The Small Restaurant Leads to the Ming Dynasty, Lao Zhu Listens to My Spoilers at the Beginning

Shen An, who was unemployed after graduation, inherited the small restaurant left by his mother. But the restaurant's business is getting bleak day by day, no one is ordering takeout, and the rent is about to expire. He has already begun to think about whether to close the business and transfer it. Until one night, Shen An was checking his cell phone and preparing to close the door, when an old man in ancient costume opened the door and walked in. The old man stood at the door, looking at the old signs on the wall, his voice hoarse: "This is it." "Staff, I would like... Another bowl of pearl emerald white jade soup." Shen An was stunned. Is this not Lao Zhu who will be on the list? My mother made it when I was a child and gave one to beggars outside. Shen An looked at the old man in front of him and thought, are all those who play immersive history so dedicated now? Pearl Jade White Jade Soup... Isn't it just vegetable soup? I'll add some MSG, chicken essence, and sesame oil for you... Simple! As a result, from that day on, the old man came every night. While drinking soup, I chatted with him about the Ming Dynasty. Later, the old man's wife came. The eldest son is here. The grandson is here too. Shen An finally couldn't help it anymore: "Uncle, this is a restaurant, not a historical forum." Lao Zhu was silent for a long time, and finally showed his cards: "We won't pretend anymore." "We are the Lao Zhu you call me." Shen An chuckled: "Then I'm still the successor! Have you seen this, the grand military parade?"