Transmigration: The Little Chef Calls The Shots

Because one could clearly see the layout of the Drunken Immortal Residence from the Fragrant Full Building, Xia Zheng intended to have Lin Yuan go back to the Fragrant Full Building to investigate further. However, Lin Yuan insisted on stopping next to the Drunken Immortal Residence. With no other options, Xia Zheng had Lin Yi park the carriage at the mouth of a small alley opposite the Drunken Immortal Residence. There was a cloth shop selling silk fabrics there, and Lin Yuan’s carriage, adorned with pink curtains, was inconspicuous stationed there.

Lifting a corner of the carriage curtain, Lin Yuan could see clearly the situation across the street. Just as Shopkeeper Wu had said, the Drunken Immortal Residence had indeed put out a sign for their newest tofu dish at the entrance. Although the name was slightly different, one could guess from the name alone that it was almost identical to the Fragrant Full Building’s dish. Take the stuffed tofu, for instance: at the Fragrant Full Building, it was called "Iron Plate Stuffed Tofu," but at the Drunken Immortal Residence, they changed it to "Assorted Tofu Stuffed." In the end, it was all made following the Fragrant Full Building’s recipe.

What infuriated Lin Yuan even more was that the Drunken Immortal Residence had also displayed the prices of their dishes, and it was obvious they had a thorough understanding of the Fragrant Full Building’s pricing—their prices were a full fifty percent lower. Fifty percent off didn’t stand out for a single dish, but add them up, and it was obvious. The Drunken Immortal Residence was truly flush with cash, intending to use this pricing war strategy to crush the Fragrant Full Building.

Lin Yuan snorted coldly, holding nothing but disdain for such low tactics from the Drunken Immortal Residence.

Xia Zheng also seemed to perceive the trickery involved, and with a corner of his mouth lifted in a sneer, he mocked, "Heh, since when did the Drunken Immortal Residence start using such low-level tactics? Truly unimpressive."

Lin Yuan gave him a sidelong glance, "With such low-level tactics, has Young Master Xia actually thought of a solution?"

Xia Zheng chuckled and was about to press his cheek closer when Xiao Linshuang gave him a stern look, and he backed away. Touching his nose awkwardly, he sheepishly said, "The solution is simple, find the traitor and introduce new dishes."

Lin Yuan pursed her lips, saying nothing, her thoughts aligning with Xia Zheng’s.

As they were talking, they saw two customers leaving the Drunken Immortal Residence. Lin Yuan’s eyes flickered, and she immediately had Lin Yi drive after them. These two were middle-aged men, and because there were quite a few carriages parked in front of the Drunken Immortal Residence, theirs was farther away. But this distance was sufficient for her to eavesdrop on their conversation.