The peasant girl has a private space, and her husband is handsome.

Murong Fu cherished the Murong family's centuries-old brand name, Zhaixinglou.

For hundreds of years, Zhaixinglou has been a place that other restaurants could only dream of.

Unexpectedly, the status of Zhaixinglou is now threatened by a little girl who grew up in a remote rural area.

Murong Fu originally planned to go to the Southern Yue Kingdom to handle business matters, but now that something happened at Zhaixing Tower, he decided not to go and sent someone else instead.

The Star-Picking Tower is the face of the Murong family, and in Murong Fu's eyes, it is more important than any business.

If the Star-Picking Tower collapses, everyone will probably think that the Murong family has also collapsed.

He urged the chefs at Zhaixinglou to improve the dishes as soon as possible, and also urged Murong Yan to hurry up and make the kind of ice cream sold at Guji Restaurant.

Making ice cream doesn't require much skill, and Murong Yan quickly made it.

"Father, please try some."

Murong Fu tasted the ice cream made by Murong Yan and felt that it was far inferior to the ice cream sold at Gu's Restaurant.

"Yan'er, can this ice cream be improved further?"

Murong Yan was very disappointed that she did not receive the praise she expected.

"Improved?" It means that her ice cream is not good, not as good as Su Qianqian's.

This is not her fault, nor is it because she is less skilled than others.

"Father, it's mainly because we didn't add milk. Without milk, the ice cream has no soul."

Upon hearing this, Murong Fu's brows furrowed deeply.

Milk is a tricky issue.

The Murong family did not have any dairy cows.

Few people in the capital city drink milk, so there are virtually no dairy cows to be found near the capital.

If milk is transported from the grasslands in the summer, it will spoil on the way and there is no way to get it to the capital.

Unless you use a lot of ice along the way, but that would be too costly and not worthwhile.

Only the estate on the outskirts of the palace has a large number of dairy cows.

Prince Gong only had eyes for that uncouth peasant girl who grew up in the countryside; he would never sell the milk to anyone else.

Having no other option, Murong Fu could only suggest, "Let's give away these ice creams for free at Zhaixing Tower, and also offer a 50% discount on all the dishes there, in order to attract customers."

The dishes are very profitable, so even with a 50% discount, we won't lose money. What Murong Fu wants to do most right now is to win back his popularity.

The news that Zhaixinglou was offering a 50% discount spread like wildfire.

The Star-Picking Pavilion has never offered discounts in hundreds of years, so the sudden 50% discount did attract some customers.

After all, there are many ice blocks in the lobby of the Star-Picking Tower every day, which makes it very cool in the hot summer.

But within a few days, the Star-Picking Tower became deserted again.

When Manager Sun of Zhaixinglou saw the head of the family come in person, he was extremely nervous.

He was afraid that the head of the family would find him useless.

The patriarch has been coming here very frequently lately. He used to never go to the Star-Picking Tower so often.

It's all because that Miss Su from the Gu family is too amazing; she actually drew the attention of the family head.

Manager Sun felt particularly unlucky. For hundreds of years, all the managers of Zhaixing Tower had been safe and sound, but when it was his turn to be the manager, someone like Miss Su happened to appear. He was really unlucky.

This is the Great Qi Dynasty, where men are superior to women. Why did God give birth to such a capable girl?

Murong Fu sat in the main hall of the Star-Picking Tower and found that there was not a single guest in the entire hall, which gave him a huge headache.

"Manager Sun, what's going on? Why are there no customers again?"

Manager Sun didn't dare look Murong Fu in the eye, and replied with his head down, "Master, Gu's Restaurant has launched a new red bean double-skin milk pudding. People are naturally curious, and since they heard that Gu's double-skin milk pudding is especially delicious, everyone is going to eat at Gu's."

When Murong Fu heard the name, he found it very novel, as it was a dish name he had never heard of before.

It has to be admitted that Gu Ji is really amazing; he has managed to come up with so many novel gadgets in such a short time.

Murong Fu instructed the attendant standing on his left, "Go and buy ten servings of red bean double-skin milk."

After his entourage left, Murong Fu sat in the main hall of the Star-Picking Tower, waiting from noon until dark.

We waited and waited until the flowers withered before finally getting our red bean double-skin milk.

This attendant used to be very efficient, but I never expected him to be so slow today.

"What happened? Why are you back so late?"

"My lord, Gu's Restaurant is incredibly popular. I queued for an entire afternoon just to get my hands on some red bean double-skin milk. While I was queuing, I even saw the Empress of Western Xia, and that Western Xia's national advisor who was as thin as a paper doll."

Murong Fu's expression grew even uglier. While Gu's Restaurant was packed with customers, Zhaixing Tower was practically deserted.

The difference is too big.

Murong Yan came to Zhaixing Tower with Murong Fu. After tasting the double-skin milk, she became even more certain that there must be a time traveler in Gu's Restaurant.

That time traveler was more knowledgeable than her. She only knew that double-skin milk pudding was made with eggs and milk, but she didn't know how it was made.

But the other party was able to make such a perfect double-skin milk pudding.

However, she did not intend to tell the family head Murong Fu what she knew about double-skin milk, because she had made mung bean ice cream last time, but did not receive praise from the family head. On the contrary, she was disliked because her ice cream was worse than that of Gu's Restaurant.

Murong Yan asked the waiter, "Have you found out which chef at Gu's restaurant invented the double-skin legs?"

"Reporting to Sixth Miss, I heard that this double-skin milk pudding was invented by Miss Su."

Murong Yan directly suggested, "Father, since Miss Su invented the red bean double-skin milk pudding, Miss Su may also be an alien. Why not find someone to get rid of Miss Su to prevent future troubles?"

Murong Fu looked at the double-skin milk in front of him. It was white as jade, with a crystal clear and moist milky texture, and sprinkled with some honey-glazed red beans.

The plump, bright red beans, nestled on the jade-like milk jelly, complement each other perfectly, making it incredibly appetizing at first glance.

He scooped up a spoonful with a white porcelain spoon; the paste trembled slightly, delicate and smooth.

It has a smooth and creamy texture, sweet but not cloying, and is truly delicious. The honey-glazed red beans add a layer of flavor.

No wonder they stole all the business from Zhaixinglou; their red bean double-skin milk pudding is absolutely amazing.

That little girl was from another world, just like his Yan'er. Why was that little girl so powerful, while his Yan'er could only look up to her?

"Father, as long as Miss Su dies, the Star-Picking Tower can be saved."

Murong Fu, however, rejected the idea, saying, "This is not feasible; the time is not right."

If it were an ordinary person who interfered with the Murong family's business, Murong Fu would naturally want to get rid of them.

But Miss Su is different; her status is no less than that of the five great families.

I heard that half of the officials in the court support her, and even the Empress of Western Xia has a very good relationship with Miss Su.

According to reliable sources, the Western Xia Empress frequently sent gifts to Miss Su.

Moreover, the Western Xia Empress still needs Miss Su to heal her face. If Miss Su is killed now, the Western Xia Empress may not let the Murong family off the hook.

We can only get rid of that Miss Su after the Western Xia Empress's face is healed.