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Even though Chi Que can set very low prices, the essence of doing so is to use cost advantages to colonize.

If he wanted, he could easily dump food in the market, thereby crashing the market, causing countless farmers to lose their lives, and then use the money to seize the farmers' land, forcing them all into assembly line factories to work as screwdrivers, and ruthlessly exploiting their remaining profits!

They have to work a full twelve hours a day, and are only provided with two meals and coffee a day, and meat is only served every night.

Half an hour lunch break, no overtime pay, only one day off per week, only one bonus per year, only one month of annual leave, and the worst part is that there is only one salary increase per year!

Haha, you will die from exhaustion!

A dangerous thought arose in Chi Que's mind.

Fortunately, he managed to restrain his desires in the end, and the conditions in the "if" scenario were not met, which is both gratifying and regrettable.

Okay, actually he's just making excuses for himself.

The burly man at the head grinned maliciously, intending to teach this arrogant outsider a lesson.

But just then, hurried footsteps sounded outside the door, and someone shouted, "The guards are here!"

In an instant, the once arrogant crowd became as quiet as quails that had been soaked in water.

Even the burly man, who had been furious, put on a fawning expression and shuffled up to the captain of the guards, smiling obsequiously, "Sir, what brings you here?"

Snapped!

The burly man was slapped across the face by the captain of the guards: "You damned bastard! Don't you know that this restaurant is to entertain distinguished guests from the capital today?!"

Huh? When did this happen? How come I don't know?

Chi Que complained inwardly.

However, he could probably guess that this was also a butterfly effect caused by yesterday's donation of stew.

A noblewoman from the capital... or a princess?

Chi Que was somewhat taken aback. Could it be such a coincidence?

Upon hearing this, the burly man trembled violently, as if he were a leaf: "What? A distinguished guest from the capital?!"

These words immediately caused a huge stir, and voices from the crowd rose up in a completely different tone: "So it's a shop that caters to dignitaries from the capital? That's not surprising, that's not surprising at all."

The public withdrew their previous criticisms.

"Your Excellency." The captain of the guards approached him, deliberately putting on a respectful expression: "Lord Isaac of the capital will be arriving soon. Please serve him with the best of your ability and do not neglect him in the slightest. I will be waiting at the door. Please let me know if you need anything."

Just then, the shop door was pushed open again.

A pair of soldiers filed in and quickly occupied the entrance and the positions against the wall inside the shop, completely isolating the civilians.

Then, Lord Isaac walked in slowly, surrounded by several richly dressed minor nobles with respectful smiles.

Seeing that it was a man who walked in, Chi Que couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but also felt a subtle disappointment.

The church apprentices followed closely behind Isaac, their movements slightly tense, but their eyes were full of confidence as they looked at Chi Que.

Upon seeing Isaac, the captain of the guard's fawning expression was even more pronounced than that of the burly man who had caused the disturbance earlier, and he bowed deeply, saying:

"Lord Isaac! You've arrived! And this is..."

He tried to introduce the pool.

However, Isaac simply waved his hand dismissively, signaling him to step aside.

The nobleman from the capital appeared composed, but his eyes held a hint of scrutiny.

He first glanced around at the simple environment of the store, and finally fixed his gaze on Chi Que.

"Your Excellency," Isaac began, giving the shopkeeper a slight nod. "I enjoyed the Holy Communion you generously donated at the church yesterday, and its flavor was truly impressive. I've come to bother you today."

Chi Que nodded slightly in return: "Welcome. My shop is simple and my hospitality is lacking."

As he spoke, he glanced at the minor nobles who were voluntarily preparing to give the best seats to Isaac and his party, and at the even more silent crowd outside the door.

The group began ordering food.

The other nobles all ordered bread with stew, but Isaac alone chose an omelet, which made Chi Que glance at him again.

Isaac looked at Reed, who was sitting in the corner of the table, and asked, "What would you like to eat?"

The apprentice was taken aback: "Me...can I do it too?"

Isaac nodded slightly: "Of course."

"Then, please give me an omelet too," Reed replied immediately.

"Okay, four stews with bread and two omelets." Chi Que nodded slightly, confirming the group's order.

Soon, the food was served.

"This...this is an omelet?!" Upon seeing what was on the plate, the accompanying nobleman couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

The omelet was completely different from what they had imagined.

The omelet is golden in color, with potatoes evenly distributed throughout, exuding a savory aroma of eggs and potatoes. Although the aroma is not very strong, it firmly captures everyone's sense of smell.

It lay quietly on the plate, so perfect that one almost couldn't bear to use a knife and fork to disturb it.

Isaac's eyes sharpened instantly.

He glanced at his attendant, who immediately understood and respectfully handed him a handkerchief and set out the knife and fork.

He carefully wiped every inch of his palm, not even missing the smallest crack, before cautiously picking up his knife and fork and cutting a small piece from the middle.

He stared at the omelet for a moment, his nostrils twitching slightly, then without hesitation, he put it in his mouth.

The first bite is incredibly crispy; with a gentle bite, the savory flavor explodes in your mouth. The pancake is soft yet chewy, and the shredded potatoes add a crisp texture, balancing out the greasiness.

[You delivered a culinary experience beyond expectations to a diner, earning 1 point of Chef Proficiency.]

Chi Que smiled inwardly. As he expected, the other party devoured the rather large plate of omelets almost immediately, leaving not a single crumb.

"Unbelievably delicious!" Isaac exclaimed sincerely. "You are the best chef I have ever seen."

He nodded to Reid, acknowledging that the latter was right yesterday, while the latter was currently enjoying the delicious omelet.

"You flatter me." Chi Que nodded slightly, not surprised by Isaac's assessment.

Isaac took out a large gold coin engraved with azalea patterns, leaned forward, and handed it to him personally.

The nobles standing nearby couldn't help but gasp. The azalea was the emblem of the royal family of this country.

Chi Que calmly accepted it; it felt heavy in his hand, unlike ordinary coins, and had a substantial weight.

He was about to casually put it away when he suddenly noticed something.

The design on this gold coin was exactly the same as the dragon scale pattern on the black-armored knight he had seen earlier.