Go Back to Ancient Times and Open a Restaurant

In a daze, he traveled to the capital city of an imaginary dynasty, inherited a restaurant inexplicably, and became the "owner" in the mouth of the clerks. Su Jie shook the jade bone and silver tassel fan in his hand happily. Is the restaurant running poorly? Half dead? No problem! See how I can bring it to life! You said Tiantianju's hotpot is the best in the city, and Taihelou's roast duck is the best in the Central Plains. We can't compare? Gee, have you ever eaten ants and climbed up a tree? Have you ever heard of Buddha jumping over the wall? Do you know the Manchu-Han Banquet? You say that the names of the dishes in the restaurant are too vulgar and straightforward to attract the interest of the scholar-bureaucrats. Hey, have you ever heard of "Xiaohe listens to the spring rain"? Have you tasted "Golden Sands and Jasper"? Have you ever seen "volcanic snow"? Novel and rare dishes, strange and lively marketing. With his endless tricks, he became famous step by step and traveled around the capital. In his spare time, he meets one or two boys, teases one or two girls, makes a bunch of friends, and takes on a bunch of followers. Tonight or later, we share the Spring and Autumn Period. And put the wind and moon into the wine pouring. The life of a foodie is so chic. Huh? What should I do if I accidentally become a red-top businessman? Waiting online, quite urgent.