth younger brother King Yan, so he hurriedly entrusted King Yan with a dream and asked him to take the grandson back to the capital."

"King Yan woke up thinking it was just a dream, but in the end he really saw his grandson, so he hurriedly took his grandson to the capital to attend the prince's funeral."

"That's it. His Royal Highness finally returned to the capital."

"His Majesty's grandson was brought up by His Majesty himself in the early years. Just by taking a look, he knew it was his own grandson."

"It's just that from everyone's point of view, this person has been dead for so many years. I'm afraid it's because they look alike that no one will believe it."

"Our Majesty is also a god in the sky. He is the reincarnation of Emperor Xuanwu. Hearing other people's doubts, he immediately dug up the grandson's tomb."

"The purpose of digging up this mausoleum is to prove that His Majesty the Grandson is still alive. When he was buried, all the officials were watching the ceremony, so he couldn't fake it."

"After digging it up, it turns out that the tomb is already empty, and there is no coffin. If you look at the dark river below, isn't it the truth?"

"Our Daming has His Majesty's old god and his grandson's little god. How can the two gods not be strong and prosperous together?"

"Look, it's only been a few years since the grandson entered the palace, and the people of Ming Dynasty have really lived a good life."

"To tell you the truth, my father was still a refugee from Mengyuan. Now I have caught up with the good time and became the shopkeeper of this restaurant. If there is no grandson, I don't know where to beg. life."

After telling the whole story, the shopkeeper is eloquent, cadenced, extremely fluent, and there is no stuck place at all.

In the end, I embellished it with my own real situation, praising the beautiful life of Daming, which really makes people have to believe it.

In this story, there are interspersed stories of the prince, King Yan, and even ghosts.

It secretly affirmed the correctness of the imperial power of the Ming Dynasty today, and explained in detail the legendary past of the Taisun's resurrection from death.

The twists and turns of the bizarre story are related to the royal family, politically correct, and secretly fueled, so naturally it is widely sung.

Zhu Ying didn't realize it until after listening.

No wonder those soldiers, officials, and common people looked so wildly during the southern tour. It turned out that the root cause came from this.

Today, when the illiteracy rate remains high, for many people, Zhu Ying is a living god walking in the world.

If Zhu Ying starts a sect now, I am afraid that it will directly become the largest sect in the world.

"Well said, watch and appreciate."

Seeing the eager eyes of the shopkeeper, Zhu Ying hurriedly gave instructions to the guard next to him.

The shopkeeper originally wanted to evade for a while, but when he saw the hundred guan banknotes brought out by the guards, he immediately swallowed all his words.

"Thank you for the reward, my lord." The shopkeeper hurriedly bowed.

Then with a hint of misery: "I see that your lord is very interested in the affairs of His Highness the Grandson. I have a copy of "Eldest Grandson of the Emperor of Ming Dynasty" here. What I just said is written on it."

"Because His Royal Highness is involved, it must not be published indiscriminately. I didn't get a book from the capital because of my relationship."

"Today, I have a fate with adults, so I will give this book to adults to read. It is far more detailed and exciting than what the little second child told."

As the shopkeeper spoke, he took it out of his pocket and respectfully placed it on the table.

Zhu Ying was a little bit dumbfounded, so he accepted it.

The shopkeeper didn't dare to delay too much, and left after apologizing.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Zhu Yunxi took away the hardcover book on the table and said eagerly, "Brother, let me take a look first."

In fact, Zhu Ying was a little curious about how she wrote about herself in this book, but Zhu Yunxi had already opened her mouth. As a big brother, of course she couldn't be stingy.

At worst, after returning to the capital, Yuan Jiachi, the editor-in-chief of the Dibao Department, was summoned and asked in detail who wrote it.

"Okay, take it."

Hearing the elder brother's promise, Zhu Yunxi immediately put it away happily.

Then he asked suspiciously: "Brother, after you arrived in the underworld, you really robbed Po Meng's soup to drink."

God damn Mengpo soup.

Hearing this question, Zhu Ying was speechless.

He turned his head subconsciously, and found that several Jin Yiwei were also slightly leaning over, obviously unable to bear to listen to his narration.

Zhu Ying had no choice but to deal with it casually: "Brother was young at that time."

Just at this time, there was a sound of footsteps.

It was Jin Yiwei Qianhu Shi Di who had been arranged by Zhu Ying to find out the news.

"My lord, I have already brought the documents about the Guangdong Chengxuan Political Envoy and the Guangzhou government office."

After Shi Di handed in the file, he felt a little strange.

Several Jin Yiwei, even His Highness Yunxie, seemed to look at him with a hint of resentment in their eyes.

Suddenly I was shocked.

Could it be that something happened during the time I was away?
It's hard to understand right now, and I'll ask my subordinates later.

Zhu Ying opened the file and began to check the situation on the Guangzhou side.

The backstage of the Hong Kong Dental Bank is obviously the Guangzhou Government Office.

The Department of Political Affairs and Envoys announced by Guangdong Cheng is also within the city of Guangzhou.

Zhu Ying doesn't believe that such things can be hidden from Chengxuan's Political Envoy Secretary, there must be more entanglements here.