Datang Hotel: The Leisurely Life of a Chef Dad

Changsun Wuji looked at the few fallen beards on the table, his mouth grinning.

"Is something good going to happen?" Changsun Wuji narrowed his eyes.

Changsun Chong looked at Changsun Wuji from the side: "Dad, I think I have to go out and prove myself. I didn't perform well at the poetry meeting."

Changsun Wuji turned his head and looked at him, shaking his head and sighing silently.

Changsun Chong was lying on the couch at this moment, with his legs crossed, one foot on the table in front of him, and the other hand was still picking his nose.

No one would have thought that in Chang'an, the man who was said to be comparable to Wang Xianzhi would be in such a state at home.

"Chong'er, this year's Golden Autumn Poetry Festival has many suspicious points, which is unusual. Cheng Chumo and his ilk can also write a poem, shocking Mr. Li Gang, and so many scholars of ordinary origin can speak out eternal verses, which is really unusual everywhere."

"Don't take it to heart. These days, pack up and go to the palace with your father to see the emperor in two days. At the beginning of the year, your father and your majesty had discussed this matter. At that time, you almost decided this marriage for you. I think it should be almost the same now."

At the beginning of the year, Changsun Wuji, Li Shimin, and Empress Changsun almost verbally decided on the marriage of Changle and Changsun Chong during a casual chat, but it seems that there has been no movement in the palace for so long.

Why did His Majesty suddenly stop mentioning the September date that was originally agreed upon?

There must be something fishy about this!

Don't panic when encountering things, squint your eyes and look at the sun, pretending to be deep.

Go to the palace to see the emperor tomorrow!

At this time, Changsun Chong was still holding back his anger. He had to follow the rules at home and when he went out.

Then didn't he go out for nothing?

Changle, whom he had been thinking about for a long time, had not yet arrived for marriage. He was already impatient, and then there was a farce at the Golden Autumn Poetry Festival, and he was beaten by Cheng Chumo, which embarrassed his grandmother.

The more he endured, the angrier he thought about it. The more he took a step back, the more he thought about it.

It must be Liu Xuan!

If he hadn't interfered, Sister Changle would definitely not have behaved so abnormally.

Thinking of this, Changsun Chong snorted coldly: "Liu Xuan, Liu Xuan, where did this unknown person come from? Damn it!"

Changsun Wuji was originally reading quietly, and suddenly heard the two words Liu Xuan from Changsun Chong's mouth, and his eyes narrowed even tighter.

"Chong'er, who is that Liu Xuan you're talking about?"

"Dad, he's just the owner of some Datang Restaurant, nothing special."

"Oh? Datang Restaurant..." Changsun Wuji stroked his beard, shook his head, and seemed to be thinking about something.

Changsun Chong was very upset: "Dad, why don't you open your eyes every day? I heard from my mother that when you were young, your eyes were very bright and big, so I learned from you, and now I can't open them either."

Changsun Wuji looked at Changsun Chong calmly: "Your dad has opened his eyes as wide as possible, what else do you want?"

"Go to school quickly, you're unruly all day long, do you want to learn from Cheng Chumo?"

When this name came out, Changsun Chong couldn't hold his temper: "Dad, don't insult me ​​like this."

...

In the Cheng Mansion, Cheng Chumo's trio locked the door to the backyard and used several large vats to hold it tightly.

Suddenly, Cheng Chumo sneezed loudly.

"A-choo... Ouch..."

A ball of transparent liquid appeared out of nowhere and rushed straight to the sky. Niu Jianhu and Yuchi Baolin dodged in an instant. Only Cheng Chumo was left there wondering, what did I just spray out?

Looking up...

Pah...

Cheng Chumo wiped his face: "Where did this bird come from? It's almost winter, and you don't know where to hide. You have to come out and embarrass yourself. Do you dare to come out and fight..."

Niu Jianhu let out a long breath: "Mozi, look in the pot, are we missing something?"

Cheng Chumo put his hands on his waist, holding a wooden stick in his hand, squinting at the huge iron pot in front of him, which was filled with cut beef.

"I asked the cook at home, just stir it."

"There is still foam on it..."

"You know shit, that's the essence! I, Cheng Chumo, will take a bite first..."

Niu Jianhu and Yuchi Baolin were skeptical, picked up a spoon and skimmed a little, and put it in their mouths.

A moment later, in front of the stone pillar, three people leaned against the wall, hunched over, like three big shrimps.

"Ugh~Puff puff puff..."

"Mozi, who the hell did you hear that was the essence?"

Cheng Chumo's face turned pale, and his black face turned white, which was also a miracle of the Tang Dynasty.

"I... Ugh... I figured it out myself, is that not okay? Last time my father cooked pork, he also thought so..."

When they heard this, Niu Jianhu and Yuchi Baolin's eyes instantly lost color.

I really believed your lies!

The Lantian Marquis' Mansion has a brand new look.

The servants stood aside, and Liu Renyuan no longer wore the guard's uniform, but a butler's uniform, which looked very decent!

"From now on, the head of our family is the Marquis of Lantian in the Tang Dynasty. Remember, the title must be changed!"

"Since the head of the family is the Marquis, we cannot let down the Marquis's reputation. You guys should walk more like a cat when you have nothing to do...Girls, walk more gracefully."

"You guys, don't be idle all day long. All of you should stand up your ears and prop up your eyes with sticks. In the Marquis' Mansion, not even a fly can fly in. Even if it flies in, it will be chopped in half!"

Liu Renyuan put his hands on his waist and paced back and forth. It was obviously Liu Xuan who was made a marquis, but he was happier than anyone else.

When thinking back to what His Majesty said a few days ago, Liu Renyuan suddenly felt ashamed.

So, His Majesty was testing me!

This Lantian Marquisate was His Majesty's purpose!

"Liu Renyuan, come and help!"

While he was pondering, Liu Renyuan heard a shout.

"Hey, here comes the Marquis!"

In the side yard, a large pile of sand was placed in front of Liu Xuan.

There were also black ash and plant ash next to it.

"Liu Renyuan, this is up to you. Put the plant ash and black ash in those bags and sprinkle them with water. Keep the water that comes out and save it in three large jars. Call me."

It was already afternoon, and Liu Xuan was thinking about something in his heart. Now that he was the Marquis of Lantian, it would not be too much for me, a Marquis, to do a little business, right?

I am a Tang Dynasty marquis. I can make some special products and sell them for pocket money. I have a big family and hundreds of people ask me for money when I eat, drink, defecate and urinate. It is reasonable for me to make some extra money, right?

Li Shimin?

He was given the coal and furnace business, and the movable type printing technology in exchange for some convenience.

Li Shimin had already said in the backyard that as long as Liu Xuan did not harm the world, he could do whatever he wanted.

Maybe Li Shimin just said it casually, but Liu Xuan is ready now. I don’t know if Li Shimin is ready for the new impact.

“Marquis, what is this?”

“This is a good thing! The monks said that this thing can prolong life and bring Buddha’s light…”

Liu Renyuan’s eyes lit up: “Marquis, don’t say anything more, I’ll drink a sip first…”