Datang Hotel: The Leisurely Life of a Chef Dad

Changsun Ying had enough to eat and drink, and Fang Yiyu was naturally indispensable.

Stinky tofu appeared for the first time in the entire Datang Hotel, and the entire Chang'an was stunned.

Many people went to the West Market to buy groceries this morning. People from Tang Dynasty hurried out while the weather was a little warm. They wanted to go home after shopping before the sky was covered by clouds. They just stepped into the West Market. The city stood there, stunned.

Changsun Wuji went out to seek medicine from a barbarian in the West City. He felt inexplicably stuffy in his heart, and there was an indescribable smell in his nostrils.

"Laifu, where are you going?"

Changsun Wuji's voice floated out from the carriage.

Changsun Chong has been having diarrhea for more than ten days in a row. His body seems to be possessed by an evil spirit. He eats and poops all the time. He is so weak that he has been unable to stand for the past two days.

All kinds of famous doctors in Chang'an came to see him, but they couldn't find any problem, and they were all helpless.

Changsun Wuji heard that there were some barbarians in the West Market of Chang'an. They had never been in such a situation before, because there was a famous doctor from the Western Regions hidden in the West Market.

"Master, we've arrived at the West Market."

"West Market?" Changsun Wuji frowned, "Has a livestock stall opened in West Market? Why is the smell so bad?"

Although the West Market on weekdays still smells like groceries, it is not like today. There is an unpleasant smell in the air, just like...

Changsun Wuji sighed: "The West Market is getting worse day by day."

The driver of the car was the eldest servant of Changsun Wuji's family. At this time, he looked in the direction of Liquanfang: "Sir, there are many people at the junction of West Market and Liquanfang. There seems to be something strange."

Changsun Wuji opened the curtain and looked at Liquanfang not far away. The mansions of the foreigners who had been received by Honglu Temple in Chang'an seemed to be in front of Liquanfang. There are many barbarians in Quanfang, so it seems that this matter was caused by barbarians.

"It's just the tricks of some barbarians. Hu people like to sensationalize."

Laifu stared blankly not far away: "Sir, it seems to be the Datang Hotel."

"Huh? Datang Hotel?"

Changsun Wuji's eyes lit up: "Datang Hotel, what can't you do?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible. Where is the Datang Hotel? It's a shop opened by Lan Tianhou. How could it be possible to make such disgusting things?"

Laifu was also feeling aggrieved, covering his nose, but he always had to breathe through his mouth, right?

But there was that smell in the air, which was unbearable. Even though he was covering his nose, as long as he loosened his hand a little, he could smell the faint scent.

"What's going on? Are these people pouring hot water into the pit?"

Laifu muttered.

At this moment, a group of people had returned from the direction of Liquanfang. When they came back, they were holding their stomachs and patting their bellies with satisfaction, as if they had eaten and drank enough. Everyone had a smile on their face. Walking and joking.

"Laifu, go and ask." Changsun Wuji reminded.

"Yes, sir."

Laifu looks like a domestic servant, but no one dares to look down upon him. Whose domestic servant wears silk clothes?

"May I ask some brothers, are you returning from Liquanfang?"

Several people looked at Laifu, then raised their hands and saluted: "Brother, you're welcome, that's where we came back from."

Laifu nodded: "I just saw you coming from that way, and there are so many people there that I don't know what's going on."

"So I want to ask some brothers."

Several people laughed: "Brother, don't be polite, we just had dinner over there and went to Datang Hotel."

Datang Hotel? Laifu was stunned, it turned out to be the Datang Hotel.

Thinking about it, only Datang Hotel in the entire West Market can make such a move.

"I dare to ask some brothers, why is there such a thing in the Western Market today..."

Several people who had just eaten smiled mysteriously: "Brother, you don't know that a new dish appeared in Datang Hotel today, and the name of this dish is stinky tofu."

"Stinky tofu is what you smell. Of course, we felt a little strange at first and didn't dare to eat it."

While talking, several people grinned: "But after we had a piece, we couldn't stop. Tsk tsk, I have to say that the stinky tofu in the Datang Hotel is really delicious. According to the owner of the Datang Hotel In other words, this is a snack that smells bad and tastes delicious!”

Not long after, Laifu returned and told Changsun Wuji what he had seen. Changsun Wuji had doubts on his face: "Smells bad, eats delicious?"

"I don't believe it."

"Laifu, remember to go over there and ask if you can get someone to take one away."

"I heard that in Datang Hotel, all the guests who are dining are willing to help, as long as you pay."

Upon hearing this, Laifu immediately felt the wind at his feet. He stopped covering his nose and ran towards Datang Hotel.

This method is also available on weekdays, but generally speaking, guests at the Datang Hotel disdain to do this.

After all, who is a vulgar person who can eat here?

Who lacks this little money? Since there is no shortage of money, wouldn't it be very unpleasant for him to be disturbed?

Laifu stood outside the Datang Hotel, pacing back and forth, not daring to go in. Liu Renyuan and Xue Rengui looked at him outside the door and soon understood what he was doing.

"Guest, what are you doing, walking around?"

Lai Fu had a melancholy look on his face, and he breathed weakly: "You two warriors, you don't know, my master is dying now."

"I heard that the Tang Dynasty Restaurant has a new dish today, and he wants to have a bite before..."

Liu Renyuan and Xue Rengui are not cruel people. They are extremely cruel to their enemies, but to ordinary people, they are the kind of people who are truly compassionate.

They all came from the bottom, and no one is better than the other.

"You are too much, your master is really dying? You didn't lie to me?"

Lai Fu had a sad face: "Really, my master is really dying, he wanted to try today's new dishes before he died, if there is any lie, I... my master will not die well!"

Liu Renyuan and Xue Rengui looked at each other and couldn't say a word for a long time.

I have seen people swearing poisonous oaths, but I have never seen such a poisonous oath.

"Your master is lucky to have a servant like you!"

At this time, not far away, in the carriage, Changsun Wuji sneezed several times in a row, and suddenly wrapped himself tightly in the blanket. "Could it be that Chong'er is talking nonsense at home again? Why is my nose always itchy?"

When Lai Fu came back, Changsun Wuji had fallen asleep.

Lai Fu smiled and put the box in front of Changsun Wuji.