Datang Hotel: The Leisurely Life of a Chef Dad

At this time, the first batch of customers saw the brand of stinky tofu and asked with a smile: "What is this stinky tofu? It costs 100 yuan per serving. It seems to be a vegetarian dish, right?"

The maids smiled and saluted: "This is today's new dish. If the guests want to try it, you can try it."

After these maids were trained one by one, their expressions, smiles, and words made the diners unable to stop. They had enough food and sex, and the last two words had no choice but to go to the brothel to find excitement.

A rich businessman with a big belly stood up slowly: "Here comes a piece of stinky tofu, another piece of chicken feet, another piece of boiled fish, and a bowl of rice..."

"I also want a piece of stinky tofu...and some more..."

When the ordering sound came, Liu Renyuan and Xue Rengui outside the door seemed a little stunned.

The two looked at the people lining up and murmured.

"Old Xue, what is this stinky tofu? Why haven't I heard the Marquis talk about it before?"

Xue Rengui looked at Liu Renyuan's appearance, shook his head and sighed: "Tofu, you should know this, right? It's the thing created by Liu An, the king of Huainan."

"I know this."

"That's right, tofu, haven't we eaten Mapo tofu before?" Xue Rengui looked disdainful, "You haven't forgotten this, have you?"

Liu Renyuan immediately raised his head and said, "Oh, alas, you can't talk nonsense. When I was eating Mapo tofu, you weren't here yet."

"You don't know, Chang'an City is very fond of Mapo Tofu. Literati and poets came here several times, all for the Mapo Tofu. There are even rumors that the tofu used by the Marquis was grinded by a beautiful woman herself. , with the fragrance of beauty.”

"Do you know what they call this?"

Xue Rengui really didn't know that he didn't like going to brothels.

"Tofu Xishi grinds tofu, and the Mapo tofu made by the Marquis is called Xishi Madou!"

Xue Rengui frowned, vaguely feeling that there was something wrong with the name, but he couldn't tell what was wrong, and it didn't sound like there was anything wrong with it.

"Think about it, this stinky tofu and Mapo tofu should be made in different ways, but I can't figure out what the stinky thing means." Xue Rengui had a headache. After arriving at the Hou Mansion, he discovered some problems, many things I’ve never heard of it, I’ve never seen it before, it’s the first time for a big girl to get on the sedan chair!

Last time Xue Rengui wanted to help Liu Xuan, he almost wasted a pig leg. That day he found out that the pig leg was going to be made into something called ham.

At that time, Xue Rengui was laughed at for three days in the Marquis's mansion. It was really humiliating to go around in circles with his bare bottom.

Very soon!

In the main hall of Datang Hotel, the smell of dishes seemed to begin to float out. At this time, the main hall of Datang Hotel was a little different from the past.

Eerily quiet, a long silence.

Liu Renyuan felt something unusual. There seemed to be some inappropriate smell in his nostrils.

"Old Xue, do you smell anything?"

Xue Rengui pointed to his nose: "I caught a cold last night and my nose was blocked."

Liu Renyuan looked at Xue Rengui with a sad face. At this moment, he also wished that his nose was blocked.

Looking inside, the scene inside is unforgettable.

A group of diners stared at the neatly arranged plate of tofu on the table and fell into deep thought.

There was no happy enjoyment on their faces, only a look of surprise and a cautious temptation.

I am afraid that this dish is a trap and will make them die.

But I believe in Liu Xuan’s craftsmanship. Wouldn’t it be a pity if I didn’t eat it?

Smell the smell, between eating and not eating, my heart beats repeatedly, pounding.

Until Luo Wangu and Yang Liufang seemed to have made up their minds.

"Brother Yang, eldest brother will never trick us. This food must be delicious! Even if it smells bad, like that..."

Yang Liufang felt his chest rising and falling: "Brother Luo, I believe in you."

"Yes, believe me, brother!"

The two of them picked up a chopstick and stuffed it into their mouths. The nostrils of the Tang people who had not yet experienced the baptism of famous Chinese dishes in later generations were still relatively sharp.

But the next moment, Luo Wangu's struggling and tangled face stretched out instantly, like a chrysanthemum blooming slowly, and a look of enjoyment slowly took over the high point of the expression on his face.

Looking at Yang Liufang again, the other diners were even more confused.

Yang Liufang sucked her lips and moaned softly, as if she was singing a tune, or like the dissatisfied protests of men that could often be heard in brothels.

"Ouch, ouch haha...that's weird, that's weird."

"I just thought the taste was a bit disgusting, but this texture and the feeling of eating it are so damn comfortable..."

Yang Liufang became vulgar directly, and I don't blame him. The main reason is that the contrast between the before and after stuff like stinky tofu is so great that Yang Liufang is now in a state of confusion.

Three times five times two, he seemed to be crazy, crazily stuffing the black tofu pieces into his mouth. This scene directly frightened the other diners.

The pot-bellied businessman has also experienced strong winds and waves in his life. He used to sell fish. The bigger the waves, the more expensive the fish.

Taking a deep breath, the smell almost turned him upside down.

But the next moment, after putting a piece of tofu into his mouth, he felt as if there was a strange fragrance wafting between his mouth, and the smell of the marinade in the innermost part came to his mind instantly...

"Delicious! So fragrant!"

All of a sudden, the smell in my nostrils was not so stinky anymore, but instead had a different fragrance.

"This stinky tofu is really magical. Fortunately, I came today, otherwise I would have missed such a delicious food."

The diners all watched and followed suit. Some people ate it, and naturally others followed suit. The next moment, the sound of humming and humming continued to sound.

A strange scene appeared in the Datang Restaurant again today.

I don't know when, the people outside the door covered their noses one by one, but when they heard the sound of eating inside, they couldn't help swallowing their saliva.

Li Yuan and Li Chenggan stood in the cold wind, and when they lined up, some unbearable colors appeared on their faces.

"Grandpa, this thing is so smelly, why do they eat it so deliciously?"

Li Yuan's chest was also heaving: "These grandsons, they don't even know what happened inside, the smell is like a toilet, but the sound of their lips is so loud..."

Li Yuan spoke a little loudly, and for a moment, everyone around him looked at him with a kind of resentment in their eyes, as if saying: Damn, can you not talk nonsense in a dining place? If you can't speak, don't speak.

"Hello, you guys in front, why is the smell so strong."

Someone finally realized that they had to ask.

"It smells bad, but it tastes delicious!" A response appeared in the Tang Dynasty Restaurant.