Datang Hotel: The Leisurely Life of a Chef Dad

"Brother Liu, you're welcome."

"I mean, if your grandfather has a good relationship with me, then if it's done, you'll have to pay more."

Li Chengqian was confused by Liu Xuan's sudden turn.

He had never heard such strange words in his life.

For a moment, his heart began to throb, and the look on his face gradually became excited.

"That's for sure, that's for sure!"

Liu Xuan looked at Li Chengqian and began to feel worried.

Li Chengqian's foot injury is famous in history. Liu Xuan has no feelings for Li Chengqian's brothers, but that doesn't mean he has no feelings for money.

When Li Chengqian made a move just now, he gave quite a lot. I, Liu Xuan, don't like money, but it would be too hypocritical to refuse even the money that comes to my door.

Hypocritical people are only worthy of being cannon fodder for aliens.

In Liu Xuan's eyes at this time, Li Chengqian was like a Trisolaran with countless black technologies. I know all your past and present lives, but you know nothing about me.

"Tell me about this foot injury?"

"Don't panic. I'm going to make some food. You work with me and talk while you're doing it."

Li Chengqian became excited again, and he didn't know why. Hearing the word "work" made him feel a different feeling in his heart.

This feeling is different from the feeling taught by the great scholars in the palace. This feeling is completely different.

No wonder my father said he had to go out and do something.

In the backyard, Li Chengqian held a big ax in his hand and chopped down the firewood.

Click!

The firewood broke into two pieces. Li Chengqian wiped his forehead and felt a little breathless.

Although I haven't done much of this kind of work in the past few years, I still know a little bit about practicing martial arts and wielding a sword.

However, due to a foot injury, I haven't moved much in the past few years. When I move, I feel a little nervous.

"Chop more and I'll cook."

Li Chengqian nodded, and the sweat on his forehead began to turn cold.

"I heard that Brother Liu's cooking skills are unparalleled in the world. I have always longed for it, but I just didn't have the chance."

Liu Xuan nodded: "It doesn't matter, just keep chopping firewood."

"Speaking of which, you should go out and walk around more on weekdays. It doesn't matter if your feet are not strong, you have to come out and do something a man should do, otherwise you will be too weak."

Li Chengqian smiled awkwardly, he thought so too, but the palace is not a garden for ordinary people. He can come and leave whenever he wants.

"My foot injury can be traced back to when I was riding a horse when I was a child. I fell off the horse and lay in bed for three months. At that time, my father asked a famous doctor to see him and he said that he would recover slowly. ”

"But this wait is seven years."

Li Chengqian was chopping firewood and sweating profusely as he recounted his experience of enduring illness over the years. Sometimes it was three months, sometimes it was five months, sometimes it was a year, but every year he recovered after a period of time. It broke out suddenly again, and never for a year was it complete and painless.

While talking, Li Chengqian couldn't help but curiously poked his head towards Liu Xuan to see what he was doing.

It didn't matter at this glance. In an instant, Li Chengqian felt as if a pot had exploded.

In the kitchen at this time, under the light, golden things came into view. The moment Li Chengqian looked at it, the aroma suddenly hit him. No one could stop it and there was no way to escape.

There seemed to be ten thousand insects crawling rapidly in his nostrils.

So fragrant...

Gulu...

Deep in the throat, saliva kept surging. It only took one or two breaths to fill it up. If you swallow it, your mouth will soon be filled.

As a prince, he still has some self-cultivation after so many years. Faced with these things, he cannot make a fuss. After all, he will be an emperor in the future.

But even though Li Chengqian grew up in fine clothes and fine food, he had never smelled such a fragrant smell.

Liu Xuan is frying small crispy pork at the moment. For Yaya and Da Zhuang, this is their first time to eat small crispy pork. The last time Yaya was greedy, she wanted to eat pork. Liu Xuan and Ya Ya made a three-chapter rule. As long as you complete the homework in advance and not a single question is wrong, you can eat.

Yaya finished it today, so she should be rewarded.

It was late at night, there were still light snowflakes in the sky, and the lights of Lantian Marquis Mansion were flickering.

From the roof, the person outside the kitchen door looked like a beggar, staring blankly inside, with crystal water stains flowing from the corners of his mouth.

"Li Qian?"

Liu Xuan's voice came. At this moment, Li Chengqian opened his mouth slightly and wanted to speak, but what greeted him was a stream of water spurting out of his mouth.

The look of embarrassment appeared on Li Chengqian's face again.

"You keep chopping firewood, you're a man, you have to experience this feeling."

"After you return home, you have nothing to do but chop wood. You are in good health and everything is fine. I heard from your grandfather that you are the eldest son of the family, and you will be the mainstay of the family in the future."

"The body is the mainstay!"

Li Chengqian can no longer hear these words. There is only one thought in his mind: "Eat, eat, eat!"

This fragrance stimulates his sense of smell, the delicious taste of fried food, and the temptation for the ancients are endless.

No one can say no to fried chicken legs.

The chicken legs in Liu Xuan's hands were coated with cornstarch, rolled in egg liquid, and then coated with a layer of crispy meat powder.

Zila~

In the oil pot, the pot steam floated up, and in the fish oil lamplight, it was as if there was a mist floating out of the chicken legs, which seemed to be the soul of the chicken.

Six chicken legs and a plate of crispy meat. When they were done, Liu Xuan untied his apron and said with a smile, "Let's go to the main hall."

Li Chenggan was stunned for a moment and nodded vigorously. He didn't want to talk anymore and just wanted to eat.

"Brother Liu, don't you need the firewood I chopped?"

"Well, I don't really need it. There's too much inside. I just want you to chop firewood and exercise your body."

Li Chenggan looked at Liu Xuan's back and smelled the tempting fragrance floating in the air. He fell into deep thought.

Snowflakes surrounded him, but he didn't feel cold at all. He just felt sweating all over.

For so many years, from childhood to adulthood, he had never been so excited.

Seeing Liu Xuan was like seeing an old friend. This person is good!

"Brother, why do you always grin from time to time?"

Yaya held the chicken leg in her hand and looked at Li Chenggan who was also chewing the chicken leg, "Brother, have you never eaten meat?"

After saying that, Yaya did not forget to push the small crispy meat dipped in sauce to Li Chenggan: "Eat more, come here when you have nothing to do, Grandpa Gan is really, he made you so hungry."

Da Zhuang on the side was eating silently.

Yaya looked like a little adult, and Li Chenggan suddenly felt a warm current in his heart.

For so many years, really, no one has ever cared whether he has eaten enough.

Tears began to flow uncontrollably.