Datang Hotel: The Leisurely Life of a Chef Dad

Yaya is indeed a little money-grubber. Liu Xuan never expected this.

I don't know who she learned this from. The whole mansion is indifferent to fame and fortune and doesn't like money. Why do you like it?

There was no way. Under the attack of gold and cakes by Qin Qiong and the four men, plus two bulls, Liu Xuan could only sigh silently for a while.

This daughter has grown up. She is no longer a two or three-year-old child. She can make some decisions by herself.

Looking back at the two cows hanging on the rack, the skin and meat are tight and the meat is tender. In addition, the cows were just killed and were still steaming. Some parts of the cows were still dripping with blood, exuding a mixture of grass and blood.

Behind the two huge cows, Goudan looked alert, with his front half lying on the ground, and his mouth made a low roar like the roar of an engine.

Liu Xuan finally understood that this was the reason why Goudan smelled hostile.

Liu Xuan scratched Goudan's head, and Goudan seemed to have forgotten that there were two cows hanging in the yard. He grabbed Liu Xuan's arm and almost jumped on him, hugging him tightly like a koala.

"Look at Yaya, she has so many godfathers, and look at you, you only know how to destroy the family."

"I heard that you bit a few pairs of shoes today?"

Goudan turned his head immediately, his ears drooped down, and covered them tightly.

He looked like "I don't want to listen, I don't want to listen."

At this time, a hesitant voice came from behind Liu Xuan.

"Brother Liu Xuan, it's not impossible... You know me, I, Old Cheng, don't have so many twists and turns, and I don't care what others think of me..."

I didn't sleep all night.

In order to celebrate taking Yaya as a goddaughter, Cheng Yaojin and his friends drank all night in Liu Xuan's backyard.

In the past, Liu Xuan always heard that they talked all night and got drunk all night, but Liu Xuan didn't believe it at that time.

How can anyone drink alcohol all night?

What is a good thing about wine?

Can it taste good?

Cheng Yaojin shouted: "This is so good, we have to drink for three days!"

Except Qin Qiong who didn't drink much, the other three brothers really drank Erguotou as water.

Three days later in the morning.

It was just dawn, and Liu Renyuan, who hadn't rested well for three consecutive nights, felt very angry. He also secretly drank a few cups, otherwise it would not be enough to resist the cold weather.

After carrying Cheng Yaojin and others into the guest room and letting the maids take care of them, Liu Renyuan wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"My Lord, these people are too fierce."

Liu Xuan nodded: "It doesn't matter, they are just some small fights, there are happy things, drinking a little wine, nothing."

Liu Renyuan started his daily flattery at the back: "My Lord, you are still awesome, these people are all awesome, vying to come and be Yaya's godfather."

Liu Renyuan knew, he thought Liu Xuan didn't know.

Liu Xuan knew, and also knew that Liu Renyuan knew, but just pretended not to know.

"The only person in the world who can make so many people so excited is the Marquis. Or our craftsmen always say that the Marquis is the reincarnation of the living Buddha, the born Bodhisattva..."

Liu Renyuan kept talking all the way until he was outside the Datang Hotel. Liu Xuan suddenly asked, "Are you afraid that you will fall asleep while walking?"

Liu Renyuan scratched his head embarrassedly: "Hehe, Marquis, you saw it."

At this time, most of the people queuing outside the Datang Hotel were happy.

At least, they now have a small shed to shelter from the wind and rain. Liu Xuan stood on the second floor and looked out the window, and saw three very eye-catching old men.

Li Gang, and two other old men who were not young anymore.

The three of them were all dressed in Confucian scholars' clothes, with thick robes on the outside. The cold wind blew. Now it was only a few days before the winter solstice. The three of them sat on the tea stall, talking and laughing.

Li Gang took a sip of tea and looked at the two of them: "You two like to drink that kind of sencha all day long. Sencha is too greasy and has a strong taste. This kind of tea is better."

"It tastes slightly bitter at first, but it tastes sweet after a while. This is the best enjoyment in life."

Yan Shigu didn't say anything, but looked at the tea with a few tea leaves in the cup, with a puzzled look on his face.

Kong Yingda touched his beard, and the old man took a sip directly, then he was surprised and drank the tea in the cup in one gulp, and added another cup by the way.

"This method of making tea is so subtle, it is really extraordinary. I didn't expect that I would only know how to drink tea this way after living for most of my life."

"Waiter, is this method of making tea inherited from your family?"

The waiter who was busy was steaming: "Old sir, you are joking. How can a rough man like me know such a method? I just heard from my shopkeeper that this is the method of drinking tea in the Datang Hotel. Everyone likes it, so I want to imitate it so that people in the queue can also sit down. It's so tiring to stand, right?"

Yan Shigu frowned: "Since it is the method of the Datang Hotel, you just use it. Aren't you afraid of being investigated by others?"

Li Gang and Kong Yingda were tasting tea by themselves, and Yan Shigu liked to make a fuss.

The waiter seemed to be accustomed to such questions. After carefully adding a pot of water to the guests, he wiped his hands and said with a smile: "Guest, you are absolutely right."

"Our small shop can do this mainly because the owner of the Datang Restaurant doesn't care. My shopkeeper also asked the tall and strong guard. Guess what he said?"

Yan Shigu became more and more curious, not only about this question, but also about the existence of Liu Xuan.

"People say that my Lord is very busy. You make your money. There are many places selling tea in the world, and there are thousands of ways to drink tea. My Lord didn't create it. Why can't you use it?"

"You want to use it, and even let everyone in the world use this method. Does it have anything to do with my Lord? My Lord drinks tea just because he likes it, and it has nothing to do with money."

Yan Shigu's hand holding the teacup trembled.

"I see that you three are big shots. If they don't agree, we dare not open this small shop."

There is a world of difference between ordinary people and nobles.

"How do you know that we three are not ordinary?" Yan Shigu asked again.

The waiter smiled and said, "Everyone who comes here uses a large coarse porcelain bowl and drinks a hot sip. Only you three bring small teacups."

Yan Shigu blushed. Don't you have to use this teacup to drink tea?

What's the matter with the large coarse porcelain bowl?

Only Kong Yingda was very happy: "The store owner is right, this big coarse porcelain bowl is really refreshing to drink from, go get me a big bowl."

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Liu Renyuan leaned against the pillar and winked at Xue Rengui: "Old Xue, come here, I'll take a nap."

"The Marquis just said that there are no new dishes today, just maintain order and don't let people cut in line."

Xue Rengui nodded, don't let people cut in line, that's easy!