Datang Hotel: The Leisurely Life of a Chef Dad

Liu Xuan remained calm, wiped his hands, and said lightly: "You cried and wanted to come here to keep the account. I, Liu Xuan, am a businessman, and Miss Fang, you are also a person who keeps your promises, so I agreed to you."

"You don't want to default on your debt, do you?"

Liu Xuan laughed.

This smile, in Fang Yiyu's eyes, seemed to be malicious.

It was obviously my fault, but why did Liu Xuan say that I was so powerful? I seemed to have a high status in Liu Xuan's heart?

For a moment, Fang Yiyu hesitated.

If I admit it, what should I do with the money?

If I don't admit it, I have accumulated more than 200 strings of cash these days. If my father knew, he would definitely blame me. My father would not say anything to me, but my mother would definitely punish me.

"But, Liu Xuan, I can't keep making mistakes like this."

Liu Xuan touched Fang Yiyu's head and saw the confusion in her eyes. With the compassionate heart of pointing out the way and answering questions, Liu Xuan said seriously: "It's because you like to make mistakes, not me who asked you to make mistakes."

"How about you go chop wood too?"

Fang Yiyu shuddered immediately when she heard the word chopping wood.

She had observed carefully that Changsun Ying chopped wood with great effort, which was not something a woman could do at all. Chopping wood meant going into the mountains to get firewood, which was even more tiring, wasn't it?

Instantly, Fang Yiyu's head shook like a drumstick: "No, I can definitely do it."

"I want to recalculate!"

"Woo woo woo..."

Liu Xuan had no choice but to smile and comfort: "Cry, even if you cry, you will still be paid if you make a mistake!"

Liu Xuan's words were meant to tease the little girl, but the next moment, Fang Yiyu froze in place, her breathing stopped, and her big watery eyes looked at Liu Xuan, as if she was looking at an incredible existence.

The look seemed to say: You are mean to me.

But her hands were still moving, for fear of making a mistake in calculating a number.

The ancients' lack of arithmetic was visible to the naked eye. Fang Yiyu was not incapable of it, but was not proficient in it.

In Fang Yiyu's eyes, the value of the Four Books and Five Classics was far more real than arithmetic. She didn't know why, but only knew that this was a secular standard. Although she was a woman, she was still not inferior to men, so she had to learn the Four Books and Five Classics.

Mathematics? What is that? So few people learn it, and it seems to be of no use. Just know it.

She had not yet come into contact with the deeper reasons. If she knew that no matter what she learned, it was necessary for ruling, she might doubt her life.

"If you miscalculate a number, Datang Hotel will earn one tael of money. At that time, the windows and tables of Datang Hotel can be replaced with colored glaze. When that time comes, everything you see will be colored glaze, and it will be the colored glaze you personally contributed. It will definitely feel different."

Liu Xuan deliberately added fuel to the fire.

Fang Yiyu gritted his teeth, but what can he do? Wrong is wrong, and you have to stand at attention when you are beaten.

Compared with those women in later generations who knew they were wrong but still stubbornly diverted conflicts through various forms, Fang Yiyu was definitely a noble person.

"Woo woo woo..."

"Do you have to shout..."

Waved to Liu Renyuan and Xue Rengui: "Today's work is almost over."

Liu Renyuan secretly covered his mouth and pulled Xue Rengui's arm: "See, the Marquis now lives a happy life, playing with little girls, cooking."

"This kind of life is life, I Liu Renyuan lived a miserable life in the past few years."

Thinking of the past two years, especially after the third and fourth years of Zhenguan, he was ordered to serve as the General of the Central Army in the Jinwu Guard. In other words, he was in charge of the public security of a region and held military power. However, after working day and night, he found that at this age, he still wanted to be quiet. This was unavoidable.

Today, seeing Liu Xuan cooking leisurely, having fun with the people of Chang'an West Market, and playing with little girls, Liu Renyuan suddenly felt that he had lived like a dog before.

"Old Xue, we have to live like the Marquis in the future. Nothing matters, just enjoy life."

Xue Rengui rolled his eyes, his eyes revealing a sense of disdain: "You? You sleep later than a dog and get up earlier than a chicken every day. Such a life has nothing to do with you."

"Just follow the Marquis well. What you can do in the future depends on the sky."

Facing Xue Rengui's disdain, Liu Renyuan did not feel disgusted at all. On the contrary, he knew that his future must be bright. After all, when His Majesty sent him here, he did not say that he would be a servant for life, right?

When he went to the battlefield, he survived nine deaths. At that time, Liu Renyuan himself was not married, let alone children.

What Liu Renyuan remembered most clearly at that time was that whenever someone was needed to charge to death, someone would directly put the young soldiers behind and the old soldiers rushed to the front.

The old soldiers had children and grandchildren, and the young people still had unfinished tasks.

Every time he thought of this, Liu Renyuan was very moved.

Walking on the road, his chest straightened up. Looking at the patrol colleagues who appeared from time to time on the street, Liu Renyuan had a thought in his mind.

If he appeared on the battlefield again one day, he would definitely be a great general!

Liu Xuan did not take a carriage today. When people saw Liu Xuan in the West Market, they bowed and saluted.

In the West Market, all the small vendors knew Liu Xuan. Although Liu Xuan only opened a Tang Dynasty restaurant, some small businesses in the Tang Dynasty restaurant directly revitalized the West Market.

The most obvious thing now is the tea business.

In the past, few people drank tea, especially brewed tea, which was the enjoyment of the nobility. How could ordinary people have the time to do it?

Now it is different. People have discovered the wonderfulness of drinking tea in the Tang Dynasty Hotel. They simply followed suit and threw tea leaves directly into the pot. Once the water was boiled, the fragrance was overflowing.

The hot tea made the whole body feel comfortable, and the most important thing was that no matter how you calculated it, this business would not lose money.

For a time, all places in the West Market followed suit. No matter what business they were doing, once a customer came, they had to serve tea and water in a very professional manner.

The small vendors in the West Market knew Liu Xuan, but it did not mean that everyone knew Liu Xuan.

A man about 40 years old, with a calm face, holding something from the Hu people's stall in his hand, frowned and asked: "Why are you so respectful to that young man?"

It's okay for the Tang people to be respectful, but what are the Hu people doing?

"Sir, that man is the owner of the Datang Hotel and the Marquis of Lantian of the Datang."

The man put down the goods in his hand, stood with his hands behind his back, and looked at Liu Xuan who was greeting people from afar, and couldn't help but smile.

So this is the Marquis of Lantian.