Datang Hotel: The Leisurely Life of a Chef Dad

"Liu Xuan, where did you get the method?"

Li Shimin doesn't care about that now. He just wants to know, is the method of making colored glaze still in the world?

Didn't it say that during the Northern and Southern Dynasties, the method of colored glaze went into the grave with the demise of the Lu Ban family?

Liu Xuan smiled and patted Li Shimin's shoulder earnestly: "Touch this, I will tell you slowly later."

Li Shimin held the big, thick and exquisite colored glaze Buddha statue made by Liu Xuan in his hand, and felt sour in his heart.

"I got this by chance, Lao Li, you know me, I, Liu Xuan, don't like money very much."

"Ahem..." Li Shimin suddenly seemed to be choked by something.

Who was the person who kept saying "I am a businessman" at the beginning?

Liu Xuan continued as if he didn't hear Li Shimin's cough, "That was when I was nine years old. An old man passed by my house. You know my family runs a restaurant. Although the business is average, it's still a meal."

"At that time, I saw that the old man had been hungry for a long time, without food or drink, so I took the opportunity to get him some food and drink."

"Old Li, I am a kind-hearted young man. I saw an old man in need of help, so I took out the food and drink from my home to entertain him. Is it not too much?"

Li Shimin nodded, his face dull: "Not too much."

"Yes, the old man was full and said he was going to travel or something, saying that his ancestral tomb had been dug up and had to be repaired. After the repair, he might be dying. Seeing that I, Liu Xuan, was young and kind-hearted, it was reasonable for him to pass on one of the 108 martial arts in his mantle to me, right?"

Li Shimin suddenly realized.

"You mean, the glass technique he passed on to you?"

Liu Xuan nodded: "Old Li, you are so smart."

"Look at the glass in your hand, isn't it different from the glass in the Western Regions?"

Can it be the same? The sand near Chang'an and the sand in the Western Regions are completely different. In addition, there is coal as fuel, so the glass produced must have much less residue than those of the Hu people.

The ancients' obsession with glass began very early. In the Warring States Period, people used glass to drink wine.

But in the eyes of the Chinese, glass is not as practical as porcelain.

The Chinese glass at that time was exquisite, but fragile. If you don't pay attention, it will break directly. It can only be used as an ornamental object, which does not conform to the instinct of the aristocratic class at that time.

So gradually, it was replaced by exquisite porcelain.

The glass technology at that time had already deterred the Hu people, and the exquisiteness was far beyond the glass in the hands of the Hu people today, not to mention the later generations.

If the glass Buddha that Liu Xuan brought out still had a little bit of impurities, and looked far from the glass products of later generations, then the glass of the Hu people now was even worse, with impurities of various colors everywhere.

Li Shimin was also an expert, how could he not know it.

The glass in his hand exuded a cold texture, and Li Shimin only felt that his understanding of glass was based on the previous defense.

"The bright part is extremely clear, the middle part is like a clear spring, and the Buddha's body is like jade..."

"Good stuff, one thousand strings of cash is not too much."

After Li Shimin finished speaking, he silently followed up with a sentence in his heart. If he had such glass, one thousand strings of cash? He dared to ask for a price of one hundred thousand strings of cash!

Once such glass appeared in Chang'an, I don't know how many people would go crazy for it.

Liu Xuan was not in a hurry, and looked at Li Shimin calmly: "Old Li, wipe your mouth, I know you are in a hurry, but don't be in a hurry."

"I plan to sell this for 10,000 strings of cash. Do you have a way to sell it?"

Li Shimin immediately patted his chest and said, "Brother, don't worry, I can sell this to every corner of the Tang Dynasty!"

Li Shimin suddenly stood up. Did my talent choose the wrong place?

"Old Li, I produce this thing, you sell it, and I'll give you 10%. You know, I'm working hard, and this craft is not simple, and it costs a lot of money. Otherwise, why do you think I make money by cooking?"

"Hey, speaking of it, the marquis is just a decoration."

Li Shimin became excited.

Take this thing out, and pull the ministers in the court to see it. It's hard to guarantee that they won't be tempted.

"Brother Liu Xuan, stop talking. I'm very hungry..."

"It's okay to be hungry. Let's eat meatball soup now."

"No, I'm talking about the hunger to make money..."

"Old Li, what have you thought about what I said last time?"

Liu Xuan suddenly reminded: "You know, an old man has so many good things in his stomach. The good things left by our ancestors are more than just a little bit."

Li Shimin looked at the colored glass in his hand and suddenly seemed to understand a truth.

A few big words floated in the sky: Knowledge is power, and power is in the grave.

In the middle of the night, Li Shimin excitedly hugged two colored glass Buddhas and rushed towards the palace frantically.

"I'm going to get rich..."

"It's Liu Xuan again. If I hadn't been stubborn at the beginning, maybe I really wouldn't have the chance to swear brotherhood with Liu Xuan."

"Liu Xuan, Liu Xuan, you are really my lucky star."

The next morning, Li Shimin got up early.

In the court, the boring and long daily meeting, Li Shimin didn't listen at all.

But when the court was dismissed, he gave a wink to the most business-savvy officials among the fifth rank and above.

Fifty-seven-year-old Wu Shigui was radiant. It was not that he was rejuvenated, but that he had urged Li Shimin to perform Fengshan in the previous two years, but Li Shimin did not allow it. This year, Li Shimin agreed.

This man, who was born in a merchant family, dedicated his life to the Li Tang Dynasty, and even his daughter would be dedicated to the Li Tang royal family in the future.

In the imperial study, Wu Shigui saluted Li Shimin respectfully.

"Duke Ying, how are you recently?"

Wu Shigui was already fifty-seven years old, and it was obvious that he was not in good health. His eyes were dark and he had experienced too many hardships in his early years. It was not obvious when he was young, but he would suffer a lot when he was old.

"Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. I am in good health."

Li Shimin nodded, dismissed his attendants, took out a brocade box from the side, and looked at Wu Shigui with a smile: "Duke Ying, you have been an official in the court for so many years, and your talent has been wasted. I know this in my heart, but I have to give others some face because of the relationship."

"Today, I will give you an important task!"

Wu Shigui's heart trembled, and he looked at the brocade box in Li Shimin's hand.

In Ganlu Hall, in the imperial study, there was a sudden burst of exclamations today.

"Hiss..."

"Things of this quality are so terrifying..."

"I will definitely fulfill my mission!"