Datang Hotel: The Leisurely Life of a Chef Dad

Outside Datang Hotel, Li Shimin had a wicked smile on his face in front of the huge notice.

"Old Wei, as you can see, Datang Hotel can only cook meals for a hundred people today. We don't have the luxury of that."

Wei Zheng looked embarrassed for a moment, then looked at the people lining up, his eyes suddenly became sharp.

I, Wei Zheng, had no choice before, but now I would rather be a warrior.

"Master, please stay here and don't move around. I'll find a place to come over."

Li Shimin nodded. Wei Zheng had indeed changed and he no longer recognized him.

Wei Zheng, who used to stand in the Hall of Manna and make himself dizzy with anger in the Imperial Study Room, finally matured and finally understood that it is useless for a man to be stubborn.

At this time, Wei Zheng, with his hands behind his back, glanced at those waiting in line. ✾

There was a strong man, who looked like he was taking a break from the army and came over to have something to eat.

There are also people who look after homes and homes and buy delicious food for their masters.

There are also merchants who have a big belly and look like they are chewing peonies. They don’t know how to appreciate the delicious food, they only know how to gorge themselves on it.

Wei Zheng is not easy to deal with these people.

After all, Wei Zheng, at his age, would never be able to defeat a man with big arms and round waist.

If you want to bully others, you have to bully those who have rules in their hearts. A gentleman is trying to bully someone! These days, gentlemen are easy to bully, and good people will have a knife put to their neck.

Wei Zheng looked at a scholar in blue shirt who was holding a folding fan in his hand and standing on tiptoes looking forward.

If such a person disagrees, Wei Zheng plans to use Confucius' method.

Rubbing his fists, Wei Zheng walked over excitedly.

Do you think I, Wei Zheng, am really powerless to restrain a chicken? Don’t you know what the six arts of a gentleman are?

"You, I bought this position." Wei Zheng's voice sounded.

"It's amazing how rich you are!" The young scholar glanced at Wei Zheng, then showed disdain. "You have found the wrong person. As scholars, integrity is our top priority and we regard money as dirt. How can we be attracted by petty profits..."

Wei Zheng squinted his eyes and said calmly, "Look, how much is this?"

"I will come over to eat today. If you take the money, you can come over to eat anytime. Just think about it."

"Looking at your clothes, you must be ordinary at home. The food at the Datang Hotel is so expensive. Today you didn't spend any money, but you made so much money. After you go back, the people at home will be proud of you. You can calculate this, right? ?”

After all, the young scholar could not resist the temptation of the copper coins in Wei Zheng's hand. There was a lot of money in the full wallet.

The young man left, and Wei Zheng waved to Li Shimin excitedly: "Master, come here! I'm here!"

While waiting in line, Li Shimin clasped his hands behind his back.

"Old Wei, you think if I do this, no one will dare to say anything this winter, right?"

Wei Zheng is now focused on his small family. As for the big family of the Tang Dynasty, if the sky falls, there will be tall people to hold it up. Don't you think that I, Wei Zheng, have a weak back? I am short and you can support me, but I like to spend time with my family, train my son, and dote on my wife.

"Master, if they dare to say anything, just let them go and do it. I will definitely support you!"

Li Shimin felt that Wei Zheng was too strange.

"Old Wei, this doesn't look like you."

"You've never spoken like this before."

Wei Zheng touched his chin, lowered his voice, and leaned into Li Shimin's ear: "Master, people always change!"

"I've been working hard for so long, is it just for myself?"

"No, there is still a family! I want my wife to enjoy every day, and I want my son to live without worries. If he wants to study, he can study. If he wants to be a carpenter, he can be a carpenter. If he wants to be in a brothel, he can go to a brothel. …”

"Master, I used to walk on thin ice, but that day, Liu Xuan's Mapo Tofu made me know the warmth of home."

Li Shimin felt an indescribable feeling in his heart as he listened to Wei Zheng's rambling insights.

My family, it seems...that's all, the word family...

Since taking the throne, many things have changed.

Once a person starts to miss the past, it basically indicates that he is getting older. Li Shimin stood there and was in a trance. That night at Xuanwu Gate seemed like yesterday.

That night, he lost a lot.

"People in front of you, move away. Aren't you hungry? You must force me to fuck you!"

A voice came lazily, and Li Shimin's immersed thoughts were suddenly interrupted. His beard stood up. He turned around and saw a wretched face.

Wei Zheng also turned around suddenly, and when he saw the person who spoke, he immediately started to laugh in his heart.

Isn't this Changsun Chong? What's going on? Your eyes are black? Was this a black punch?

"I heard you want to fuck me?"

Changsun Chong met Li Shimin many times, but after all, one of them was sitting high on the dragon chair, and the other was following his elders. He didn't dare to look up and looked directly at him. He could only see the dragon's face from the corner of his eye at the moment when he raised his head and lowered his head.

He didn't recognize Li Shimin at this moment!

At this time, Changsun Chong frowned. He didn't expect anyone to dare to ask him back?

"Who are you, so crazy?" Changsun Chong's arrogant voice rose.

Others didn't know Changsun Chong, but Li Shimin recognized him immediately.

This man is exactly the same as Changsun Wuji when he was young, and you can tell at a glance that they are biological children.

Especially the squinted eyes, which seemed like they could never be opened.

"You still dare to ask who I am? Who are you, kid?"

When Changsun Chong heard this, the corners of his mouth lifted, but when he lifted his mouth, the scars left by the black boxing the day before yesterday became a little painful, and the corners of his mouth were straight.

"Say my name, and scare you!"

Li Shimin looked at Changsun Chong with interest, wanting to hear what nonsense he could say.

Zhenguan Wang Xianzhi? Why don't you just die!

"Master, forget it, just an ignorant young man."

Wei Zheng appeared at the right time, glanced at Changsun Chong, and leaned over. If he didn't go over, Changsun Chong couldn't see who Wei Zheng was.

"Uh... Wei..."

"Hush, go back if you don't want to be beaten."

Wei Zheng reminded.

"Uncle Wei, I, Changsun Chong, don't tolerate any sand in my eyes."

"You even want to hit the elders?"

When Changsun Chong heard this, he was puzzled. Elders? Is that person his elder?

He leaned forward and slowly approached Li Shimin, squinting his eyes, almost touching Li Shimin's face.

Suddenly, he felt as if he was electrocuted, and his legs trembled.

At this time, he could no longer tell who was in front of him. Was he still called Chang Sun Chong?

Thinking of the words "I want to fuck you" just now, Chang Sun Chong felt that there seemed to be thunder in the sky in front of him.

In the Datang Hotel, Yaya and Dazhuang poked their heads out.

"Aye, someone fainted outside."

Dazhuang was not to be outdone: "Master, I think he fainted from hunger."

Suddenly, Yaya exclaimed: "Uncle who gets drunk with one glass, you are here!"