Shocking! The entire court was drooling with envy because of me.

The diners queuing outside were even more eager, their hearts filled with anticipation as they heard the shouts and cheers from inside the restaurant.

"New product, it seems there's a new product!"

"I heard it too, it makes my mouth water."

"Oh my god, Madam Shen has released a new product! I'm so excited!"

"..."

The crowd cheered and shouted, their faces flushed and their eyes shining.

The emperor had already arrived by this time. He hadn't slept all night, his mind filled with thoughts of delicious food.

He had planned to arrive right on time, but he couldn't stay at the inn any longer; he was just too hungry.

So they braved the blazing sun and arrived at the restaurant entrance.

"Master, the first fifty people today are all our men, you can eat your fill." Zhao Gou said with a grin.

These fifty people started lining up yesterday afternoon; if you count carefully, they've been lining up here for almost a whole day and night.

The emperor was overjoyed: "Well done!"

Forget about rules; money and power are the only rules.

He can eat to his heart's content today!

He then turned to Gao Quan Hong, who was standing beside him, and asked, "Did you bring the things?"

Gao Quan Hong nodded with a bitter expression, and hugged the thing in his arms even tighter.

This is the imperial seal! Losing it or breaking it is a capital offense.

Soon, the time arrived.

The doors of Zhiwei Restaurant opened.

Shen Qing's voice came out as usual:

"Today we are launching a new product category: pizza. Today we are selling bacon and potato pizza for 500 coins. There are 99 pizzas available, and each person is limited to one pizza."

"The existing product categories and purchase restrictions remain unchanged."

Pizza??

Everyone was stunned when they heard this.

I couldn't understand what it meant at all.

It's like a new word popping into my head; I can't understand it at all.

The emperor had by then rushed to the front, shouting, "What's pizza? What's bacon? What do you mean?"

The exit was full of questions. The emperor, who was used to seeing rare things, was now as ignorant as a country bumpkin.

Shen Qing glanced at it and thought, "Good heavens, it's that tyrannical and incompetent ruler again."

But she still explained to the diners, "It's a baked flatbread with potatoes, cheese, bacon, and other toppings."

"Cheese is something similar to cheese, and bacon is a type of meat product."

"Whether it's delicious or not, everyone will know once they try it."

In modern times, the name pizza is actually a transliteration.

Foods that were introduced from abroad.

It's actually just a type of baked flatbread, only a bit special.

As soon as Shen Qing finished speaking, the emperor shouted, "I want fifty pizzas!"

"I also want fifty skewers of Sichuan-style boiled chicken, fifty grilled sausages, and fifty cups of sparkling drinks!!"

"The fifty people ahead of me in line were all there for me!!"

The emperor's face was somewhat deranged, as if he had gone mad.

Shen Qing: "..."

Fifty pizzas for one person? Wouldn't they be stuffed to death?

Fifty grilled sausages would be too much for one person to eat, wouldn't it?

Fifty cups of sparkling drinks by one person, wouldn't their stomach explode?

Is this emperor planning to die?

"The pizza is very large and filling. One pizza should be enough for you. I suggest you buy it rationally," Shen Qing said.

Is the emperor someone who listens to advice?

Not at all.

Upon hearing this, he raised his chin high and said smugly, "I have plenty of money. You don't need to worry about anything else, just do it for me."

"I haven't broken the rules today. According to the rules, you have to sell to me!"

Gao Quan Hong, standing next to him, couldn't help but puff out his chest, looking like a sycophant.

Only Zhao Gou was standing to the side, constantly winking and making faces at Shen Qing.

Sisters, please don't go against the Emperor anymore.

Fifty servings it is, as long as we make money, and we haven't broken any rules today.

The emperor's words were infuriating, and his arrogant attitude was also unpleasant.

The other diners were somewhat indignant:

"This person is going too far. They found fifty people to line up, but there are only ninety-nine servings in total. They're not giving any chance to the people who come later."

"Yes, there have been times when people have arranged the schedule, but no one would hire fifty people."

"Something's not right. Is this person planning to resell it and make a huge profit?"

"..."

The crowd was noisy and all sorts of opinions were coming out.

For a moment, Shen Qing couldn't help but think about how to implement purchase restrictions to avoid this situation.

This emperor is truly shameless.

Although there were occasional substitutions, these were always done by servants on behalf of their masters.

Moreover, no one mentioned bringing over forty or fifty people to take care of everything.

She didn't even need to guess; if she really sold fifty portions to the emperor, he would only eat two or three at most, and the rest would get cold, hard, and unpalatable, and would definitely be wasted.

Waste is shameful, especially in ancient times when crop yields were low; it was simply a sin.

"The new rule is that multiple people are not allowed to queue on behalf of each other," Shen Qing said after thinking for a while.

"Even though you found fifty people, those fifty people are equivalent to you alone. You only have one seat and can only buy one pizza."

This rule was clearly aimed at the emperor.

The emperor naturally objected: "No, why should I?"

"Because this is my restaurant, and I set the rules," Shen Qing said calmly.

She didn't want the food she had carefully prepared to go to waste.

Moreover, food actually has feelings.

For example, in modern times.

Eating takeout always feels rushed and perfunctory.

The food in the restaurant has a refined yet mechanical feel to it.

Eating home-cooked meals makes you feel safe and comfortable.

As a chef, every dish she makes has a soul; it's all infused with emotion.

She also hopes that every diner will have a happy and enjoyable meal.

Wasting delicious food is equivalent to wasting the feelings and effort she put into it.

The emperor's expression changed instantly, as if he had been slapped in the face out of nowhere.

I felt a tightness in my chest, and it was extremely uncomfortable.

When has he ever been treated like this?

Gao Quan Hong was adept at observing the emperor's expressions, and upon seeing it, he immediately shouted, "How dare you!"

"Do you know who you're talking to?"

Upon hearing this, the emperor seemed to have an idea instantly, "Quick, show it to her!"

"Hurry up, let her see it!"

Gao Quan Hong nodded, then walked up to Shen Qing with a smug look on his face.

He lowered his voice and said, "I know you don't believe in His Majesty's identity, which is why you dare to act so presumptuously."

"Therefore, I have brought something today that can prove His Majesty's identity."

"Look!"

Gao Quan Hong glanced around a few times, then furtively took the thing he was holding and brought it to Shen Qing.

Then he lifted the cloth covering the thing a little bit.

"Did you see it clearly?"

Shen Qing: "I didn't see it clearly."

He was so angry that his nose was flaring, and he beckoned to Zhao Gou: "Come here, block the way, don't let others see."

After saying that, he lifted a large section of the cloth.

"Do you understand now?"