Datang Hotel: The Leisurely Life of a Chef Dad

I happily got some poems from Liu Xuan, but the three brothers Cheng Yaojin were aggrieved when they memorized them.

If he hadn't known that the three of them were reciting poems, Liu Xuan subconsciously thought that they were constipated.

No wonder children can't write. "Excellence" in co-writing is hereditary.

Niu Jinda suggested writing down those poems, but Cheng Yaojin just stared at him: "I just recited them to give Feng Yuelou face, why don't I write them down?"

The main reason is that he can't write. Even if he can write a few words, they are as ugly as ghost drawings and cannot be used. Otherwise, a character like Lao Cheng will never refuse any opportunity to show off and show off.

The three of them stumbled and recited it like a mantra before leaving the Lantian Marquis Mansion. However, when they left, they seemed to have discovered something unusual.

Liu Renyuan and Xue Rengui came in through the main entrance with people carrying huge boxes.

When he saw Cheng Yaojin and the others, he nodded.

Cheng Yaojin was puzzled. The Lantian Marquis Mansion lacked everything, so what were the boxes they brought back from outside?

I didn't think much about it, after all, what happened in the brothel today was more important.

Far away, when the people in Pingkangfang were preparing to celebrate the Lantern Festival, they suddenly felt that something unusual appeared.

People raised their heads and looked at the sky. It turned out that someone was pulling up a red banner on the Fengyue Tower, across a street, and hung it on two buildings. It was extremely magnificent.

At this moment, people exclaimed.

"Is this Feng Yue Lou's work?"

"No wonder some people say that tonight's Fengyue Tower may shock the entire Tang Dynasty. It turns out that is the case. This banner alone is enough to shock."

"Brother, do you know why we hang up such a huge banner?"

"I don't know, brother, do you know a little bit about the inside story?"

"Brother, let me tell you, tonight there may be some powerful scholars from the Tang Dynasty and those who are above the current court..."

"Shhhhhh, brother, how about we go to Fengyue Building to get a private room and have a detailed chat?"

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In the Lantian Marquis Mansion, Liu Renyuan and Xue Rengui looked at the big box in front of them, both of them unhappy.

"Master Hou, they are bullying people."

"They bought everything that was worth twenty cents."

Xue Rengui's family was in decline in his early years. Poverty taught him many things. For example, if poor people want to study, they have to rely on people like Liu Xuan who can sell books relatively cheaply. Otherwise, one book is a farmer's family's income for ten years. how to read?

Living is a huge problem.

As soon as those people entered the door, they asked for all the books on the shelves. Xue Rengui and Liu Renyuan did not intend to sell them, but the problem was that Liu Xuan said that no matter who they were, they would be treated equally.

Therefore, Xue Rengui felt a trace of resentment in his heart.

Liu Renyuan made peace at this time: "Master Hou, do you have any plans? These people are sent by wealthy families at first glance. They will buy as much as we send here."

Liu Xuan looked at the two of them and smiled lightly: "Where do you think they will put these books?"

Liu Renyuan thought for a while: "Of course I will take them back, but after they bought one batch of these books, there was another batch, all of which were duplicates."

"That's right!" Liu Xuan smiled, "Books are inexhaustible and inexhaustible. How they use them is their business. We

We are only responsible for selling. Of course, anyone who comes to buy books, we will sell them, unless they have money to burn. "

"Starting tomorrow, all kinds of books will be on the shelves. If they want to buy out Datang Bookstore, let them understand what productivity is."

There is only one result for the wealthy nobles to protect their last dignity so fiercely, and that is to buy the last book. The price of the book is getting lower and lower, and it is impossible to sell it.

Just like in that cruel story, rich people would rather pour milk into the sewer than share it with others.

The same principle applies.

The only difference is that Liu Xuan is the one who gave birth.

Books will continue to appear in the Tang Dynasty. Those who have evil tricks may never understand in their lifetime how can books be printed so fast?

Xue Rengui seemed to have remembered something and suddenly asked: "But what should ordinary people do if they can't buy books?"

"You two are stupid. Ordinary people always find ways to buy books. People from wealthy families don't squat in bookstores every day."

After Liu Xuan finished speaking, he added a key point: "Of course, if they like to squat in the bookstore and buy a book when they come out, we will feed them."

"Anyway, our books are printed to make money. The sea was once a valley, but it was just filled up."

Liu Xuan did not expect that for more than ten days in a row, those noble families with five surnames and seven hopes would become anxious and buy books like crazy. If they were not sold to them, they would increase the price.

Without thinking, Liu Xuan knew what their strategy was, monopoly, monopoly, or for the sake of monopoly.

That's easy, I'll let you hoard everything and swallow it.

How could the wealthy nobles know that if they wanted to monopolize, how could it be possible without dealing with Liu Xuan?

Liu Xuan walked towards his house as if he had remembered something.

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the entire Tang Dynasty was immersed in beautiful visions.

In the night, the moon is bright and clear, and the roads are full of BMWs and cars. People look up at the bright moon in the sky, and their hearts are filled with throbbing inexplicably.

Especially for the scholars on the rooftop terrace of Fengyue Building, looking at the moon and thinking about their past is the most elegant thing in the world.

Cheng Yaojin and the other two are also here. Their dark appearance is somewhat out of tune with the white-faced scholars here.

The scholar in the middle is naturally the most popular one. To be able to buy the middle position, either his family is powerful or he is a businessman who spends a lot of money to gild his children.

Of course, being rich is not everything.

If you want to be successful and famous, and appear in the eyes of a saint, you must have real talent and knowledge.

Cheng Yaojin grinned: "Old Niu, tonight I feel like I am the most powerful general in the Tang Dynasty."

"Uh, your song is not very good." Niu Jinda's words are always so honest, "I am invincible."

Yuchi Gong looked at the two and sneered: "Childish, and you are still bickering like children."

"You two don't have to argue, mine is the most powerful, brother Liu Xuan told me specifically that it is a world-famous existence."

Suddenly, Cheng Yaojin asked: "I heard that someone is selling colored glass tonight, and it is the one that Master Xuanzang of the Tang Dynasty has blessed. I wonder if it is true or false?"

As soon as Cheng Yaojin said this, the three of them were silent.

Who the hell knows whether it is true or false, but the three of them said almost in unison: "If it is Master Xuanzang's, I am willing to buy it."