The Strongest Businessman

After experiencing the entire lifetime of Cosmic God, Dylan became more motivated to strengthen his cultivation more. His horizon was broadened thanks to that experience. Although it was now somewhat vague, he still remembered the important parts.

He was also shocked that the cultivation technique book of Cosmic God's Business of Galaxies was gone but when he scanned his mind, a page will appear. It was the first verse of the Cosmic God's Business of Galaxies.

Dylan scanned his body and he was shocked to see that his Spirit Core was twice as bigger as before and his energy was purified two folds and was now comparable ta a peak Middle Spirit Cultivation technique energy.

This strange occurrence mystified him thhat just a single page of Cosmic God's Business of Galaxies was already comparable to a peak Middle Spirit Cultivation technique or maybe even a High Spirit Cultivation technique.

What more if he were to acquire the entire book itself? As expected of a cultivation technique made by a true peerless expert, it was still so formidable with just one page of the entire technique. What's more surprising is that an incomplete cultivation technique would cause a person to get cultivation deviation but this incomplete technique did not.

Dylan could only deduce that every single segment of this cultivation was perfect. Because only a true perfect cultivation technique was able to do so such a thing. It was so perfect that it could be used separately but if combined the cultivation technique would be more perfect and exquisite.

"Wow, my spirit core and energy has improved so much with just one reading! I wonder what the effect would be if I kept on cultivating diligently everyday?" Dylan thought excitingly.

Dylan noticed that the energy flow in his Gardenford Restaurant was calm which gave off a warm effect to the overall atmosphere of the setting of the restaurant. Dylan did not notice it but his ability to sense energy had been greatly heightened due to his cultivation of a high grade technique.

"Ahh, right. I need to wake Scarlet and let her eat breakfast." Dylan was struck with a thought.

He entered the store and into Scarlet's bedroom door. He knocked a few times before the little girl woke up. When Scarlet opened the door, her hair was messy, her nose was runny, her eyes were still half opened, and her mouth still had drool on it. She wore cute little pajamas that was a little big on her but it made her look cuter in contrast.

Sighing, Dylan told her that they would eat outside so she needed to at least fix herself out.

"We are going to eat outside so fix yourself. Wash your face, comb your hair and brush your teeth." Dylan said.

"Okay. Wait a sec- Did big bro just said that we were going to eat outside? Where?!" The sleepy eyes of Scarlet abruptly livened as soon as she heard those words. They usually don't eat outside because it was expensive.

"Err, Is it really okay?" Scarlet realized that her brother must have wanted to go outside because he felt bad that she did not ate supper yesterday.

"Of course. Now go and get change." Realizing Scarlet's thoughts, he pushed her back to her room.

"But-" Scarlet tried to say something.

"Butts are for pooping. Now dress up." Dylan insisted and closed the door from the outside.

After several moments, Scarlet went out of her room with a clean white dress with her hair tied on a ponytail. Seeing that Scarlet was done, Dylan took her by the hand and lead her to the outside of the store.

"Big bro, where are we going?" Scarlet curiously asked. She wondered what type of restaurant they were going to. Maybe it was not an overly lustrous restaurant but she was still happy that her big brother would bring her outside to eat.

'I should order a lot of food since big bro is the one paying kekeke." Her mischievousness took over with a subconscious grin on her sweet petite face.

"No!" Scarlet suddenly said. She was red-faced when she realized what just happened.

"It's okay. Don't worry." Dylan warmly smiled to her embarrassed little sister and patted her head. Dylan was shocked that this girl would suddenly would say no and that warmed his heart because despite her troublesome nature, she is still her loving and caring little sister.

'When we reach, the restaurant I should order less to not burden big bro too much.' she kindly thought.

"We're here." Dylan stopped and announced.

"Whaaat???" Scarlet was puzzled. They only took a few steps outside of the house and suddenly they were in a restaurant? How ludicrous would that be?

'Big bro, you must be kidding me, right? There's no way a restaurant would suddenly appear out of nowhere. You must be trying to get back at me from farting on your face the other day. I already said I'm sorry okay?" Scarlet was in the verge of crying. She felt that his brother was playing a joke on him because of her prank yesterday.

"Big bro, you don't have to tease me like this. I have just been here yesterday. How could a restaurant appear here overnight?" Scarlet was already teary when she said that.

"Oh right. You still don't know yet. Here's our new restaurant, Gardenford Restaurant!" Dylan presented the beautiful garden-like restaurant.

"I'm sorry, big bro... What? Whe-where did this came from?!" Scarlet was in total daze. How could such a beautiful store appear in their front yard?

"Wait, big bro did you just say that that... Err, I mean this, this is ours?" Scarlet was even more dumbfounded when she realized the magnitude of Dylan's words.

"Yup, I built it overnight. Don't worry. Although I did not sleep, I'm not sleepy not tired at all." Dylan confirmed and informed her sister of her condition so she wouldn't worry too much.

"Really?" Scarlet found it unbelievable but when she meticulously examined her brother she saw her brother's eye bags have deepened although very faint and her hands was covered with scratches and scars all over his hands. Only then, did she believe her elder brothers claim.

She was still dumbfounded how her big brother must have gone through to construct such a beautiful restaurant. She felt extremely bad that she did not help with the construction of this store but she knew that she would not be able to offer much help too. She felt helpless and cursed herself for her uselessness.

'I'm so useless. I could not help big bro at all.' She felt depressed thinking about this matter. She had the urge to cry.

"I made this so that we wouldn't suffer anymore. From now on, I promise you a great life little sis." Dylan warmly replied.

This made Scarlet frown even more and tears slowly crept through her cheeks. She felt extremely touched and at the same time felt extremely useless. Seeing this, Dylan understood and crouched to level his face with Scarlet's beautiful petite face.

"You don't have to feel that way. Why don't you help me in preparing the tables? I would hire you as a waitress but you're still too small. So if you want to help, why don't you be a dishwasher instead? When you grow up about 14 or 16, I'll let you be the waitress then. Would that be okay?" Dylan knew what she was feeling. Taking care of her by his own all these years, made him understand Scarlet like the back of his hand.

"Okay." Scarlet's face brightened as she heard this and smiled beautifully. Although she did not like doing the dishes, but that was the least thing she could do right now with her age.

"So eat up. So you could have the energy to do the dishes all day." Dylan said.

"Right!" Scarlet nodded.

They entered the Gardenford Restaurant and Dylan cooked a meal for Scarlet. Scarlet waited for a bit before she was served a sumptuous buffet breakfast. They sat on a table set near the cooking platform.

"Yummy! I'm sure big brother Dylan's food will be liked by a lot of people." Scarlet happily assessed Dylan's cooking while she gobbled the entire meal prepared for her by Dylan. Dylan sat across her and smiled while he finished his meal.

After eating breakfast, Scarlet cleaned the table and washed the dishes while Dylan set up the cooking equipment's he need on the cooking platform. It was around 8 in the morning the time where people would it breakfast at and thus was also when Dylan commenced his cooking and officially opened the Gardenford Restaurant.

"Let the games begin." Dylan smirked as he proceeded to cooking his warm-up dishes.

"If my conjecture is correct, the promised time of the old lady would be.... NOW!" Several moments later, a group of 9 people was walking at the road leading to Dylan's Shop.

"Grandma, where are we going?" A five year old boy asked her grandmother who was the elderly woman who drank the tea Dylan prepared and promised to bring her family with her.

"Dear, we are going to a place where good tea is brewed and good snack is served." the grandmother replied.

"Then why are we going to the direction of that broken down shop, mother?" A middle-aged man seemingly the father of the five year old boy spoke to his mother.

"Oh, because that was the place where I drank that tea and ate that good bread." The old lady replied.

"What? That place is a place where a wastrel of business resides!" The middle-aged man disdainfully said.

"Calm down, dear." A mature beauty spoke to calm his husband.

"Ugh, okay." The middle-aged man grunted.

"Why don't we make a bet, oh dear son of mine?" The old lady challenged her son.

"What bet?" The middle-aged man asked.

"If you like that man's cooking, you are to apologize in front of him but if you don't, I would apologize to you that I ever brought you here." The old lady explained the stakes.

"Why should I?" The middle-aged man clearly was not interested in such a bet.

"I will give you your father's last spirit stone if you win." The old lady taunted.

"Mother, stop it please." The wife pleaded.

"It's okay, dear." The old lady faintly smiled

"What?! Are you certain, mother?" The middle-aged man asked for reassurance as his fists tightened. A spirit stone would enable him to advance in cultivation by leaps and bounds.

"Yes." The old lady calmly said.

"Then, I hope you would not renege on your promise, mother." The middle aged man grinned

"Of course." The old lady confidently said.

"I was thinking of ways to make you give it to me. I did not expect you to gift it to me like this, haha-" the middle-aged man stopped midway as he saw something he never expected.

As they approach the store, the middle aged man was shocked by what he saw. It was a garden like place and everything was warm and pleasant. It was like a mini paradise garden. He was getting increasingly stunned as he saw a young man atop a platform cooking something that exuded a fragrance that could calm anyone's nerves.

He knew who he was, he was Dylan Ford the owner of that broken down herbal shop. He was more shocked by what he read in front of the platform, "Gardenford Restaurant".

"This-this" the middle-aged man was speechless. Because he knew that this place was originally a broken down shop and now... it turned to a paradise restaurant!

The young man saw them walking and greeted the 9 of them.

"Welcome to the Gardenford Restaurant, dear customers. I hope you enjoy yourselves dining here." Dylan spoke with his calm face and signature faint smile hanging on his handsome face as he exuded a warm and gentle aura that welcomed all.