Bring The System To Datang

The food delivery person approached, and the cart was pulling several large barrels and baskets.

"Their family just cooked for us, the meal was not ready, I promised to invite them to eat, I will give the money." The person from the Sixteenth Guard said to the food delivery person.

"We came from the mountain. We started preparations yesterday afternoon. Your Majesty invited the people in Luoyang Palace to have breakfast. If you want to eat, you can get a portion."

The food delivery people tilt their heads to indicate where they are from, and they work hard to make breakfast outside.

"Invite all the people in Luoyang Palace to eat?"

The local soldier next to him looked at the barrel on the car, then turned to the person from Sixteen Guards, wanting to get the answer from the opponent.

"Huh huh!" The person from the sixteenth guard coughed first: "Regular operation, don't be surprised, I said last night, logistics."

"But you just have to pay..." The local soldier was suspicious.

"Don't care about the irrelevant things, eat, what did you eat this morning?" The sixteen guards interrupted the other party.

"Hu spicy soup, Steamed bun, mustard pickles." The delivery person looked at him and wanted to laugh.

He talked and took the bowl for those who didn't have cutlery.

"I have it in my house and all the chopsticks. Let's eat in the house and have a table. Now the day is better and the furniture is complete."

The man sent out an invitation again, but if his own meal was not prepared, he still had to eat someone else's.

"His father moved the table out." The hostess knew what to do.

The older child took the younger child to fetch the tableware, the couple carried the things to the door, and the sixteen guards and local soldiers helped.

There is pepper in the hot spicy soup, which is relatively small. Datang lacks this thing, and it will only appear in large quantities after a while.

The common people know that Hu spicy soup is eaten by rich and distinguished people, and the newspaper says how to make it, and ordinary people are reluctant to buy the stuff in it.

The child looks at the big Steamed bun and Hu spicy soup. Do I want more Steamed bun or more soup?

Everyone in the shop was eating breakfast from your majesty. They were depressed when they opened restaurants and restaurants. They couldn't sell it in the morning.

They were anxious and drank the spicy soup, feeling uneasy in their hearts, and dared not protest.

Lu Bang, who runs a porridge shop, drank hot spicy soup in front of his own stall.

His family only sells porridge and steamed buns, pork, chicken and vegetables and pure vegetable steamed buns.

The chicken bun is still the recipe given in the newspaper. The chicken is lean and is made with thigh meat and breast meat. It is not tasty and has less oil and water.

The newspaper told me to buy chicken fat, go home and refine it by myself, and put it together with the vegetable oil when mixing the stuffing, so that the oil is big and it tastes good.

His house is now full of people, as it used to be in the morning. The buns in his house are the same size and the same price as others.

The difference is that the skin is thin and there are many fillings. People who eat meat buns depend on the amount of meat.

The steamed buns were put in the oily residue from the refined chicken fat. They were said to be vegetarian, but they actually contained meat.

"Father, is the bun still on the drawer?" Lu Bang's second daughter-in-law came over and asked with a sad look.

Those who ate in and out of the shop did not buy anything from his house, nor did they eat his free pickles. They all ate his Majesty's.

"The package is finished, it can't be steamed out, and the package is unpackaged..."

"Old Lu Congee Shop?" When Lu Bang spoke, someone brought a clip over.

"Yes, not for sale today." Lu Bangmuran looked over.

"Father, a member of the Li Family Zhuangzi." His eldest grandson is eating.

I was going to school after eating, and I saw the character'Ba' embroidered on the chest of the visitor to remind Grandpa.

"Which Lijiazhuangzi?" Lu Bangman thought that steamed buns and porridge could not be sold.

"Bashui Li Family Zhuangzi, there is a word on his chest, no one dares to pretend."

Grandson Lu Bangda put down his things and leaned forward, looked up at the dealer, and confirmed again.

"President Li's person? Sit down, hurry up, I'll wipe it for you." Lu Bang reacted, this must be treated well.

"Don't sit or sit, continue to pack, steam after the pack, put it away, we will buy it.

It is half of the market price, knowing that you still have a profit, do not compensate.

It saves the effort of running back and forth, washing dishes, and pickles. "

The dealer wrote in the notebook and talked to Lu Bang.

"Huh?" Lu Bang stopped wiping the stool with his sleeve.

"You buy it... you have no shortage."

Lu Bang couldn't figure it out. If Li Jiazhuang could invite the whole Luoyang Palace people to eat hot and spicy soup, he couldn't cook it?

"It will be for the soldiers at noon. It will rain, there will be no dew in the evening, and there will be clouds in the morning. The Zhuangzi is too busy."

According to the previous routine, the farmer said, in fact, not to mention it rains, and the hailstones still prepare the meal.

"Where's the restaurant?" Lu Bang's eldest son thought of the restaurant.

"What do you care about others? Burn the fire, quickly, steam the buns." Lu Bang glared at his son, not enough for you to worry about?

"We know the profit of the restaurant. We will leave half of the profit for them. We will sell two buns for two dollars apiece. We will buy two for one money.

The dealer smiled and said that small deals are treated differently from big deals.

The restaurant does not take breakfast as a profit point, and the impact on the restaurant last night was the biggest.

"I'll just say, they are expensive." The eldest son murmured and ran to work.

"The buns from Zuixianju in Xiaoluonan Village are still ten dollars, why don't you say it is expensive?" Lu Bang glared at his son's back again.

After he said that he remembered the people in front of him, he smiled awkwardly: "Your buns are not expensive."

"Expensive!" The owner admitted that there are still buns worth twenty dollars apiece.

The sea prawns are delivered to Zuixianju alive. When the customer finishes processing the noodles, they are served with two spoons of chili oil as a dipping sauce. If you don't eat spicy ones, give the pepper powder.

Buy two steamed buns to eat, put a bunch of side dishes on the table, set meals.

The profit is still more than 80%, and the tax is paid, and the account can be checked.

The fixed tax paid by other hotels is calculated based on market conditions and there is no invoice.

The two Zuixianju of Lijiazhuangzi always produce new products. If the quota is not good, they will keep their own accounts and let them check them.

So far, no one has checked, and Li Yi said that as many as there are.

Zaifu people still trust him, otherwise he has many ways to increase costs, reduce profits, and even turn into negative profits.

"There are expensive reasons." Lu Bang insisted on getting rid of it.

"It makes sense." The dealer smiled and nodded: "You do it first, I'll go to the next place."

"Have you eaten? Bring some buns to eat on the road!" Lu Bang's wife brought the buns over.

"Eat, I can't eat it anymore, wait for lunch at night."

The dealer refused and took another companion to find a home quickly.

"Oh! Li Dongzhu benevolence and righteousness!" Lu Bang's wife put down the buns.

Turning around, she saw Own's grandson and smiled: "My baby, study hard, and later serve as an official for Datang. Be a good official. Don't catch anything that is bad."

"Yeah! I know the eldest mother." The child was well-behaved and sensible, drank the last sip of Hu spicy soup, and went to school with his schoolbag on his back.

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In the city of Ziwei, many officials don't think that Li Dong is benevolent and righteous.

When they ate last night, they were in a state of speechlessness, and there was someone nearby who dared not speak.

When you go to bed, you are naturally silent, and you can't even talk in sleep.

In fact, not talking when eating or sleeping means not talking when chewing, and not talking after lying down in bed.

The former is easy to choke, and the latter can be excited, angry or something.

Now they have not eaten and are separated and asked about the situation separately.

Isolated from the outside world, they don't know the situation outside, and they wonder about the consequences of lying.

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