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"Hey, Misha," Sang Qingxiao said, "didn't you say we were opening the day after tomorrow? Let's keep it simple: we'll serve stewed bones, smoked bones, sauced bones, and roasted bones for just ten per guest, no time limit and no restrictions on how much they can eat. They can eat as much as they want."
From breakfast until curfew, it would be a treat for the diners.
Misha nodded in agreement. "Alright, I’m with you. Making these bones in bulk is easy enough. But what if too many customers come? Our place is too small to accommodate many."
"Then we'll set up tables along the street in front once it gets dark," Sang Qingxiao suggested.
The next day, Misha put up the menu and even prepared a large pot of various flavored bones outside for guests to sample. If they liked it, they could come back the next day.
This was also a way to gauge the tastes of the people in Jingjing City ahead of time.
Outside, the roasted bones sprinkled with chili powder and cumin were clearly the most popular, while the clear stewed lotus root bone soup was the first to run out.
"I have to say, that lotus root bone soup is the best," Li Cu remarked as he slurped down several bowls. He still felt unsatisfied and smacked his lips, complaining that everyone else lacked taste.
Sang Qingxiao laughed. "Most people are just thinking about how to eat more and double their money's worth. After a few bowls of soup, their stomachs are already full—how can they fit any meat in there?"
Li Cu chuckled back. "You've set the price too low; don't be surprised if half the city shows up. You won't have anything left to sell by then."
Sang Qingxiao wasn't worried at all. "I still have plenty of stock from before. This outing will earn us a good amount; consider it my treat to them."
On reopening day, after breakfast, people began to trickle in.
At first, some were skeptical about how generous the Small Tavern's owner was. But as diners left one by one with full bellies, more and more people came to Small Tavern and Ju Yi.
During the day, they limited the number of servings because tables weren't allowed on the road.
By nightfall, while it wasn't as exaggerated as half the city showing up, quite a crowd had gathered.
Sang Qingxiao watched the growing number of patrons with delight and pulled out a significant amount of his previous stock. He also took advantage of this promotional night to clear out a large batch of liquor for Yue Hao.
To prevent diners from getting rowdy from drinking too much, each person was limited to two drinks; anything more was replaced with sweet water.
The revelry continued past curfew before everyone reluctantly left.
Later on, they reserved a few tables for the patrol team as a thank you for their leniency that day.
Qi Xiaomian arrived half a month later.
It was nighttime again; he came in with frost still clinging to him and climbed over the wall into Small Tavern's backyard where everyone was enjoying grilled skewers.
As soon as Huo Qi saw him, he scolded, "Look at you three, so inexperienced. It's been half a month, and you still haven't figured it out."
After saying that, he happily took a sip of his drink and bit into a piece of Silly Beast's tribute, patting his slightly bulging belly while sighing inwardly that one must enjoy life to the fullest.
Sang Qingxiao served a bowl of warm osmanthus wine with small dumplings to Qi Xiaomian. Qi Xiaomian took a sip of the sweet drink and felt most of his fatigue dissipate.
He asked, "The Empress Dowager didn't give you any trouble, did she?"
Sang Qingxiao smiled and replied, "Didn't you receive the letter?"
"I did, but it only had a few words. I need to see things for myself and ask in person to understand what's really going on."
With a senior stepping in, there was naturally no issue. However, the situation with His Majesty is not so easy to handle. The New State involves military power, and many in the Court are eager to criticize you. Some rumors have already spread in the streets, and there are bound to be those who stir the pot. You should be careful in how you deal with this.
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