Chapter 1689 - 1609: Marcus Quinn’s Dominance (Part 4)

The consumption level is positioned as mid-to-high-end, but the promotion follows the trendy route. As long as Fragrance Garden becomes a popular check-in spot, it can quickly recover its reputation and generate enough buzz.

Aidan sent some promising design drawings to Lilith, along with her ideas, so Lilith went to discuss a redesign with her senior.

Aidan was busy with the design style of Imperial City at home, while Marcus Quinn went into town with Irving Spencer, who had his eye on a Maserati. The budget was similar to what Aidan provided, and the car’s appearance was stunningly beautiful.

Irving Spencer couldn’t afford such a luxury car in the million-dollar range; under his name, he only had an SUV worth tens of thousands. Thinking about driving a luxury car was like having a second wife, making him happy all day.

Marcus Quinn couldn’t understand this at all. He thought that between a luxury car and Aidan, a garage full of luxury cars couldn’t compare to Aidan.

However, the Maserati was ordered, but it would take a week before it’s available.

Marcus Quinn went to the courier and moved the delivered robot to the back seat, then followed Irving Spencer on a visit to the local farmers’ market and slaughterhouse. If Fragrance Garden opens in a month, vegetables and fruits would be sufficient, but the Holiday Village just bought cattle and sheep this year, for their own consumption, so finding local pork and beef and lamb is urgent. As for seafood, that can be solved by finding good suppliers along the coast.

Green County is a small place with farms, but it also has a lot of local pork and beef and lamb.

"Marcus Quinn, if there’s a shortage of ingredients, we’ll follow the Holiday Village’s dining approach and create a monthly themed menu." The two ran around all day, with little outcome.

"Are you saying we should tailor the menu based on our ingredients?" Marcus Quinn asked gravely, realizing that it was indeed a good idea.

Since they wanted to build Fragrance Garden’s reputation, they must select the best and freshest ingredients. A changing monthly menu could attract a lot of repeat customers.

"Yes, your culinary skills are undoubtedly excellent, and I trust your Uncle Dee’s cooking is also good. We’ve left our contact information today; if we can get ten local pigs and ten cows and sheep this month, the main courses will focus on these. If we can get high-quality seafood next month, then we’ll promote a seafood month. This idea actually came from Aidan; she said people love variety." Irving Spencer said with a smile.

Marcus Quinn’s gaze softened instantly when he heard Irving Spencer mention Aidan. He had gone out in the morning and hadn’t seen Aidan yet, missing her terribly.

"Then let’s go back, let’s do it this way," Marcus Quinn chuckled deeply. Tailoring the menu to ingredients was indeed an excellent idea, setting Fragrance Garden apart from ordinary restaurants.

"Let’s advertise in Green County and neighboring towns, for the long-term unlimited acquisition of farm-raised chicken, duck, pork, beef, and other local products. Not only does Imperial City need it, but our Holiday Village also needs to expand the menu," Marcus Quinn said, looking at the darkening sky.

"Alright, let’s first make the billboards, and negotiate advertising spots. By mid-December, we can start acquisitions, just in time for the Imperial City opening on New Year’s Day," Irving Spencer said with a smile.

The two drove back to the Holiday Village, which was already completely dark as the winter days were short.

Irving Spencer went to park the car, while Marcus Quinn, holding the package with the little robot, hurried towards the estate. From a distance, he saw, among the flowering trees and greenery, under the flickering street lights, a slender figure standing in front of the mountain rocks. Upon seeing him, the figure ran up, beams of light dancing with her steps as she said with a bright smile, "Marcus Quinn, you’re back?"

Marcus Quinn saw her wearing a small cotton jacket, stepping through the patches of light and shadow like a swallow returning home, and immediately he grasped her firmly, inhaling her familiar scent, and with a hoarse voice said, "Yes, I’m back."