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"Yes, Subordinate will definitely obey." The elders collectively expressed their stance.
It was evident that their declaration this time was more resolute and sincere than ever before.
Ziyan finally felt a sense of satisfaction; with the internal conflicts resolved, the prosperous era of Heavenly Pivot was just around the corner.
With the support and understanding of the Grand Elder and the Second Elder, dealing with Three Elders should be a piece of cake, right?
Ziyan smiled knowingly, and the next thing she needed to consider was advertising.
If she wanted to open up the market within a month and double the business of Drunken Immortal Residence, effective and feasible promotional activities had to be planned.
No matter how good the wine is, there’s still a chance it could be overlooked if it’s too hidden!
However, for Ziyan, who had crossed over from modern civilization in Otherworld, creating a marketing plan was not a big issue.
Within half a month, before those students arrived, she needed to establish a reputation in this city!
Determined, Ziyan didn’t have time to think too much. She immediately called upon Executive Chef Hong Gang, and the two returned to the kitchen. She had to teach him how to prepare these ten dishes in just a few days.
For an ancient chef who had never made such complex dishes before, Ziyan knew that he could not master these recipes in just one day.
So, they would need to practice and refine his skills repeatedly over the next few days. In four days, these ten dishes had to officially hit the market.
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On a morning four days later.
At the entrance of the Drunken Immortal Residence, it was bustling with activity, as countless people had already begun to line up in an orderly fashion.
The entrance of the Drunken Immortal Residence was decorated with colorful lights even during the day, and there was a large banner hanging above. The banner read: "New dishes available for free tasting, 50 tables daily, limited time for three days."
However, before the free tasting began, a dedicated Clerk reiterated the news and requirements that had been announced three days prior to all customers who came for the free tasting.
After tasting, participants were required to compose a poem about the event, with prizes awarded to the top three entries.
With food, drinks, and a literary competition, this announcement had certainly piqued the interest of all the prominent figures in Chu County.
On the morning of Promotion Day, the entire Chu County, which is also the Provincial Capital, experienced a surge of excitement following a morning of renewed publicity combined with previous preparations.
All the wealthy and influential individuals in the city nearly emptied their homes to arrive early at the entrance of the Drunken Immortal Residence, willingly forming a long queue.
Ziyan observed at the entrance for a while and, seeing that it was about time, nodded to Wu Xiang, who was leading a group of Clerks blocking the entrance.
Wu Xiang quickly instructed the Clerks to let them in, and soon those in line began to enter the establishment one by one.
Of course, at this moment, the Clerks inside were also busy bringing out freshly cooked dishes from the kitchen to place on tables in the dining hall.
According to Ziyan's instructions, each table today would only feature these ten new dishes, and no other existing menu items would be served.
With ten people per table and ten dishes per table, accompanied by aged wine.
In an instant, both floors of the Drunken Immortal Residence were filled with people; fifty tables were set up all at once, perfectly occupying both levels.
After enjoying their meal and drink, it was time for poetry recitation. Like the Eight Immortals crossing the sea, each displayed their talents. One by one, talented individuals surrounded by these ten delicious dishes composed countless poems and verses in praise.
The judge here is the local official of the county, which is an additional honor for the Drunken Immortal Residence. Over the course of three days, ten candidates can be selected each day. By the end of the third day, the top three finalists will be determined.
The champion will receive 1,000 taels of gold, the runner-up will receive 1,000 taels of silver, and the third place will receive 100 taels of silver.
This is no small amount, so all the talented individuals are racking their brains and giving their all in the competition.
In an instant, the entire Provincial Capital has been stirred by the activities of the Drunken Immortal Residence over these few days, with discussions buzzing everywhere.
Every day, people are eagerly talking about the legends of the Heavenly Pivot Sect and the delicious offerings of the Drunken Immortal Residence during their tea breaks and meals.
This is naturally what Ziyan has been looking forward to and desires most.
After three days of activities, even several surrounding provinces have heard about the new dishes from the Drunken Immortal Residence, and many more want to try them!
However, their local Drunken Immortal Residence has not yet launched this project. But according to reliable rumors: each region's Drunken Immortal Residence may hold such a unique and interesting free tasting competition.
Thus, even though those chain stores have not yet introduced new dishes, their business has improved significantly thanks to the reputation and influence of the main store.
Four days later, many food enthusiasts who had longed to come in have flocked to taste the offerings.
In less than ten days, the profits of the Drunken Immortal Residence in Chu County have not only doubled but tripled in growth.
The elders led by Yan Laoguai have been so shocked that they do not know how to express themselves.
When Yan Laoguai thinks of his little junior sister, he decides to head to Qingfeng Tower to check on things.
Meanwhile, the Three Elders and Charming Lady have already been so overwhelmed by the excitement and fervor of the Drunken Immortal Residence that they cannot sit still.
Looking back at her Qingfeng Tower, she had exhausted every possible means during this time and was nearly at her wit's end.
To increase foot traffic, she had instructed the housekeeper to send all the girls out onto the streets to attract customers every day. However, business had only improved by a mere 0.5% compared to before.
This was a far cry from the double or triple that they had bet on.
Meanwhile, the spies she sent to the Drunken Immortal Residence returned with news that the business there had already increased two or three times compared to the past.
Now, the weary Charming Consort Hong Lianhua could only stay cooped up in her Qingfeng Tower, essentially shutting herself in and drowning her sorrows in alcohol.
Thus, when Yan Laoguai arrived at Qingfeng Tower, he found this scene: the Charming Lady was completely drunk and even causing a ruckus in the main courtyard of her own Qingfeng Tower.
Upon seeing Yan Laoguai, Charming Consort Hong Lianhua lunged at him, saying, "Hehe, Senior Brother, are you here to see me make a fool of myself?"
"Junior Sister, I didn't come here to see you make a fool of yourself. I just want to advise you to face reality and quickly apologize to the Sect Leader. Perhaps there is still a chance for things to turn around."
"No! Absolutely not. I would rather die than admit defeat or wrongdoing to that little girl."
"Junior Sister, why must you be this way? If you continue like this, I won't be able to protect you anymore. Just wait to be expelled from Heavenly Pivot Sect. If that happens, can you face our Master's spirit in heaven?"
Yan Laoguai spoke earnestly.
"Senior Brother, even you look down on me now. Hehe, you never thought much of me back then; otherwise, knowing that I only had eyes for you, you wouldn't have married that Renowned Female Doctor."
"Junior Sister, regarding what happened back then, I truly owe you an apology. I sincerely apologize for my past actions. Please forgive me and forget the past; cherish everything you have now."
"What I've done is only because I feel it's unfair for you. After all these years of hard work we've put in together, it all ends up being for that little girl."
Charming Lady was completely at a loss for words.
“She is the Sect Leader, the leader of the Heavenly Pivot Sect.” Yan Laoguai was once again infuriated by the sight of Charming Lady, and he directly grabbed his junior sister and slapped her hard.
“I no longer want to hear you speak ill of the Sect Leader. Her abilities far exceed those of us old folks. From now on, I hope you can behave yourself and accept our current Sect Leader; otherwise, don’t blame me for not considering our bond as fellow disciples.”
After giving his junior sister a final warning, Yan Laoguai angrily waved his sleeve and left.
Left behind was the agitated Hong Lianhua. In her memory, had her senior brother ever been so furious with her?
Even in the past, when she had caused great trouble, her beloved senior brother would support her without complaint and help her through it.
But now? Was she really in the wrong? Should she not have been so willful, and should she not have challenged this young Sect Leader—
A gentle breeze blew by, and Charming Lady, sitting alone in the courtyard, felt the effects of the alcohol gradually fading away.
Her thoughts became increasingly active; her father's insistence, her grandfather's insistence, and even that of many predecessors who had persevered.
Only she had always remembered the ancestral teachings, yet why did she suddenly rebel within herself when faced with the new Sect Leader?
Thus, Charming Lady sat alone in the pavilion of the courtyard, repeatedly questioning herself.
On the road from the capital to Chu County.
Inside an enormous and luxurious merchant caravan.
“Is that Ziyan girl really the leader of the Heavenly Pivot Sect?”
In the Nanchu Kingdom, the highest authority, Ling Zhiyuan, was staring wide-eyed at the imperial spy, Yulang, inquiring about the series of circumstances surrounding the culinary girl, Ziyan.
"Yes, Your Majesty," Yulang replied seriously, nodding while seated to the left of the emperor.
"It seems the legends are true? The Twin Dragon Jade Pendant has resurfaced, and the Leader of the Heavenly Pivot Sect has ascended. Then—" The more Ling Zhiyuan spoke, the more a strange light shone in his eyes.
"Yes, Your Majesty. It appears that those treasures will likely see the light of day again. From now on, we just need to keep a close watch on the Heavenly Pivot Sect and this Ziyan girl to trace the clues," Yulang expressed his thoughts directly.
"Do not act rashly for now. The treasures are not my primary concern. However, you must keep a close eye on her and her Future Husband. I have waited for two years; I cannot miss this opportunity again."
Ling Zhiyuan recalled that he would soon witness the man who had vanished with Ziyan two years ago in the capital, a man strikingly similar to Ling Feng.
Could he truly be his long-lost son, whom he had secretly searched for all these years along with Miao'er?
If he could bring him back, it would alleviate one of his life's regrets; perhaps he could even earn Miao'er's forgiveness in his lifetime.
With this thought, an inexplicable excitement surged within Ling Zhiyuan, causing his entire body to tremble.
Yulang and Chief Steward Pan, who were sitting on either side of the Current Emperor in a carriage, were both startled by this sudden display.
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