Datang Hotel: The Leisurely Life of a Chef Dad

"Your Majesty, are you still going to General Cheng's place?"

"I'm not going. I want to go back and think about digging the ancestral grave... no, digging the black stone."

Although Liu Renyuan didn't know what the black stone was, he knew it was important when he saw His Majesty's cautious look after coming out.

I couldn't help but look at the Datang Hotel. Outside the door, there was the naive big man and the four-year-old girl Yaya who were counting ants at the door.

This is still a really mysterious place.

…

In the evening, the sun sets.

There was deathly silence in Cheng Mansion.

From Cheng Yaojin's Xixian Cui family to ordinary servants, they all kept silent today for fear of saying the wrong thing.

After all, my father-in-law has not recovered after eating badly yesterday. He has vomiting and diarrhea. The young father-in-law tried it and almost turned his intestines out.

If you say the wrong thing at this time, you may be beaten to death.

In the huge room, the fire was burning brightly, there were three beds, and three dark men were lying in a row.

Beside the bed, there was another man sitting with a slightly red face, it was Qin Qiong and Qin Shubao.

"Brothers and sisters, it's been a day. Doctor Sun said that the vomiting and diarrhea are almost gone. Is it time to wake up?"

Cui's eyes were sad and swollen.

"General Qin, tell me this... Doctor Sun was in disbelief yesterday. Is there no cook in our house? Is it that we can't cook delicious meals?"

"He insisted on doing it himself. He said he found the secret method from the book and planned to open a restaurant in the future..."

The more Cui talked, the angrier she became, and then she burst into tears.

Qin Qiong sighed. He had been sitting here for a day, and now he was weak. He could eat something, and the Cheng family had prepared a lot of food, but he couldn't take a bite.

His old friend and brother was lying on the couch, unconscious.

Cheng Yaojin was doing better, at least his chest was rising and falling, and his breathing was smooth. Niu Jinda could still foam at the corners of his mouth from time to time. The worst was Yu Chigong, who suddenly ran out of breath and started to breathe again after a while.

Qin Qiong feels more tired today than during those days when she was recovering from illness.

"Cough cough cough cough..."

Suddenly, a violent cough came.

The black man on the outside stood up suddenly!

Yuchi Gong's eyes widened like bells, and he looked around in horror. After a long time, he took a long breath: "It turns out, it's not the underworld."

Immediately afterwards, Niu Jinda slowly opened his mouth, and a mouthful of white foam shot out like a sharp arrow, shooting straight to the roof.

Pfft...

Qin Qiong was stunned and looked at Cheng Yaojin.

A snoring sound slowly floated...

Qin Qiong's face turned dark.

There were even black lines on Cui's face.

Since the change of dynasties, these elders of the Tang Dynasty have been proud to marry women with five surnames and seven looks. After Cheng Yaofa's wife died of illness, Li Shimin began to matchmaking.

Although Ms. Cui was not a shrew, she couldn't help it at this moment.

"Cheng Zhijie, get up!"

After a while, the four brothers were squatting in the yard, warming themselves by the fire, their faces turning green from time to time.

"Old Qin, you are not feeling well, let's go inside."

"No, it's too stuffy in the house, please be more comfortable outside."

Qin Qiong smiled bitterly.

Yu Chigong sighed: "Isn't there nothing that Divine Doctor Sun can do? You and I have been fighting for many years and have made great achievements. We kill people when we stand in the way, and we kill gods when we stand in the way of gods. I never imagined that God would be so unfair."

Qin Qiong stroked his beard and smiled, looking at the three of them: "I, Qin Qiong, have gone through more than 200 battles in my life as a soldier. I have been seriously injured many times. I have shed several tons of blood before and after. How can I not get sick?"

"It's just a minor illness, no big deal! Come on, let's find a place to have a drink!"

Cheng Yaojin, Niu Jinda, and Yuchi Gong had embarrassment on their faces. After all, after eating the pork that looked like a dark dish yesterday, they now feel nauseated when they see it.

"Farewell, I'm going back to sleep." Niu Jinda felt very uncomfortable, foaming at the mouth from time to time, "Old Cheng, I don't know what he added to it, I'm obviously hungry right now with my chest touching my back. , but just refused to take a bite of food.”

Yuchi Gong weakly pulled the unburnt wood in the fire: "It's over, it's over, I won't be able to enjoy the delicious food of Chang'an in the Tang Dynasty for many days."

Cheng Yaojin couldn't bear to worry about it. It was fine if the three brothers didn't mention it. When they mentioned it, he felt uncomfortable.

"What's wrong with the pork? I, Old Cheng, also have good intentions."

"I, Cheng Yaojin, have been no weaker than others all my life. I have wanted to be a cook since I was a child. If we hadn't gone to war that year, I would have been a chef from all over the country. Huh, you don't know. In those days, cooks were very good at cooking, but Very popular.”

"In addition, our old Cheng is also a handsome young man from far away from home. It is reasonable to ask for a wife, right?"

After the words fell, no one answered, only the cool breeze kept blowing in the wind.

There were also rounds of eye rolls.

"Let's go have a drink. I know a good place!" Cheng Yaojin curled his lips.

…

When the drumbeat of the curfew sounded, Cheng Yaojin and the four of them walked on the road with great swagger.

One of the four brothers is thicker than the other, and one is wider than the other.

The patrolling soldiers were just about to come over and scold them when they noticed the stern faces of several people, and then obediently stepped aside.

There is nothing we can do, these are the fierce men of the Tang Dynasty, we cannot afford to offend them.

curfew? That's for the common people. Nobles never have curfews!

In the Datang Hotel, the fire was warm. Liu Xuan looked at the new stove he had just installed and was very satisfied.

After adding firewood, the lid was closed, and streams of green smoke slowly floated out of the chimney. Before it floated out for long, it was swept away by the wind and swallowed into the black night.

"Yaya, Dazhuang, wash your hands!"

Dazhuang can wash his hands by himself. After all, he is old. Except for his slow reaction, he has no other problems and is in surprisingly good health.

Especially with his honest face, naive and innocent eyes.

Yaya is not so good. Standing there, she can't reach the copper basin on the shelf. She can only roll up her sleeves, tiptoe, and raise her little hands high.

"Aye, Yaya is so tired after playing in the mud today. I want to eat."

Liu Xuan pinched Yaya's nose: "You eat right after playing in the mud. Aren't you afraid of worms growing in your stomach?"

"The worms crawl out of your stomach at night and crawl around..."

Yaya's face was tangled up: "Aye, I washed my hands."

"Washing hands doesn't work. There are many bad worms that you can't see. They can't be washed away. They starved to death tonight and can be washed away tomorrow."

Yaya seemed unhappy: "But, but, Yaya still has a big bad wolf in her stomach. The big bad wolf ate the worms!"

Yaya danced with excitement as if she had discovered some bug.

Anyway, she just wanted to eat.

"No, the big bad wolf eats the worms and crawls out of your stomach. It will also eat you, Aye, and Dazhuang..."

Just at this moment, a loud voice came from outside the door.

"Little shopkeeper, hurry up, Lao Cheng, I'm starving!"