Datang Hotel: The Leisurely Life of a Chef Dad

After Liu Xuan finished speaking, Liu Renyuan grinned: "Master Hou, are we a little anxious? If we do it one by one, we can make money for a long time."

Liu Renyuan is not stupid. If the popularity of one book goes down and another one continues, the whole of Chang'an will be excited.

But that would also attract trouble, but Lan Tianhou was the backer, who would dare to do anything wrong?

But Liu Xuan had different considerations. These two books should be published at the same time. Some people like monkeys, and some people like heroes. Each has its own characteristics.

He knew what Liu Renyuan was thinking, but Liu Renyuan did not know that even if other booksellers wanted to reproduce the Water Margin and Journey to the West stories, their equipment would not allow it.

The cost is extremely high and it is impossible to continue doing it.

Nowadays, the booksellers in Chang'an and even the entire Tang Dynasty are basically the children of wealthy families, and they are vassals of officials. Since the people can't get benefits, there is no need to exist.

"After the bookstore opens, it will also have to go through the wholesale process. By then, many people will definitely come to the factory. Just like sugar and glass, after wholesale, they will sell it by themselves, and it will have nothing to do with us."

Liu Renyuan was very unwilling and a little melancholy: "Master Hou, that is a golden mountain. Are we going to let it go to them?"

"If we sell it ourselves, I don't even dare to think how much we can make..."

Liu Xuan patted Liu Renyuan on the shoulder: "You guy, I don't think you seem to have no brains on weekdays, but you are very sophisticated in your calculations."

Liu Renyuan scratched his head in embarrassment.

"You only know one thing, but you don't know the other. There are so many people doing business in the world. If we make all the money, some people will dislike us and replace us."

"But they don't know those methods." Liu Renyuan said anxiously.

Liu Xuan shook his head: "You don't understand. Many people can figure out these things by themselves as long as they are given a direction."

"But if I only sell at a cost price, I will make a little money. After they buy it, they will sell it everywhere and make a profit. I believe that within a year, our products will be everywhere in the world, and countless people will rely on them. We made a living from the factory in Lantian. At that time, do you think even if someone wanted to touch us, would they dare? "

Liu Renyuan was shocked. It is easy to go from frugality to luxury, but it is difficult to go from luxury to frugality. This is a truth he knows.

If someone really enjoys the convenience of these factories run by Mr. Hou, then they will definitely not want to go back.

Thinking of this, Liu Renyuan suddenly realized that this young Marquis was not a little smart, he was the smartest person in the world.

Often the smartest people will always choose the safest method.

"Master Hou, I understand!"

"Oh? What do you understand?"

"That, that... you are using the emperor to command the princes! We are asking the people to stand with us!"

Xue Rengui on the side heard this and immediately covered Liu Renyuan's mouth: "You can't talk nonsense, it will bring trouble to Mr. Hou."

Liu Renyuan struggled to break away, and then spat a few times: "What does your hand smell like?"

Xue Rengui took a deep breath and grinned: "My feet were itchy just now, so I picked them between my fingers..."

"Ugh~"

…

As soon as it dawned, there were already more people outside Datang Hotel.

Liu Xuan got up early and opened the restaurant today, which was to bring a mysterious dish.

A cool breeze blew through the entire street, and it was extremely cold, blowing on my face like a razor blade.

The enthusiasm of the people in line is like a flame that will not go out. No matter how strong the wind blows, they remain strong.

The tea stalls on both sides have changed people, but they still have the same taste.

It's been a long time since Li Shimin came here last time, and today is the day when the West Market Bookstore opens.

Datang's Bookstore, to put it bluntly, is the name applied for. It can also be called a bookstore, but after all, a bookstore does not sound domineering and formal like a bookstore.

Just like many places with feasting and entertainment in later generations, they cannot be called goulan or prostitute management, but must be called clubs. Only in this way can they appear high-end and classy.

Even if it’s the pink light in the alley by the roadside, it will make you feel at home with so-and-so’s house.

This is the packaging.

Today, among the people queuing outside the door, there were many familiar faces.

Liu Xuan noticed Li Chengqian and Li Yuan.

The grandfather and grandson seemed to be exercising. They stood in place in the early morning, one looked more like a monkey than the other, as if there were thorns all over their body, and they moved from time to time.

At this time, Li Chengqian was sweating profusely, and Li Yuan was calm and relaxed, letting out a long breath.

White mist spit out and dissipated quickly.

After Yaya and Da Zhuang were sent to the candy store by Liu Xuan, Liu Xuan asked Liu Renyuan to open the door to welcome the guests.

In the backyard, Chang Sun Ying started chopping firewood again.

"The waist and horse become one!"

"Practice in the summer, practice in the summer, practice in the winter!"

"No, it's summer training for three days and winter training for three days!"

Changsun Ying muttered something in her mouth and was extremely excited: "Liu Xuan, you are here!"

"Is there anything good to eat in the morning?"

Liu Xuan was not in a hurry today and looked at Changsun Ying: "You didn't eat in the morning?"

Changsun Ying blushed and nodded. Why would she want to eat in the morning when a place like Datang Hotel existed?

Besides, since Chang Sun Chong lay down and couldn't get up, Chang Sun Ying felt much more comfortable no matter what he did.

There has to be someone in the family who gets scolded, right?

"Today, I'm going to get something magical today. You'll know about this thing in a while."

Liu Xuan kept it a secret, then went straight into the kitchen.

At other times, two dishes were served at a time, but today was different. Liu Xuan planned to serve only one dish.

Stinky tofu!

Liu Xuan had been to the Datang Restaurant last night. At that time, he bought 100 kilograms of tofu and the finished marinade in the system, and soaked it all night.

Opening the two black jars, a familiar smell came to his face.

Looking at the thoroughly soaked tofu, Liu Xuan smiled, heated the oil in a pan, and prepared to fry it.

Stinky tofu smells stinky, but tastes delicious. It has a crispy skin and a soft inside, and it has an excellent taste. It is a special existence that is popular in the streets and alleys in the future. Almost everyone has heard of the name of stinky tofu.

The stinky tofu prepared by Liu Xuan has not yet gone through the final frying stage.

After taking the tofu out of the jar, drying it, and washing away the impurities, Liu Xuan put the tofu into the flour basin. After sticking the flour, there was a layer of paste on the tofu, and it was quickly thrown into the oil pan.

Watching the tofu cubes rising and falling in the oil pan gradually turn golden, and the smell of tofu itself slowly wafting out, Liu Xuan smiled with satisfaction.

After dreaming about stinky tofu two days ago, Liu Xuan decided that he couldn't let the people of the Tang Dynasty slip through the net. The stinky tofu poisoning began!