Transmigrating To Ancient Times With A Kitchen

96 Limited Space

When it was about time, he returned to the inner room and looked at Xiao Lang who was slumped in his seat. He asked, “What is the ingredient for this hotpot made from?”

This food could easily heat up the body. If it was given to the soldiers, they would not suffer so much in the winter. Many soldiers would freeze to death every year.

Xiao Lang shook his head and said, “I don’t know. Sister made this.”

Ming Zhiyan nodded and said, “Call your sister tomorrow…”

He felt that something was wrong and said, “Forget it. I’ll visit again another day.”

Jian Qingqing used a day to cook a large amount of hotpot ingredients. The next day, Jian’s hotpot officially opened for sale.

The higher the value of the items, the less need for publicity. She only boiled the hotpot ingredients and placed them in the store. When people asked, she would introduce what hotpot was and would not let them buy it. She would wait for them to say that they wanted to eat it, and she would arrange a private room to invite them. The private room was also equipped with its own personal service staff.

There were many wealthy families who came to Jian Qingqing’s store to buy food. Many of them were surprised by the private room.

The private room was not very big, but it was very stylish. There were potted plants made of green bamboo, and slender blue porcelain vases with plum blossoms on them. Calligraphy and paintings hung on the walls. Tables and chairs were not the usual tables and chairs of inns, instead, it was a hotpot table specially made by Jian Qingqing. Every part of it was very exquisite and had a very refined artistic conception. All the guests who entered fell in love with it.

It was a new way of eating that had never been seen before. The delicious dishes and excellent service made the first batch of customers who went in come out with good reviews. Those who did not go in were all tickled by curiosity. When they wanted to go in to eat, they were told by Jian Qingqing that there were no more shares for today.

A middle-aged man grumbled unhappily, “What the hell? How can there be a reason to push the customers out?”

Jian Qingqing explained with a smile, “Our customers don’t know that the ingredients for our hotpot are extremely difficult to make. The ingredients needed are also hard to find. Therefore, we will limit it to 20 servings every day. First Come, first served.”

Seeing Jian Qingqing’s good attitude, the man suddenly felt a little embarrassed and whispered, “Alright then. Can I make a reservation for tomorrow?”

Jian Qing Qing nodded. “Yes, we can accept the reservation.”

Instantly, those who wanted to eat but did not manage to grab it all rushed to make a reservation.

After word of mouth spread, Jian’s Hotpot was already known by everyone. Some of the scholars who did not lack money heard of such a place and also tried to eat it. After coming out, they were overjoyed and wrote countless wonderful articles for the hotpot. After these articles were spread, Jian’s Hotpot became famous. Everyone wanted to try it.

When Jian Qingqing saw this, she provided pen and paper in the box for the scholars to write poems or draw with. After they were done, they could choose to leave it behind or take it away. Many people chose to leave it behind and hang it in the box. Soon, there were many famous articles and paintings in these boxes. Many people booked the box just because they wanted to read the articles.

When Jian Qingqing heard about it, she allowed them to go and read it when the box was empty, this move won the praise of many scholars. The Jian’s Hotpot was well-known, and even the name of the Jian’s Hotpot could be heard in Cairo City.

Not only did the Young Masters like to gather here, many ladies also liked to date and play inside. Jian’s Hotpot became the first choice for the upper class gatherings in Shifeng County, and every day’s reservations were full.

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