Compared with the same dishes at other restaurants in Mingzhou City, Tang Yuanlou's prices were at least forty percent cheaper.
But that did not mean the restaurant's business would improve.
Business was not done that way.
The Welcoming Guest Inn stood near the canal docks, right beside the canal.
There was indeed plenty of foot traffic here, but most of it consisted of ordinary folk. Most were even laborers carrying loads.
These laborers earned hard-earned money every day. They would never be willing to spend it eating at a restaurant.
As for the high-spending customers who came and went with the merchant ships at the docks—
Most of them came from prominent and wealthy families. What they ate was not food, but atmosphere and surroundings.
The name Welcoming Guest Inn was not particularly elegant, and it was located near the docks, with the smell of fish permeating the air. There were no singers performing in the restaurant, either.
The wealthy would never come.
That way, Tang Yuanlou could not earn the wealthy people's money, nor could he earn the poor people's money. If he did not go bankrupt, who would?
"Young Brother Wen, have you spotted the problem?"
"Is there any way to solve it?"
Tang Yuanlou looked anxiously at Wen Qingkong, yet he did not dare urge him too much. This restaurant was his last hope.
If this business failed, Tang Yuanlou would truly have no choice but to follow Wen Qingkong around for a living.
In the White Lotus Sect's eyes, his value would then only lie in passing information to Wen Qingkong and cooperating with him.
Tang Yuanlou naturally did not want that.
Wen Qingkong tapped the tabletop with his fingers.
Between the wealthy and the poor, they had to earn money from one side.
With Tang