Since he became the big boss, Fujiang naturally needs to understand what difficulties the Dragon Palace is facing now.

Longquan also felt relieved and threw the trouble he had been troubled to Fujiang.

Although he could use the money to go back to the countryside to live a wealthy country man, he still couldn't worry about the restaurant he had been worried about for the rest of his life and volunteered to stay and manage it, not to mention that there is still 10% of the shares, right?

Toojiang made him still be the boss on the surface, while he pretended to be a chef who applied for a job and hid behind the scenes.

The biggest problem with the Dragon Palace at present:

1: The group of Sand Ninjas who eat and drink every day are eaten by them every day, and they eat whatever they have. Just like the group of local buns that have never seen the world, they can eat two pounds of kelp. This is the big loss of Dragon Palace.

2: The Ninja Mizuki, who likes to make trouble, looks like he cannibalism, and his attitude is extremely bad. He scares away many waiters and chefs. Now there are not many waiters left in Dragon Palace, and dancers and others are even scared away by the salty pig hands in Sand Village.

3: Yun Yin Ninja, who loves credit, has a lot of appetite and alcohol. Every time he gets drunk, he smashes many tables and chairs. He doesn’t say he’s just on credit. Today, the red-haired girl outside needs two ox legs when she comes up. I’m afraid she’s going to have to pay credit.

4: It’s the matter inside the Dragon Palace. In addition to insufficient manpower, they have no money to purchase high-end ingredients, or the high-end ingredients originally supplied to the capital of the Fire Kingdom were all intercepted by the names of the four major countries.

"Have you ever found Chiyo's mother-in-law or Elder Hai Laozang about that matter?" Toojiang lay half lying on the floor, picking his teeth without any image.

"Look for... I've searched for..." Long Quan nodded.

"What did they say?"

"Is the big boss asking about Chiyo or Hai Laozang?" Longquan didn't understand what this boss meant, it was just asked by Mr. Tori.

"Mother-in-law Chiyo."

"She didn't say anything."

"Where is Hai Laozang?"

"Nothing said."

Fu Jiang looked questioning: "???? Are you playing me the fuck?"

"I didn't mean that, because the hotel really couldn't be opened anymore, so I could only pluck up the courage to find the manager of the Sha Hidden Village, and even explained the last words..."

"Then what?"

"I waited outside the door for three hours, but I didn't dare to speak..." Long Quan lowered his head in shame.

"You're so successful..." Tooe's eyes twitched: "Chyo's mother-in-law and Hai Laozang are not unreasonable people, so they can't beat you to death, right? What are you afraid of?"

"No... When I went there, they were holding a military meeting. Everything they said was killing people. And I always felt that someone was staring at me, like a knife was hanging on my neck. I was really scared..." Long Quan thought about the situation when he went to the Sai Yin station that day, and he was sweating coldly behind his back. Even though he had already believed in death before, he was still scared by the group of Sai Yin Ninjas who killed people without blinking.

"I'm afraid Hai Laozang and the others have known the purpose of your trip for a long time. They deliberately found someone to scare you away, otherwise he could really teach his subordinates a lesson, and not disturb the people?" Fu Jiang seemed to have seen through everything.

Everyone is protecting their own shortcomings, can they really kill their own people for the sake of outsiders?

Sai Yinke has never been a kind man and a trustworthy woman, their kindness is only for their own people.

"Then I... go again?" Long Quan gritted his teeth, feeling that he could not let his new owner look down on him.

"No need, it's useless to go. I'll deal with it. Go and ask me for someone to see if he is in the capital. If he is in the capital, please invite me over tomorrow at dinner time." Fujiang said a name.

"This is simple, do you have any instructions for the boss?" Long Quan nodded.

"And I'll go and invite the resigned chefs back to me! Replace all the signature dishes again!!! I want to eat the original Dragon Palace dishes!!!" Fujiang roared angrily.

"The chef's words... they shouldn't refuse because of my old face, but there are no high-end ingredients... There are no ingredients to make when the recipe is on. Recently, many goods have been cut off. For example, the black truffle ordered by the owner is the best produced in Tiansong County. In the past, they were only available for the market in our capital. Now that area is occupied by the Wind Country and has become a special supply of the Wind Country's Daming..." Longquan complained.

"Okay, OK, these are all small problems. Can you buy them on the market?"

"Well, there are some, but they are very few, and they are very expensive."

"Just have it, leave it to me about the ingredients, you can hire a chef." Fujiang waved his hand.

"Okay... the boss." Long Quan shook his head and left.

When I walked downstairs, I happened to meet the guy Yunyin who was holding a red-haired girl who was eating Haisai and finally asked for credit. He had no choice but to pull out the account book to keep the account.

...

Because Yu Xin had eaten all the ingredients alone during the day, the Dragon Palace had no choice but to close the door, and it was just right to repair it and prepare to reopen.

However, a group of ninjas who were preparing to come for dinner stood at the door and broke open and cursed.

Torii and his group, who had only planned to come to the country to improve their food, found that Torii and the others were lurking here, so they would just stay here.

But he didn't have the intention to be like Itachi and the others. He had arrived in Guodu and found a tattered hut lurking inside, unable to even smell the fresh air.

To stay, you have to choose the most comfortable place.

Fujiang, who was determined to rebuild the Dragon Palace, got up early the next day for the first time and went to the high-end food market.

Although there are many delivery channels and the amount of top-grade ingredients is not large, it is at least complete.

Toe is like a picky chef, or a gangster who is provoking trouble, or an annoying reporter.

He touched and looked at it again and again, and had to touch everything, but bought it but not bought it, which made the dealers roll their eyes. If he hadn't seen his burly appearance, he would have driven people with a stick.

After visiting the food market, I scanned almost everything here and returned to the empty warehouse of Dragon Palace. There was nothing else except rice, flour, grain and oil. However, the huge ice warehouse like an underground cave can still vaguely see how much food should be consumed every day when Dragon Palace was most prosperous.

When he thought that these places belonged to him, Fujiang was like a rich man who made a fortune and couldn't help laughing wildly in his heart.

Kamikaze Wagyu? I can’t help but eat this thing, so I’ll add 10 of them first.

Blue Flag Tuna? If you eat too much, you will have diarrhea. Let’s get 20 pieces first.

Big lobster? I love to eat it, it’s not big, so I’ll give you two tons first.

Sea cucumbers and oysters? I heard that this thing nourishes the kidneys, and it has twenty tons!

Black truffle? What's the delicious taste of these black broken mushrooms? Can they taste as good as the destruction mushrooms? Let's try it out for a half tons.

Shark fin? I heard that an adult shark can pull out four shark fins, so I will save two tons to eat.

What grouper, what squid, and what squid, all come in two tons!

After being busy all morning, the gods who had been unwilling to pay attention to Fujiang all cursed, and their round body was thinner.

While comforting it, Fujiang asked Longquan to call for someone to prepare for opening.

When Longquan brought a guy to the warehouse, he was stunned...

Where did you get so many ingredients?

This adult wagyu with ten muscles... is the best wagyu of the best quality. Each one is worth one million taels. Did he rob the farm?

This... is shark fin? Did he kill all the sharks in the sea?

Fried fish... Longquan said that he had never seen a live Fried fish. Didn’t this thing die shortly after it came out of the water? Usually, it was brought by fishermen after they were caught by them... What is in the fish pond?

The beasts are full, the fish pond is full, and the dry goods are full...

Longquan didn't know if he was dreaming for a moment, even when the Dragon Palace was the most luxurious, there was no such a large lineup, right?

"Look, let me know if there is anything missing. I can get everything as long as it is organic." Fujiang stretched.

"No...nothing is missing...the rest of vegetables are sold in the market..." Longquan replied silly.

"Have the people you asked for inquiries?

"I found out that they are always in Kabukicho. I have invited them to have lunch." Longquan nodded.

"Okay, I'll go and sleep for a while first, and I'll bring me two pots of shark fin sea cucumber noodles later." Fujiang waved his hand.

“Yes, the boss.”

...

At noon, the reopened Dragon Palace was still a noisy mixed with dragons and snakes.

And welcoming a more notorious group of people from Hell's Horn Army, a group of strong men with "Wicked Man" on their faces, led by Sethif's, entered the hall, which made other noisy ninjas restrain their voices for a moment.

I heard that this army just slaughtered a Fuzi Ninja Village just two months ago. It’s really a scum!

Longquan immediately asked someone to come up to greet him, and the great wine from the big jar was brought up. He knew that these rough people never drink tea.

"Tell me... what do you boss ask us to do if you have nothing to do?" Sethif raised his legs onto the table, and the solid wood chair weighing 300 pounds creaked.

He was having fun in Kabukicho yesterday, when suddenly a manager who claimed to be the Dragon Palace Hotel invited him to dinner at this restaurant. It was inexplicable, but for the ten gold coins he handed over, it would be better to come here, anyway, it's just a meal.

"Hehe... uncle, our boss asks you to enter the private room for a lecture." Longquan looked at Sethif's wide physique, nodded and bowed with cold sweat behind his head.

"Private room?" Sethif suddenly realized that he had offended someone and wanted to assassinate him?

"No! If you want your boss to come over and talk about it yourself! If you want the uncle to see him, what kind of bird man?"

"That..." Long Quan seemed to have known that Sethif would say this for a long time, and he carefully leaned over and wanted to whisper.

"What are you doing? You can't just say anything nonsense?" Sethif was extremely alert. He had always cherished his life and did too many bad things. He wanted to go to the brothel and let his subordinates watch the live broadcast.

"Are you sure you want me to say this?" Long Quan lowered his voice.

"I'll let you go if you have a fart!" Sethif slapped the table angrily, and a big handprint was left on the solid wood table.

"That... our boss said we wanted to eat dumplings..." Longquan was covered in cold sweats. He really didn't know what Fujiang left behind this sentence, and he was even more afraid that a slap would hit his head in the next second.

Sethif's soul ceased, and time seemed to return to Fuzi Village that night, fear dominated by the red-haired witch.

He packed dumplings in the kitchen all night!

"Uncle?Uncle?" Long Quan reminded twice.
To be continued...