In the Ming Dynasty 1498, my restaurant connects two worlds.

After finishing their conversation, it was time for the afternoon business hours, so Mu Bin declined Song Xiaoyi's invitation and hurriedly left.

This is such a great thing, we must report it to the centurion, those poor families are saved!

Song Xiaoyi returned to the restaurant, rushed back to the second floor, took out his phone and searched for "the resume of Mu Bin, the commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard during the Hongzhi period of the Ming Dynasty". After reading all the relevant information, he had a clear understanding of the situation.

At this time, Mu Bin should indeed have had a dual identity in Yingtian Prefecture. On the surface, he was the Deputy Commissioner of the Tax Bureau, but in reality, he was a small flag officer in the Southern Zhili branch of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, equivalent to a group leader, not even a centurion of the Embroidered Uniform Guard.

We met when we were both struggling, and Mu Bin is one of the few upright people in the Ming Dynasty's Embroidered Uniform Guard system. As long as I, Song Xiaoyi, don't do anything reckless, my future will be bright.

Opening a factory requires money, but Song Xiaoyi is not afraid of spending money at all now, and he is even less likely to make money from these two factories. The factories are just a means, a cover.

With the backing of the Four Great Talents and Qiu Ying as his nephew, how could he be afraid of not having money?

What is Song Xiaoyi's goal?

Become the culinary master of the Ming Dynasty?

That's just the goal given by the system.

Song Xiaoyi is destined to be the man behind the Four Great Talents! He will conquer the Ming Dynasty!

Song Xiaoyi first called the bank to reschedule for 10 million yuan in cash, to be picked up in the afternoon.

Lock the door and go out. Call Uncle Cao and Fatty Cao. Fatty is on his way to Guizhou, and Uncle Cao is at the factory. I'll drive over to Uncle Cao first.

With Song Yunqiu's addition, the restaurant can now operate stably. The three of them have their own tasks and are able to handle the customers from the Ming Dynasty with ease. The variety of breakfast items can be increased.

After finding Uncle Cao, Song Xiaoyi arranged for a truckload of goods to be loaded into the finished product area according to the specified ratio. He said he would personally deliver the goods to Anhui Province after loading.

While the goods were being loaded, Song Xiaoyi pulled Uncle Cao aside and told him his idea, "I need fast food containers made of wood or bamboo, that can hold two meat dishes, one vegetable dish, and about two ounces of rice. Help me find out where they can be made. We can order them by order and ship them out in batches."

"Xiao Yi, this might be a bit too expensive. The He family used to sell fast food, so they should be familiar with this."

"Uncle Cao, you mean He Dayu's family? Oh right, I didn't remember!"

"I heard that Da Yu is developing his business in Yuhang. Old He's restaurant is going out of business, so he's planning to move to his son's place."

"Then could you also get Dayu's phone number for me? I want to have a chat with Dayu."

My childhood friend He Dayu, we've lost touch since he went to university. Even when I go home occasionally, we don't always run into each other. I wonder how that guy is doing.

Song Xiaoyi drove the refrigerated truck out of the city, heading towards Anhui Province. He parked in a small village where no one would notice him and stored the goods in the truck into his system space.

Nothing is easy. Putting aside the transportation of goods, although there seems to be a route out of the city, there are no unloading records or buyer information. The factory only has expenses and no income, so there are still loopholes when it is investigated. Therefore, this method can only be used occasionally.

The cost of lunchboxes is also a problem.

Plastic lunchboxes, though practical and cheap, were impractical in the Ming Dynasty. The fast-food production lines of the Ming Dynasty wouldn't simply send lunchboxes out of the kitchen for repackaging at home; that was too unrealistic. Wooden or bamboo lunchboxes were the only option, even if they were more expensive.

This can be considered as ushering in the fast food era of the Ming Dynasty.

Song Xiaoyi was squatting on the riverbank, pondering the rationale and how to reduce loopholes, when his phone rang. The bank cash was ready and asked when it would arrive. He drove back to the factory, changed cars, went to the bank to withdraw the money, stored it in the system space, and converted it into 40 silver coins.

Song Xiaoyi returned to the first floor of the small restaurant in Taoye Ferry during the Ming Dynasty. The cautious Song Yunqiu, based on her intuition, judged that these two people were not simple, so she did not dare to offend them. She simply told them that Xiaoyi had gone outside the city and invited them to her home that evening for a detailed discussion.

It seems the Embroidered Uniform Guard is impatient; the bait they threw is too tempting! Song Xiaoyi checked the time. There was plenty of time to return to the Song Mansion of the Ming Dynasty before dark. He said to Song Yunqiu, "Sister, go out and find a laborer to help carry this steamer home. You go back first, and get the kitchen ready as soon as possible."

"You don't need to worry about such a small thing, Brother Yi. We've already taken care of it. We have a steamer and a wok at home, and the large stove works too."

This is truly a case of picking up one treasure and getting another, even more useful treasure in return.

Song Xiaoyi returned to the second floor and put the three bottles of Brave the World wine, one bottle of osmanthus wine, and one bottle of plum wine that he needed for the night into his space.

Tonight I'm going to have a good time drinking with the Imperial Guards.

Song Xiaoyi hadn't expected that the Embroidered Uniform Guard of the Hongzhi era would have such a good reputation in historical records. This was thanks to the current Hongzhi Emperor, Zhu Youcheng, who came from a poor background and strictly managed the Embroidered Uniform Guard, managing to straighten out their bad habits.

Song Xiaoyi genuinely wanted to help these Imperial Guards and make a good connection with them.

At three quarters past 5 PM, a knock sounded at the door. Song Xiaoyi opened it himself, and sure enough, Mu Bin was in front, followed by a middle-aged man with an air of official authority.

Song Xiaoyi warmly led the two in, and they sat down as host and guest.

"Brother Xiao Yi, this one..."

"Brother Mou, please wait a moment," Song Xiaoyi interrupted Mou Bin's introduction. "Now that we've entered the inner room, Brother Mou naturally knows exactly how many people are in my household. However, I still don't know Brother Mou's true identity."

Song Xiaoyi decided to lay her cards on the table and stop acting with you, so as to avoid being too tired from acting in the future.

Song Xiaoyi's words had a hidden meaning, which Mu Bin and Liu Kexi, the commander standing next to him, naturally understood.

"It seems this brother is no ordinary person," Liu Kexi said.

"My lord, to be honest, I was unaware that Brother Mou had any other identity. However, I do know that Brother Mou is the Deputy Commissioner of the Tax Bureau, and coincidentally, I have met several of the officials in charge of the Tax Bureau at Jubao Gate in Yingtian Prefecture."

"This esteemed person is imposing, with sharp eyes and an aura of righteousness; he is clearly no ordinary person. It seems there is only one place worthy of his status."

After Song Xiaoyi finished speaking, he looked at the two people opposite him with a smile.

"Haha~, Brother Xiao Yi is indeed a wonderful person, just as Mu Xiaoqi said!"

It really is a small flag.

"Alright, let me introduce myself. I am Liu Kexi, Commander of the Southern Garrison of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, Yingtian Prefecture."

A commander of a thousand households! That's practically the highest-ranking officer in the Imperial Guards of Yingtian Prefecture.

Song Xiaoyi stood up respectfully, cupped his hands in greeting, and said, "Lord Liu, Lord Mou."

After saying that, he poured some wine. "Lord Liu, this is my shop's private brew, 'Brave the World.' I suppose Lord Mu has already reported it to you."

"Brother Xiao Yi, calling me 'sir' is too formal," Mu Bin added.

"Alright, then Xiao Yi will call him Brother Mou. Both of you, please."

"Please~"

"Brave the World, truly living up to its name! A pure white glass perfectly complements the clear water of Brave the World. Brother Xiao Yi, shouldn't you reintroduce yourself?"