Chapter 1135: The Princess Consort Whose Memories Were Altered (10)

Shangguan Jing waited inside the manor for quite some time. Only after Tang Guo had left did he bring his people and follow her from a distance.

Host, Shangguan Jing is following us.

“If he wants to follow, then let him. He's finally curious.”

The system sighed inwardly.

Yes, finally curious.

All the way, Shangguan Jing trailed behind her, watching as Tang Guo entered shop after shop to inspect the accounts and inventory.

He quickly realized that the businesses had indeed changed.

Take the fabric store, for example. It no longer sold only cloth. Exquisite finished garments were displayed prominently beside the fabrics, hung in the most eye-catching positions.

Any woman who loved beauty would find it impossible to walk past without stopping.

Outside, signs advertised that anyone who purchased fabric and had clothes custom-made would receive complimentary cosmetics and small accessories.

Previously, business had been decent, but it couldn't compare to the endless stream of customers now flooding the store.

He couldn't even squeeze inside and could only stand outside watching.

“She's put some thought into it,” Shangguan Jing remarked casually.

Yet as he watched more and more people arrive, even noble ladies coming in sedan chairs, his expression changed.

Not long after, the shop attendants actually carried chairs and tea outside.

The women waiting in line sat down leisurely, drinking tea as they waited. Those who had been growing impatient suddenly smiled, perfectly willing to spend more time waiting.

Shangguan Jing fell silent.

At this rate, tripling profits was effortless.

Given enough time—or if the store expanded further—profits would probably soar even higher.

Watching the endless customers, he was already considering buying out the neighboring shops to enlarge the business.

After all, who disliked gold and silver?

Even a prince of the realm was no exception.

“Your Highness, the Princess Consort has left.”

There was a small rear entrance behind the shop. Tang Guo always entered and exited through there.

“Follow her. Where is she headed?”

“The restaurant.”

Shangguan Jing narrowed his eyes.

The fabric and clothing business catered to women.

But restaurants were crowded and complicated.

He refused to believe that this little woman could excel at everything.

Arriving outside the restaurant, Shangguan Jing was utterly stunned by the bustling scene before him.

Not only was every seat inside occupied, but there were even customers outside waiting in line.

“Since when has this prince's restaurant had so many patrons?”

“Your Highness, this has been the case for several months already.”

Shangguan Jing usually delegated these trivial matters to capable subordinates. He only inspected things once every six months or a year. As long as there were no major problems, he rarely intervened.

In fact, most people didn't even know these shops and restaurants belonged to him.

“How did this happen?”

“It was the Princess Consort. One day, she noticed that the restaurant's annual profits were too low despite its prime location, so she personally came to investigate.”

“And what happened then?” Shangguan Jing asked.

“After looking around, the Princess Consort said that although the dishes were beautifully prepared and the ingredients were top quality, ordinary people couldn't afford them.”

“She suggested creating more distinctive dishes using common ingredients, while reserving the finest ingredients for signature dishes and premium menus.”

“In that way, common people could also enjoy the restaurant's food. Spending only enough for one or two dishes would allow them to have a meal. It may seem cheap, but with enough diners in the main hall, the profits would naturally increase.”

“As for the wealthy nobles seeking luxury, they would naturally choose private rooms and enjoy delicacies prepared from the finest ingredients.”

As the steward explained, Shangguan Jing stared at the packed restaurant and fell silent.

The woman he had once dismissed as rigid and boring—

Just how many surprises was she still hiding?