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Chapter 59 Advertising Slogans!

When Chu Wang entered Chu Xing Restaurant, he looked in the direction of Tian Tian.

Tian Tian was utterly helpless. She had seen people courting death before, but she had never seen anyone so eager to die.

Li Huaiyuan led his men to the kitchen, and some commoners followed them in.

Chu Wang was full of confidence and allowed Li Huaiyuan's men to inspect everywhere.

His confession has been very effective in the past few days.

The kitchen floor was washed clean, without a trace of grease.

The stovetop has been washed, and all the grease on the table has been scraped off.

The earthenware jars containing salt, sugar, and oil were also neatly arranged.

The ingredients that were usually scattered everywhere are now neatly piled up.

The bean curd sheets were also stacked in layers on the table next to the water vat.

"Is that bean curd skin?"

"So this is what bean curd skin looks like."

"It doesn't look very appealing, so why do so many people like to eat this?"

"It's delicious, haven't you guys tried it?"

Li Huaiyuan's men walked over and turned over the bean curd skin.

"This is bean curd skin?" Li Huaiyuan had eaten bean curd skin before, but he had never seen it before it was cooked.

But he ate at Fulai Restaurant.

He curiously fiddled with the bean curd skin, but the more he did, the more something felt off.

He picked up a piece of fried tofu skin, brought it to his nose and smelled it, and felt that it had a sour and smelly odor.

But he wasn't sure what the original taste of bean curd skin should be like.

Upon closer inspection, there appear to be some dark spots on the bean curd skin...

But he wasn't sure if there was a problem.

"Someone, bring a few sheets of fried tofu skin."

"Let's go to Fulai Restaurant."

He was now full of doubts and wanted to figure out what bean curd skin originally looked like.

Chu Wang was pleased, thinking that Li Huaiyuan hadn't found the problem.

He was prepared, and he didn't believe that Qian Fulai was prepared as well.

As someone who runs a restaurant, he knows better than anyone what the kitchen looks like.

This surprise attack by Lord Li will surely be an eye-opener for everyone.

Li Huaiyuan, accompanied by his constables, Chu Wang, and the common people, arrived at Fulai Restaurant in a grand procession.

Qian Fulai looked bewildered. "This... Lord Li? What's going on? So many people..."

Tian Tian rolled her eyes from outside the crowd. This guy, he's really good at pretending.

"Qian Fulai, I've brought men to inspect the restaurant's kitchen. Lead the way," Li Huaiyuan said.

Qian Fulai stared in shock, his mouth agape in exaggerated disbelief, looking utterly panicked and unsure of what to do.

With so many people... he finally had no choice but to 'reluctantly' lead them inside.

"Lord Li." When he reached the kitchen door, Qian Fulai stopped and turned around to look at Li Huaiyuan apologetically.

"This... I didn't know you were coming, so the inside wasn't... it wasn't tidied up."

"My lord...my lord, please forgive me."

Seeing his flustered expression, Li Huaiyuan waved his hand unhappily, "Let me investigate first."

Chu Wang followed behind and squeezed in with the others.

Once inside...

He was dumbfounded.

The kitchen of Fulai Restaurant...is spotless, with blue brick floors that are as clean as new.

The iron and copper pots above the stove were neatly hung on the wall, their handles smooth and free of oil stains.

The firewood piled up in the corner was neatly stacked, and various bottles and jars of seasonings were arranged in a staggered manner on the wooden shelf, making them easy to access.

The knife and cutting board on the counter are clean and free of oil stains.

All the utensils in the kitchen, whether spatulas, ladles, or bamboo baskets used to hold ingredients, were spotless.

Each ingredient was neatly arranged according to its category, and the knives, axes, and cutting tools were also placed in an orderly manner.

On the counter, the chef carefully and meticulously prepares each ingredient, cutting them neatly.

The kitchen was free of cooking fumes, the air was fresh, and there was no fishy smell; instead, it was filled with a refreshing aroma.

Li Huaiyuan didn't see the bean curd skin. "Qian Fulai, where do you keep your bean curd skin?"

Qian Fulai opened a cabinet, inside which were stacks of brown paper bags.

He took one out and handed it to Li Huaiyuan, saying, "Sir, here is my family's fried tofu skin."

"What's this?" Li Huaiyuan asked, taking the bag with a puzzled look.

"This is the bag we use to store tofu skin. With this bag protecting it, the food won't get dirty or spoil."

As he spoke, Qian Fulai pointed to the sealed area, indicating to Li Huaiyuan to open it.

Li Huaiyuan opened the paper bag from the sealed end, and as soon as he opened it, he smelled a rich aroma of soybeans.

It smells completely different from the bean curd skin I smelled at Chuxing Restaurant earlier.

He then pulled the bean curd skin out of the paper bag and examined it carefully. The bean curd skin was clean and had no dark spots.

Moreover, it feels very dry, unlike the soft and damp ones at Chuxing Restaurant.

Chu Wang was also taken aback when he saw the bean curd skin that Li Huaiyuan had pulled out.

His bean curd skin and Qian Fulai's bean curd skin... seem different.

Could it be...

He had a bad feeling about this.

"Someone, bring the bean curd sheets from Chu Xing Restaurant."

Chu Wang wanted to stop them, but it was too late. The constables had already handed the fried bean curd sheets they had taken from his kitchen to Li Huaiyuan.

Li Huaiyuan compared the bean curd sheets from the two restaurants...

The problem is obvious.

The difference between the two was also noticed by the common people, merchants, and wealthy households who followed them in.

Qian Fulai then pulled out the remaining bean curd sheets from the paper bag and distributed them to the merchants and wealthy households present...

"This is the bean curd skin from our Fulai Restaurant. Our bean curd skin is made with the best beans and has a rich bean flavor."

"Moreover, we have a special storage method that can guarantee that the bean curd skin will not spoil within six months."

"Since we started selling bean curd sheets, our Fulai Restaurant has never had a single customer get sick from eating them..."

This set of words was taught to him by Tian Tian... advertising slogans!

Qian Fulai raised an eyebrow at Chu Wang, these words were directed at him.

"Fulai Restaurant has been selling bean curd sheets for two or three months, and no one has ever come to make a fuss."

"Chu Xing Restaurant has only been owned for a little over half a month and so many people have already come to cause trouble."

"Oh dear, you don't know, the two families don't buy their bean curd sheets from the same place."

"The bean curd sheets at Fulai Restaurant are made by people in Qingliu Village, while the bean curd sheets at Chuxing Restaurant are sold by that tofu shop in the north of the city."

"So this is ah."

"I'll definitely come to Fulai Restaurant for bean curd skin again in the future!"

"That's right, the food at Chu Xing Restaurant is inedible. The taste is off, and there's still some left on it, so it must be spoiled."

"Yeah."

Qian Fulai was overjoyed as he listened to the people's discussion, but he still humbly nodded to everyone.

Li Huaiyuan slapped the damp, soggy bean curd skin onto Chu Wang's chest. "Chu Wang, this bean curd skin of yours has gone bad! It tastes sour! How dare you sell it?!"

"If you're running a restaurant and you still dare to sell spoiled ingredients, you're practically treating human life like dirt!"

"Guards, take Chu Wang to prison!"