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

"Just think of it as the Immortal Realm? Do you think I'm stupid?" Song Yunqiu thought to herself, isn't this the Immortal Realm? I can already see the Heavenly Ladder outside, and there are even giant celestial birds flying in the sky.

But after a moment's thought, the words of doubt that had been on her lips turned into a soft sigh. "Brother Yi, I understand. You must have put in a lot of effort to get me and Lan'er to come to this Immortal Realm."

"..." Okay, you can fill in the blanks however you want. Song Xiaoyi opened her mouth as if to say something but then stopped, and finally just gently pushed the drink toward Song Yunqiu.

After Song Yunqiu and Miaolan finished familiarizing themselves with the appliances, the two sat in the second-floor hall, looking out at the celestial realm and exchanging their thoughts.

During the conversation, the two nodded from time to time, agreeing with each other's points, before continuing to fill in the blanks in their own minds...

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At Taoye Ferry in the Ming Dynasty, Song Xiaoyi decided to act swiftly and decisively. He summoned the officials from the Tax Bureau and the Urban Management Bureau, and also called the landlord of the place. He bought the shop next door for one hundred taels of silver in one go.

The five family members of the Imperial Guards arranged by Mu Bin arrived quickly and moved all the goods from the shop next door to the Song residence across the river. The shop then began renovations according to Song Xiaoyi's design requirements.

After helping Song Xiaoyi settle things at the shop, Mu Bin pulled Song Xiaoyi aside, and the two squatted by the river to chat. "Brother Xiaoyi, are there any changes to tomorrow's fast food menu?"

"I will teach the chef three new dishes tomorrow. I don't plan to add any more dishes before autumn, as ingredients around Yingtian Prefecture are limited. For the next period of time, I will let the purchasing staff vary the combinations."

"However, in terms of management, Brother Mou should still select suitable brothers or family members to avoid any mishaps along the way. In this hot weather, hygiene is of paramount importance."

"This is what I understand, so I've adopted your management methods everywhere, with different levels and divisions, and whoever makes a mistake takes responsibility."

Hygiene management, anti-corruption management, and so on, are actually just initial attempts on this fast-food assembly line in the Ming Dynasty, but Song Xiaoyi doesn't want to spend too much energy on them, and he doesn't expect to make money from them anyway.

It's good if you can hold on for as long as possible, but if you really can't hold on, just switch to another industry after going bankrupt.

"Brother Mou, has the household registration matter we discussed last time been resolved?"

"Don't worry, my dear brother, the household registration has been arranged. We've already sent our own brothers to prepare. He'll be registered in Moling Village, as a member of the Song family of Moling Village, a branch of the Huating Song family, and included in the family genealogy."

"So meticulous!"

Then it suddenly occurred to me, could it be such a coincidence? It seems that Grandpa once said that although the Song family's ancestral home was the Song family of Huating, they always went to the Song family ancestral hall in Moling Street, Jiangning District, Nanjing City to worship their ancestors! But I was educated in socialism and didn't believe in these things, so I never went with Grandpa.

The things surrounding me are becoming more and more interesting.

As Song Xiaoyi chatted with Mu Bin by the river until it was almost dark, Miao Lan came running over, lifting the hem of her skirt. "Someone is looking for you at the shop," was the secret code agreed upon between Song Xiaoyi and Miao Lan. She was asked to keep an eye on the "celestial communicator," and if it rang, it meant that an important deity from the celestial realm wanted to see her.

After parting ways with Mu Bin, I quickly returned to the second floor. It turned out that Wu Huai had gone to Jinling.

"Where are you now? At the airport? Then take a taxi here. I'll give you the location. Call me when you get here, and I'll prepare a few dishes. We can chat and drink together tonight."

Song Xiaoyi didn't expect this guy to arrive so quickly. Da Yu'er's car had only been gone for two days and hadn't even arrived there yet.

There's actually no need to prepare any vegetables. The vegetables prepared last night are still stored in the space, and the new vegetables prepared for sale in Da Ming today haven't all been sold out.

What we need to consider now is a comprehensive industrial plan for the "production, transportation and sales" of fresh vegetables, and it is a plan for two eras.

My little kitchen at Peach Leaf Ferry is ultimately too small. It's impossible for all the two-way communication between the East and the West to be completed through Peach Leaf Ferry; that would be too illogical.

While waiting for them, Xiao Yi led Song Yunqiu and Miaolan out of the second-floor door and into the immortal world in their minds.

Today was not a holiday, and it was a very hot day, so there were very few people at Taoye Ferry. The three of them took a short stroll around Taoye Ferry and crossed the arched bridge across the Qinhuai River to reach the modern Song Mansion.

"Brother Yi, the terrain of Peach Leaf Ferry in the Immortal Realm seems to be the same as that of Peach Leaf Ferry in our world. Look at the Song Mansion in the Immortal Realm, it is exactly the same as our Song Mansion, only the road in front of the gate and the bridge across the river are different from those in our world."

"Sister Qiu is intelligent and observant. This is the Song Mansion in the Immortal Realm," Song Xiaoyi said as he opened the door. "The layout of the house is basically the same, without any changes. Sister Qiu, your room is still in the same place. You can come back here to sleep in the Immortal Realm from now on."

"Brother Yi, may I bring my father up for a look?"

"It will take some time. Our restaurant is not high enough. Right now, I can only send you and Miaolan into the Immortal Realm."

"The restaurant's rating?"

"Yes, the food we sell every day accumulates merit to upgrade our level. Last time, because we had enough merit to upgrade our restaurant, the Immortal Realm allowed us to open two more slots."

Wow, Brother Yi is so good to me! He gave me such a precious spot to enter the Immortal Realm!

Wow, Brother Xiao Yi is so good to me! He gave me such a precious spot to enter the Immortal Realm!

"I will definitely work harder when I get back to upgrade the restaurant again."

"Upgrading the restaurant isn't difficult, but we can't do it all at once. It's unreasonable to upgrade it after only a few days of renovation. Anyway, Shifu is still young, so there's no rush."

The modern Song Mansion is basically the same as the Song Mansion of the Ming Dynasty. There's not much to see; we just taught the two of them how to use electrical appliances.

Then, we went out for a stroll and walked around the Confucius Temple archway. I taught the two how to use RMB: "One yuan in the celestial realm is equivalent to one wen in our Ming Dynasty. So, one hundred yuan is equivalent to one hundred wen. The celestial realm doesn't use silver or copper coins, so please don't take them out. When you need to buy things in the celestial realm, take the money from the money box in the Song Mansion there."

Judging by the time, Wu Huai and the others should be arriving soon. Song Xiaoyi took Song Yunqiu and Miaolan back to the small restaurant and told the two to return to the Song Mansion in Daming on their own. Miaolan had already informed her aunt who was using her services that she would be staying at the innkeeper's house from now on. Although it was not very appropriate, her aunt was too busy complaining about her to even agree.

During the evening rush hour, the road from Jinling Airport to the south of the city is always so congested it makes you question your existence. This day happened to be Sunday, and the first wave of tourists were returning home. Wu Huai and his department head took a taxi, which took two hours to reach Taoye Ferry. Song Xiaoyi had already finished writing his preliminary plans.

The three chatted and drank at a small restaurant. Song Xiaoyi shared his plans for the modern world, which he discussed with the two people from the Western Corps.

"My initial plan is to establish a large distribution center here, in the middle of several production and construction corps, to collect the surplus production capacity of the surrounding production and construction corps every day. This includes not only vegetables, but also chicken, duck, goose, pork, mutton, and beef. After that, we will sort the surplus and transport it by cold chain. The surplus that can be transported by cold chain will be transported out by cold chain trucks every day. The surplus will be directly transferred to the prefabrication plant to make pre-cooked dishes and then transported out."