Datang Hotel: The Leisurely Life of a Chef Dad

Today, the Datang Restaurant is full of hot smells.

Let’s not talk about the dishes that some people haven’t tasted before, and the new and old customers seem to have lost their souls when facing the dishes of Datang Restaurant. They eat madly, as if only the food on the plate can restore their spirits.

The two dishes of egg fried rice and hot and sour soup are just for the occasion.

One hundred people, in fact, only one morning’s work, but today is different from the past. In the past, everyone seemed reluctant to leave after eating with aftertaste.

Not today, a group of people just stood outside and refused to leave, as if discussing something.

"Boss, can't you add one more?"

"This hot and sour soup is really good. Not only does it whet your appetite, but it also makes me feel better after eating it. I feel completely different. Even when I meet friends, they say I look radiant."

Liu Xuan smiled, stood outside the door of the Datang Hotel, and looked at everyone: "Please come back tomorrow. The Datang Hotel is closed today."

The people in the lobby were still savoring the last bit of food, as if the Datang Hotel would not close if they ate slowly enough.

What if, what if Boss Liu Xuan changed his mind?

Liu Renyuan calmly closed the door until the last person finished the last bite of fried rice and left reluctantly.

But the moment he closed the door, he rushed to the backyard like crazy.

Others have eaten, but I haven't!

It seems that the Marquis has already finished it!

As soon as he arrived in the backyard, Liu Renyuan saw Da Zhuang and Ya Ya slurping the hot and sour soup. In an instant, the restlessness in his heart occupied his brain.

"My Lord, can I eat now?"

Liu Xuan smiled and nodded.

It was like a husky suddenly appeared in the herd of border herds that were eating quietly.

When Liu Renyuan joined the eating rhythm, the whole Datang Hotel seemed to be shaking.

Liu Xuan was speechless. The later generations of eating were still not as good as the ancients. The later generations of eating were eating, while Liu Renyuan's eating posture was to protect his food.

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On the streets of the West Market, when the voices were noisy, several Hu merchants squatted at the door and drooled.

"How about we not have those Liuli, more than 30, and go to Datang Hotel for dinner instead?"

"It's not impossible. I can't stand the taste just by smelling it. If I return to my hometown one day, I will definitely die with regrets when I think that I have been in Datang for several years and have not eaten the legendary delicacy."

The attitude of several Hu people is completely different from before.

Now they all believed one thing, that is, the owner of this Datang Restaurant seemed to have a lot of money.

Apart from other things, just looking at the people coming and going to eat, you can know that this Datang Restaurant has made a lot of money. The key is that it is said that the prices of the dishes inside are extremely high, just like robbing money.

The few Hu people selling colored glass in the West Market instantly felt as if they had found a colleague.

At this time, several people squatted at the street corner, their faces were uncertain, and it seemed that there were less than ten days left before the one-month deadline.

At this time, an old man and a young girl walked out of the crowd on the street.

The old man had his hands behind his back, a calm face, wearing a light mink robe, and his eyes exuded a sense of contempt.

The girl had big eyes and white skin. When the cold wind blew, her little face was flushed, like a peach that had just ripened.

"Grandpa, what's wrong, do you want to see colored glass?"

This was the first time Li Yuan left the palace after being under house arrest in the palace. It had been five years since the last time he left the palace.

Five years have passed. Do you know how I, an old man, have been living?

Today, Li Lizhi disguised him and he went out again without any obstacles. Li Yuan was in a good mood along the way.

When he arrived at the West Market, he suddenly realized something.

In the past few years, Erlang has kept him under house arrest. Until now, there is no defense at all. Could it be that he has no defense against him at all?

Or... his power has been almost cleaned up by Erlang?

Thinking of this, Li Yuan was not very happy. When he saw the colored glaze on display, Li Yuan planned to come and take a look to calm his uneasy heart.

During the Wude period, there were merchants from the West in Chang'an. Among the goods they brought to Chang'an, there were all kinds of colored glaze.

Li Yuan was also a person who liked to worship Buddha. Seeing those colored glazes, he was overjoyed.

Li Yuan slowly picked up a glass bottle and shook his head repeatedly: "This thing is far inferior to what the foreigners gave me back then."

Li Lizhi nodded on the side. She was very familiar with this place. It was here that Dazhuang smashed the glass last time.

But it was obvious that these Hu people had long forgotten Li Lizhi who was rubbing her hands excitedly watching on the side that day.

"Old sir, how is this glass?"

Li Yuan glanced at the Hu man and shook his head and sighed.

"No, not so."

"Some low-quality goods, you dare to sell such goods for ten strings of money?"

The Hu man's face twitched. Doing business in Chang'an and selling glass, no one has ever bargained with him. After all, the value of glass is recognized by the whole Tang Dynasty.

"Old sir, the price of glass is like this. It is recognized by the official and the people. Ten strings of money is really not much."

Li Yuan sneered: "Who recognized it?"

This is not Li Yuan's nonsense. The glass he received at that time could also be bought with ten strings of money, but the quality is very different.

"Forget it. Now everything can be sold as inferior goods. Is it so easy to make money from the Tang people?"

The Hu people were anxious: "Old man, please don't spit blood on me. Our glass is genuine and of good quality. Go to the restaurant in front and take a look. It's called the Tang Restaurant. A dish there costs hundreds of coins."

"You don't get angry with them, but with me. Isn't this bullying us outsiders?"

Li Yuan was puzzled by what he said.

He turned his head and glanced at Li Lizhi: "Changle, is it really so?"

"Uh, Grandpa, it's like this."

Li Yuan immediately rolled up his sleeves.

"It's only been a few days since the world was pacified, and it's only been a few days since the people could eat. In a restaurant, are the dishes made of gold? So expensive?"

Li Lizhi smiled secretly. She knew that Li Yuan would not say that in a while.

"Let's go and see the so-called Datang Restaurant, hum."

After walking a few steps, Li Lizhi noticed something. In the direction of Datang Restaurant, a group of people were walking out, savoring the food as they walked.

"It's a pity that they can only accommodate 100 people a day, otherwise I would have to go and eat again later."

"That's right, brother, you are right. Even if I don't get married and have children in this life, I will eat the delicious food of Datang Restaurant every day."

Li Yuan stared at Li Lizhi: "Changle, what kind of tiger and wolf words are these."