Datang Hotel: The Leisurely Life of a Chef Dad

"It's you. If it's someone else, I, Liu Xuan, would not bother to deal with him."

"I'll only give you this face!"

Liu Xuan's words made Li Shimin feel even more uncomfortable. His heart was aching and his blood was burning. He could never have imagined that colored glaze would be unsalable! Help Lao Li. Colored glaze is unsalable and he can't survive!

Li Shimin grabbed Liu Xuan's arm: "Come on, brother, tell me the truth."

Liu Xuan nodded and sighed: "This has to start from the early years of Zhenguan. Lao Li, in the third year of Zhenguan, there was a monk who traveled west. Do you know about this?"

Li Shimin had heard about this incident vaguely. The monk seemed to be called Xuanzang. He was very young and very beautiful.

"Is it the handsome monk named Xuanzang?"

"Oh? What do you mean?"

Li Shimin sighed and talked about the events of the third year of Zhenguan: "At that time, there was a famine in the Tang Dynasty. Famine was something that could not be dealt with. Food was in short supply. The people could not wait for the distribution of food, and they could only make a living on their own."

Speaking of this, Li Shimin's eyes twitched twice. At that time, among the officials, some people proposed to take out all the food in the Tang Dynasty treasury to relieve the victims. This original intention was good, but Li Shimin knew that these grains would not reach the mouths of the people. Such a big world made Li Shimin very aggrieved and helpless.

At that time, Li Shimin also planned to take revenge on the Turks. External worries gave him a headache and kept him awake every night.

When the internal troubles came out, Li Shimin couldn't sleep all night, and his hair turned white.

At that time, after discussion, the ministers in the court finally decided to relax the refugee policy. Everyone could survive on their own. Without geographical restrictions, the movement of the people was no longer shackled. For a time, people lived off the land and water, and all kinds of famine escapes miraculously helped the Tang Dynasty recover.

The next year, there was a bumper harvest.

"You and I are both in Chang'an. You may not know the situation at that time. At that time, the people exchanged their children for food. It was a fluke among flukes that they could survive. Suddenly one day, when I went out, I met a few people who were discussing a monk. The monk was very beautiful and quite famous in Chang'an. His name was Xuanzang."

Liu Xuan smiled: "So that's what happened."

"Old Li, you only know one thing, not the other!"

Liu Xuan's eyes flickered. Li Shimin, Li Shimin, you only know that he was a very beautiful monk, but you don't know that there are other stories about this monk, right?

"The Xuanzang you heard about is different from the Xuanzang I heard about."

"The Xuanzang you heard about was naturally a monk at the age of 13 and received full ordination at the age of 21. He traveled all over the country and visited famous teachers. Later, he petitioned the court to go to the West to study, but was not allowed. Is that so?"

Li Shimin nodded: "Yes, he is just an ordinary monk."

Liu Xuan smiled: "I want to talk about this Xuanzang, you must listen carefully, Lao Li."

"Xuanzang grew up in a temple since he was a child. There is no other reason. He has been in the temple since he opened his eyes and has been in the temple since he can remember. Everyone is curious. Is he the child of a monk in the temple? In fact, this has to start from a Haizhou man named Chen Guangrui..."

Liu Xuan said, and the surprise on Li Shimin's face became more intense, sometimes laughing, sometimes shocked.

Especially when he heard that Chen Guangrui's soul was taken away by the Dragon King and Chen Guangrui's wife gave herself to the robber...

Li Shimin was so angry that he forgot that this was a story and really thought that something had happened in the Tang Dynasty.

When Liu Xuan talked about Guanyin appearing in the world and assigning Tang Monk to go to the West to obtain scriptures, Li Shimin could no longer sit still and immediately pulled Liu Xuan's arm: "Brother, according to what you said, Chen Xuanzang is my...real emperor sworn brother?"

"That's natural. Anyway, believe it or not, go ask your emperor relative. I wonder if he will tell you."

Li Shimin sneered in his heart, Liu Xuan, you are afraid that you don't know your elder brother's identity at all, now let you be proud for a while, and after a few days, I will reveal my identity and scare you by saying my name!

"Brother, go on, tell me about this Xuanzang, what is his relationship with our Liuli?"

Liu Xuan looked at Li Shimin as if he was looking at a fool.

"Now, you know Xuanzang's true identity. He is the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi, a good man for ten generations. Even demons want to eat such a good man."

"Tell me, if someone takes out the glass that was consecrated by Master Xuanzang, also known as Jin Chanzi, the great disciple of Buddha, in Chang'an, will this glass be bought?"

Li Shimin thought without hesitation: "Of course! I'll buy one first!"

"Okay, then if this thing costs 10,000 strings, are you willing to buy it?"

Li Shimin sneered: "Not to mention 10,000 strings, even 100,000 strings is not impossible!"

Liu Xuan nodded: "That's right."

Liu Xuan used this method last time, but it was used to deceive those monks at that time.

This time, it has to be used to deceive those people with bad intentions.

"After two days, you can talk to your emperor relative and tell the world that the Tang Dynasty has been blessed with good fortune in recent years, with favorable weather and good harvests, and the people are happy."

"Then spread the word in Chang'an that the reason why the Tang Dynasty is so successful is all because of the monk named Xuanzang, who left many Buddhist treasures for the Tang Dynasty, including the consecrated glass jar."

Li Shimin suddenly realized: This is a scam!

"Brother, if this method doesn't work, won't people point fingers at you and scold you?"

"Do you still care about this?" Liu Xuan looked at Li Shimin with a look of disappointment, "You have already lost a lot of money, just change it into money, why do you care so much?"

Liu Xuan felt that Li Shimin should learn from some capitalists in later generations. After all, making money is enough, and there is no need for conscience.

"Don't worry, Lao Li, no one will know who did this kind of thing. Even if there is a bad reputation, it is the current emperor who bears it, and it has nothing to do with you."

Li Shimin nodded subconsciously, and then immediately froze, shaking his head frantically: "That won't work, that won't work."

The current emperor is me, and I am the current emperor.

So this pot will be accidentally put on my head? This won't work! I, Li Shimin, am upright and honest, and my actions are pure and innocent...

"From the look of you, it seems that you are not happy?"

"Then forget it!" Liu Xuan got up and prepared to get something to eat.

Li Shimin immediately grabbed Liu Xuan: "My dear brother, my dear brother, hey, my dear brother."

This flattering smile and ashamed look on his face are not like the emperor of the Tang Dynasty at all.

Have you ever seen the emperor of the Tang Dynasty laugh like the bald man who tells a talk show in later generations? That sleazy expression is full of a sense of denial.