Chapter 31: The threshold of the small shabby building is too high to enter
In front of Weimeilou in Waidongcheng, there was a crowd of people and the place was very busy.

The receptionist threw his snow-white towel over his shoulder and said, "Hey, Mr. Liu, you're here. Please come in quickly. Or should we go to the private room by the window on the second floor as usual?"

The guy over there was smiling and begging for mercy and asking to be careful.

"Master Ma, I am sorry to hear that you are a rare guest. Do you want a private room? I am so sorry, but our building is full today. What? Master Ma, please forgive me. These guests have made reservations in advance, so they naturally have seats. Master Ma, you are coming at such a short notice, I am afraid there will be no seats for you! Ah, how about the dinner tonight? No, no, Master Ma's dinner is also full. How about I give you a sign, Master Ma, please come later. As long as you come the day after tomorrow, I will definitely reserve a good seat for you."

Others begged for forgiveness bitterly.

"Sir, it's not that we don't want to see you. It's just that our restaurant is full. The earliest number is not until the day after tomorrow. I'm just one waiter. There's nothing I can do. Look over there. Mr. Ma who just left is a third-rank official in the court. He won't have a seat if he doesn't make an appointment in advance. I hope you will be considerate."

There are always those who are easy to talk to, and there are also those who are rude and overbearing, such as the young master Zhou Gaishi who just got off the carriage.

"Good morning, sir. Have you made a reservation in advance? Or do you have a number plate?"

No matter how polite the welcoming boy was, Zhou Gaishi, the playboy who had been dominating Kyoto for many years, would not give him any face. He snorted and immediately waved his sleeves to go in.

Fortunately, his shopkeeper had been prepared for this and had already discussed a response plan.

Seeing that he failed to stop the man, the young man quickly asked his friends to shake the shopkeeper.

The fat shopkeeper Qian spoke in a low but satisfactory tone. After a lot of persuasion and the young men begging and trying to stop him, Zhou Gai Shi also got tired of this kind of delay.

Just at this moment, Lu Fang, who was worried about settling his beloved horse in the backyard, happened to be led in from the back hall by the waiter. When Zhou Gai Shi saw him, he raised his hand and touched Lu Fang. He was no longer impatient to waste time with Manager Qian and others, and regardless of Lu Fang's protest, he rushed up and grabbed Lu Fang's shoulders tightly, forcefully occupying the private room that Lu Fang had booked.

Seeing Lu Fang's resistance, the receptionist leaned over and asked worriedly, "Boss, is this okay?"

Shopkeeper Qian curled his lips and spread his hands, "What's the big deal? Young Master Han didn't break the rules of our building. Didn't Master Lu make an appointment several days in advance? He is a 'friend'! Didn't we see each other arm in arm? It's okay, it's okay."

Shopkeeper Qian was delighted to see his century-old building regaining its vitality. He encouraged his capable subordinates behind him, smiled complacently, put his hands behind his back, hummed a tune, and went back to the building.

Outside the building, behind the curtain of a carriage that was following closely behind the Korean Duke's Mansion, a man was secretly watching everything that was happening in front of the building. Seeing the smug look on Manager Qian's face, the man angrily slammed the curtain.

The coachman outside was nervous and kept sticking his head into the carriage to ask questions.

"What should we do, shopkeeper? We may not be able to get into this Weimei Restaurant. Just now, even the young master almost didn't make it in. We..." I'm afraid there's no hope at all!
The person in the car was Yang Hongfa, the shopkeeper of Yaxian Pavilion. He stared at Weimeilou with red eyes and said fiercely, "No matter what, I must go into this broken building today!"

"But the shopkeeper..."

"It's nothing to worry about. Go ahead and tell them that I, the owner of Yaxian Pavilion, came to visit you personally today and asked if Mr. Qian wanted to see you."

"This……"

"Go quickly!"

As a last resort, the coachman hurriedly got off the car and went to greet the guests. In the bustling Weimei Restaurant, Qian Zhang grabbed the waiter in the noisy lobby and spoke.

"Has Mr. Wuyou's tea been served? Have the snacks been served? Remember to order the best Biluochun tea, and at least four kinds of snacks, and they must be the best and freshest in our building. The throat-soothing boiled water that Mr. Wuyou ordered must also be prepared at all times. And Mr. Wuyou is craving for pork elbow, so we must prepare them for him today. He must have a taste of this at noon..."

The shopkeeper, Lao Sanyang, kept talking non-stop, and the young man who was assigned to serve Li Yaoguang nodded repeatedly to assure him.

"Don't worry, boss. I have followed Mr. Wuyou's rules and have done everything perfectly. I promise I won't delay your business."

"It's better this way. If your poor service affects the teacher's storytelling, you'll have to watch your back later!"

This was the scene that the receptionist saw when he hurried in from outside.

The receptionist was astonished at how much his boss valued the young gentleman, but he did not dare to say much. After the boss finished giving his instructions, the receptionist hurried over.

"Boss, someone is looking for you outside."

"Someone's looking for you again?" Shopkeeper Qian couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. He was unhappy, but he still asked, "Who is this person? Could it be another young master? Could it be a dandy boy from some dynasty?"

The young man shook his head, "That's not the case. The other party introduced himself as the shopkeeper Yang of the Yaxian Pavilion in the inner city."

"Hiss, it's him!", I'm afraid that no good banquet, no good people come!
In the past, the prospects of his Weimeilou were bleak, and when he went around asking for help, everyone looked down on him.

Now, relying on Mr. Wuyou, his building is crowded with visitors, and even all kinds of demons and monsters have come;

The receptionist carefully observed the unpredictable expression of his shopkeeper and asked anxiously, "Do you want to see the shopkeeper? Or should I go out and send them away?"

"That's not necessary." Shopkeeper Qian raised his hands and shook his long sleeves. "Come on, follow me to meet that guy in person."

Yang Hongfa, who had already got off the carriage and was standing in front of Weimei Building with his hands behind his back, had long been impatient of waiting. He was petty and secretly took note of the arrogant Fatty Qian. Finally, the fat man arrived with a smile on his face.

"Hahaha, I was wondering why the magpie was calling so early this morning. It turns out that Shopkeeper Yang has come to visit. Hahaha, Shopkeeper Yang, your presence here really brings honor to our humble shop. I am so honored, so honored, hahaha..."

They were all old acquaintances in the business world and had dealt with each other many times before. Although the fat man in front of him had always been begging him, who could have made the fat man suddenly rich?
Therefore, Yang Hongfa rarely admitted that he was trying to be polite to Shopkeeper Qian, and he half-heartedly bowed his hands, "Brother Qian, you're welcome."

"Hey, I'm not being polite, I'm not being polite, I wonder why Shopkeeper Yang came to my Weimei Restaurant today?"

Yang Hongfa was not polite and went straight to the point with his killer move.

"Of course, I come to see you for no reason. I'm curious to see that your Weimei Restaurant has regained its vitality, so I came here to take a look and see if we can cooperate. Isn't this what you've been asking for?"

　Lu Fang reached a world where he was hurt alone.

　　Yang Hongfa expressed his dissatisfaction, and said, "There is still me!"
　　(End of this chapter)