Survival rules for restaurants: cooking and eating melons at the same time

Chapter 303: Drive Out of Kyoto Restaurant

After saying that, he smacked his lips and turned to look at Anle and his group, "You want to forcibly seize a woman in broad daylight? This is something only beasts would do. You guys are beasts too, right?"

Those people only recognized that it was the Dali Temple's robes, and they stopped fighting for a moment, but they still looked at An Qiao indignantly, "How dare you drive us out? Do you know who we belong to?"

Anqiao... I don't care who you are from.

"Kick them out. They are not allowed to enter Kyoto restaurants or any of my stores anymore."

Soon, Dahan, Lidong, Dashu and Xiaoshu all rushed in. Several of them were doing rough labor, not to mention the daily moving of things. Before Dahan was sold, he worked as a handyman in a martial arts hall for a period of time.

So I didn't learn any tricks, but I was still allowed to exercise with them every day.

Even if there are seven or eight people on the opposite side, they are all just scholars.

How can they compare with those who do rough work every day, not to mention, there are many people in this store who have important backgrounds.

Several people came forward and each of them grabbed the two men by the back of their necks, and dragged them out like chickens.

"An Qiao! I will make you regret this. Do you know who you chased away? You treat scholars so badly, I will make sure your restaurant can't continue to operate. My mother asked me to find out about you before I left, and this is how you treat me! Bitch! You little bitch! What my mother said is indeed right."

Anle was shouting at the top of his lungs, mumbling nonsense. Lidong, who was dragging him, did not indulge him and stuffed the rag that had just been used to clean the slop bucket in the kitchen into his mouth.

"Just shut up! Don't even think about coming into our store anymore! Get out of here now!"

There were only a few loud bangs, and several sanctimonious students, still spitting out sweet words from their mouths, were thrown into the alley.

How can people be so stupid?

People passing by kept shaking their heads and said, "How can a scholar speak so foul language?"

It was lunchtime, and many people were coming and going, including many students from other academies.

"Scholars, how can you do this? It's really disgraceful. How can you lie on the street?" Many people expressed their contempt for this, looking at the people who were still rolling on the ground and crying out in pain with disgust.

"Anqiao, just wait, I will become the emperor's disciple soon, and then I will definitely kill you!!!" Anle stared at the door hatefully.

A regular customer passing by couldn't help laughing. He had been annoyed by these guys for a long time. He gloated and said, "Why was this young man thrown out of the Kyoto restaurant? Miss An is very kind and friendly. She was able to kick you out. It seems that you have done a lot of evil. I am really annoyed every day."

As he spoke, he was also mocking. Anle could no longer bear it. His face was pressed to the ground and rubbed. He said angrily, "What's the big deal? My post has been taken by many governments. It won't be long before everyone knows about me. Then I will make this lousy restaurant pay for its loss."

In fact, he had something else to say directly. He saw that the restaurants in Kyoto could make a lot of money in the past few days. When the time comes, he would kill An Qiao, take all these stores away, and let A Niang come to Kyoto Prefecture.

It’s all An Qiao and his biased father’s fault. If it weren’t for these two people, how could A’niang have such a hard life and how could she have done such a thing just to support herself.

If I become a disciple of the emperor, I will definitely bring An Qiao to Kyoto to take over these businesses. After all, An Qiao is my nominal sister, and doing these businesses in Kyoto can be considered my own.

As long as we can ruin An Qiao's reputation and make it impossible for her to stay in Kyoto, these things will be easy.

By then, would you still be afraid that your mother's affairs would be exposed? You can also have a good life experience.

The diner looked at Anle's distorted face and couldn't help but find it funny. What was going on? He was so broken by what he said.

"Oh, don't be anxious. Miss An is now a lady of good character appointed by the emperor. You don't have good intentions from your expression, but I do! Before you do anything, consider whether you are worthy of it. Get out of here, lying at the door of this restaurant. Do you know who the people who come in to eat are? They are not presentable people."

The diner couldn't stand it anymore a few days ago. Several times he had dragged other businessmen in to discuss business. On weekdays, everyone was fine, and even when they sat together, there was no noisy moment.

However, ever since these seemingly abnormal scholars came, they have been extremely arrogant, noisy and noisy every day, and I don’t know how many people they have affected.

After saying this, the diner went into the restaurant without even glancing back.

Anle was confused. What did it mean?

How could An Qiao be the newly-appointed Shan Ruren? Wasn't it said that this young lady, the first to be appointed as Ruren in the common people of the Dayan Dynasty, was extremely intelligent and had a deep understanding of justice?

He also developed a prescription for controlling the plague.

An Qiao? How is that possible?

That bitch, how is it possible!

Anle gritted her teeth and stared at the garden gate, feeling as if the dress in her hands was about to be chewed into pieces.

"Brother An...are you okay?" The student next to him probably felt that it was too embarrassing to lie down, so he struggled to get up and hold An Le.

"It's all my fault. I didn't know my sister hated me so much and it got everyone involved. We'll go to Zuixianlou for another meal later, and I'll take it as an apology to everyone on behalf of my sister."

Anle instantly hid his expression and looked pitiful.

If An Qiao were here, she would probably applaud and say, "Great, little green tea."

Inside a restaurant in Kyoto.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Kyoto restaurants have always had a peaceful and harmonious atmosphere, and no one has ever seen fighting or killing in them.

Even though many foreign merchants came and went, no one thought there was anything wrong.

But ever since this group of people came, the restaurant has become a bit more smoky and dirty. The originally peaceful days have unknowingly turned into a place for bragging.

"Young lady, please finally drive them out. I really can't stand it if they come every day."

"Yes, you did a great job, young lady. If they dare to do anything to you, we will help you."

Even the clerk who was having dinner at the Dali Temple told An Qiao when he was paying the bill, "Young lady, if you have any problems, please send someone to the Dali Temple and tell us. We will all help you!"

An Qiao smiled and nodded, accepting everyone's kindness.

"I'm sorry, everyone. This is my conscienceless half brother. He has been spoiled since he was a child. I thought I could just avoid him, but I didn't expect that he would affect everyone. From today on, I won't let them enter this door again. Everyone, just eat and drink without worry."