Datang Hotel: The Leisurely Life of a Chef Dad

Qin Qiong and Niu Jinda didn't say anything. On the way here, Cheng Yaojin said that when we get here, we are all ordinary people, so don't put on airs.

Just call yourself by your last name.

At that time, Yuchi Gong was dissatisfied. Your surnames all have one character, while mine has two characters. Do I call myself Lao Yuchi?

Niu Jinda chuckled: Just call him Lao Hei.

As soon as she entered the Datang Hotel, Qin Qiong felt an indescribable sense of comfort. This feeling was different from that at home.

On weekdays at home, although the charcoal pot is burning, I always feel chest tightness and shortness of breath. Even drinking and eating meat doesn't help. Every night, I always have nightmares.

As soon as he entered the house, it was like entering a cage, or Qin Qiong wanted to go out for a walk all day long.

But there is something different about this place.

There were obviously no other guests inside, but it was as warm as spring.

"Huh? Little shopkeeper, it's so warm in your main hall."

"Just in time, I'm bringing some old friends over today to have some good food. I'll have three to five portions of the Dongpo Pork and Mapo Tofu first, and two bottles of wine first."

Cheng Yaojin put the money bag into Liu Xuan's hand.

Liu Xuan was a little curious when he saw Lao Cheng like this: "Guest, have you not eaten all day?"

Even a fool can see the hungry look on Cheng Yaojin's face.

He can't even walk softly. If Li Shimin were here, he would definitely shout: Lao Cheng, can you be tougher?

"Hehe, the little shopkeeper has good eyesight, hurry up, hurry up, we can't handle it anymore."

"Those guests, wait a moment."

Liu Xuan turned around and entered the back kitchen. Yaya was putting her little hands on the stove to bake. After seeing Cheng Yaojin, Yaya's eyes widened and she looked at the people curiously.

"Swarthy uncle, why are your beards so long? Aren't you afraid of hurting people?"

Yaya made a milky sound and looked like a cute little baby. For a moment, the four of them felt comfortable.

Niu Jinda usually has a thunderous voice and is known as the Bull Demon King, but now his voice suddenly became louder.

"Little girl, what's your name?"

"My name is Yaya..."

"Oh, Yaya, how old are you?"

"I... am four years old!" Yaya counted on her fingers for a long time.

Suddenly, Yaya said excitedly: "But I can recite the Analects of Confucius!"

At this time, Yuchi Gong, Cheng Yaojin and the two were not surprised. After all, when they came here last time, Yaya and Da Zhuang lowered their heads as if muttering something. After seeing them before, it was not surprising.

But Niu Jinda and Qin Qiong became curious.

A four-year-old baby, or a girl, is probably just imitating parrots. What can it carry?

"If you don't learn etiquette, you can't stand..."

Yaya started to carry her breasts with a milky sound.

Niu Jinda suddenly became curious: "Good guy, you still remember it well."

Cheng Yaojin on the side widened his eyes: "Old Niu, you know nothing."

Niu Jinda glanced at Cheng Yaojin, then looked at Yaya: "Yaya, don't play with this dark and ugly uncle in the future. He can't read. You are so good and can recite the Analects of Confucius, but he can't recite a single sentence." ”

Yaya's eyes lit up: "Uncle, I still know what it means."

"Oh? Then tell me? If you tell me well, uncle will bring you good things in the future!"

Yaya's face tightened and she said seriously: "The meaning of this sentence is that if you don't learn etiquette to respect me, I will beat you until you can't stand..."

Well……

Guaguagua...

There seemed to be crows flying across the sky.

Qin Qiong shivered for a long time, and the beard at the corner of his mouth finally became unstretched and began to tremble violently.

"Okay, okay!"

"I like this statement!"

Niu Jinda's face twitched, and he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. Who taught this child?

Da Zhuang was holding his stomach and giggling, and Yaya looked proud.

There were only four brothers looking at each other with eight eyes, unable to say a word for a long time.

"I feel like we are not as good as Confucius."

Cheng Yaojin couldn't hold back a word for no reason.

Niu Jinda and Qin Qiong had never been to Datang Hotel, so they asked Cheng Yaojin with a smile: "Old Cheng, why don't you order some more other dishes? Don't your cows always die suddenly when nothing happens? Why don't you get some beef?" "

Cheng Yaojin rolled his eyes, leaned back, and said like an old godfather: "Look, look, you are scared."

"At first glance, you have never been to this place."

"I'm telling you, I'm not bragging. This place is unique in the Tang Dynasty. When the delicious food comes, I'm afraid you'll swallow it all."

Niu Jinda smiled: "Lao Cheng, have you ever eaten alone behind our backs?"

"It's not fair!"

Cheng Yaojin grinned: "Lao Niu, Lao Qin, it's not like I didn't wait for you, I followed that one."

For a moment, Niu Jinda and Qin Qiong understood that their co-authorship was in His Majesty's favor.

"Moreover, we came here on the opening day of Datang Hotel. During the first seven days, there were only two dishes. After seven days, two more dishes will be added. There will definitely be more and more dishes in the future."

Niu Jinda didn't say anything, but Qin Qiong couldn't sit still.

"No, if the craftsmanship is good, you won't be afraid of more delicious dishes. These days, are there still people who think it's too much money?"

Liu Xuan, who was carrying the dishes, slowly walked up. On the huge plate, there was a pile of Mapo Tofu and Dongpo Pork.

"This guest asked a good question."

"It's not that we don't want to make money. The dishes at our Datang Restaurant are all carefully selected. The secret recipes are handed down from our ancestors and cannot be revealed to others easily."

"Who in this world doesn't like money? If I could make more money, I wouldn't be so busy running around."

Hearing Liu Xuan's explanation, Qin Qiong felt it was reasonable.

Liu Xuan looked at the few people: "Everyone, try it?"

The wine and food were served, and the atmosphere immediately became lively.

Cheng Yaojin took the lead in bragging.

"Old Qin, don't look at the young age of this young shopkeeper Liu Xuan, he is a man of loyalty and righteousness."

"Of course, if he is not a man of loyalty and righteousness, how can he brew such a loyal and righteous wine?"

"You two, drink slowly, the first time, you may fall before you taste it."

Niu Jinda rolled his eyes: "Look at you, Old Cheng, you are so cowardly, can I believe it?"

Cheng Yaojin was anxious: "You don't believe me, don't you believe Lao Hei? Ask him why he was so stubborn at the beginning."

Yuchi Gong was relatively honest among the few people. He just ate the food calmly, and his eyes said it all.

This wine is extraordinary.

"I, Old Cheng, was a well-known honest man in the area. Why don't you believe me?"

Niu Jinda grinned and couldn't hold it in any longer: "Old Cheng, are you honest?"

"You were the most dishonest person in the war!"

"You said you were a cook, you had good cooking skills, and you wanted to get married... With your big and strong appearance, you are still a handsome man in the area? Not to mention girls, girls would be scared away when they see you."