The Soldier King Becomes a Useless Little Girl-Chapter 839 - 837: Joy Begets Sorrow

Xin Lin looked at the entrance of Chu’s Restaurant.

Ah~ It’s deserted here.

On the left is a coffin shop, on the right, a row of stores haven’t opened yet.

It’s not surprising. On the Emperor Longteng’s birthday, apart from the Spiritual Food Restaurant and a few grocery stores, coffin shops, and the like, they all have to shut down to avoid suspicion.

Because of this, the entrance of Chu’s Restaurant appears more desolate.

Closed for a month, coupled with the Spiritual Longevity Peach Buns’ attack, the popularity of Chu’s Restaurant has hit rock bottom.

There will always be 1,000 regular customers.

Xin Lin cheered herself up.

"Don’t rush, can’t become fat with one bite, let’s put the sign up first."

Xin Lin had someone hang the Phoebe Wood Sign properly.

The ghost energy on the Phoebe Wood Sign had disappeared.

The newly carved large characters "Chu’s Restaurant" on the sign were quite striking.

"Hey, Little Boss, don’t say, when this sign is hung up, it really looks a bit different. Why do I feel this small corner of ours suddenly becomes brighter?"

Ma Jingtian rubbed his eyes, looking surprised.

"Find some people to solicit customers at the entrance, some who look kind and friendly. Wait, my father will come later with Lu Yuan and the others. When they arrive, we’ll start soliciting customers."

It’s not only Taoyao Pavilion that can solicit customers.

After speaking, Xin Lin, like performing magic, brought out a heap of lotus roots and a few wooden barrels.

"Little Boss, what’s this for?"

Ma Jingtian looked at the freshly dug lotus roots and the few wooden barrels.

Inside the barrels, there were rice in some, and a few barrels of honey.

Don’t tell them these things are for making desserts.

"Don’t just stand there, go pack up. Once the afternoon arrives, we’ll start selling desserts, Chu’s Restaurant’s exclusive desserts."

Although the group was puzzled, they followed Xin Lin’s instructions, moving things around. Soon, Chu’s Restaurant was bustling.

After Xin Lin led the people into Chu’s Restaurant, Wang Lei was seen peering from the coffin shop’s entrance.

After watching for a while, he sped off to Taoyao Pavilion.

Panting when he returned to Taoyao Pavilion, it was still bustling.

"How’s Chu’s Restaurant over there?"

Yang Su was also busy today, directing his men, but didn’t forget to keep an eye on Xin Lin’s actions.

Though he thought Xin Lin’s chance of winning against him was minimal.

The taste of the Ultimate Lingxiu Buns was undoubtedly good.

But with his Spiritual Longevity Peach Buns, things were different.

Who would opt for Ultimate Lingxiu Buns?

Even if Xin Lin uses the freshest ingredients and cooks personally, so what?

"No customers, not a bit of popularity. I think Xin Lin has likely given up. She’s only just starting to prepare and isn’t making buns at all. She probably knows her buns won’t compare to yours."

Wang Lei said smugly.

A mere general worker, how dare she challenge Master Yang?

"It’s almost afternoon, if she hasn’t made desserts by then, she’s bound to lose this time."

Yang Su pondered.

There are thousands of varieties of pastries and desserts in the world, but their tastes are generally similar.

His Spiritual Longevity Peach Buns, thanks to the aphrodisiac, are irresistible.

Xin Lin winning this time is almost impossible.

"Master Yang, there’s trouble."

Just as Yang Su was feeling self-satisfied, one of his assistants rushed over.

"What’s happened?"

Yang Su raised an eyebrow.

"People from the Taichang Temple are here to return the Longevity Peach Buns."

The assistant hurriedly said.