Datang Hotel: The Leisurely Life of a Chef Dad

Li Shimin has made up his mind that what is flowing is not black gold, but real gold and silver, real money.

There are too many places in the Tang Dynasty that need money. There are still stocks of grain from the previous dynasty, but there is indeed little money.

Where did the money go?

Li Shimin's eyes suddenly became gloomy.

In the fire basin in front of him, the black coal crackled a few times and began to burn fiercely. The firelight around it became warm, as if it wanted to fight with the gradually cold weather.

After the fleeting gloom, Li Shimin rubbed his hands and happily began to plan how to mine and wash coal.

I have to ask Liu Xuan, manpower is a big problem.

After forcibly pulling Liu Xuan to become sworn brothers today, Li Shimin felt much more at ease.

On the way back to Ganlu Palace, Li Shimin hummed the little song that Dazhuang always hummed when he had nothing to do: I got up early in the morning to pick up manure, clang clang clang...

Pingkangfang is the place with the most scholars and candidates in the whole Chang'an. Compared with the mixed crowd in Xishi, Pingkangfang is more like a hodgepodge of human nature.

Where there are many scholars, there will be disputes. There is no first in literature and no second in martial arts.

Two scholars stood on the street, their eyes more determined than each other.

"You said that Hanjiang Guying is delicious, but I don't agree. I think that most of the famous dishes in the world come from the rich south, and the most delicious one is the Qingjiang perch with a unique flavor."

Another scholar heard this and smiled contemptuously, and opened the folding fan in his hand casually: "Do you know that there is a thing called Can Can Tea in our Longyou area? Do you know what is the most delicious with that Can Can Tea?"

"It seems that my brother doesn't know that I have been here since Longyou. I must eat roast lamb every day, paired with Longyou's unique Can Can Tea, the best in the world. I drink a can in the morning and drink it until the sun sets..."

The two people are arguing, you say you are right, I say I am right.

As a scholar, you can always quote classics to find evidence that belongs to your side.

"Do you know the mutton soup in Xishan?"

"Do you know the stewed snake meat in Youzhou?"

Every time the two people talked about a dish, someone applauded. Unknowingly, the two have talked about nearly 30 dishes.

In Pingkangfang, people coming and going saw this scene, and they all bought some dried fruits and other things from the side and started eating.

In Chang'an City, you can watch all kinds of interesting dramas every day, and it is not uncommon for scholars to stand on the street to compete with each other.

In normal times, there are scholars who are drunk and stand on the street, saying one sentence after another, either couplets or poems, anyway, they must compete in knowledge.

But today, two scholars are on the street, who has eaten more delicious food?

This is a bit strange.

In the crowd, a middle-aged Confucian scholar was stroking his beard and watching the two quarreling with a smile.

Who else could it be if not Wei Zheng? He happened to see this scene when he passed by here today.

Counting the days, today should be the day when the Datang Restaurant adds two dishes. This trip to the East Market is to exchange all the precious and valuable things in my hands for money.

The dishes in the Datang Restaurant are not cheap, but they are genuine.

Hearing the quarrel between the two scholars, Wei Zheng was not in a hurry. After watching for a long time, the two quarreled until their mouths were tired. Wei Zheng sighed. They might not have tasted the dishes of the Tang Dynasty Restaurant.

One of the scholars was obviously a little tired: "If you want to taste the delicacies of the world, go to Fengzexuan in the south of the city."

The other scholar smiled faintly and said contemptuously: "If you want to eat better, then naturally go to Runfenglou in front."

People came and went, and Wei Zheng finally couldn't stand it.

"What are you talking about, Fengzexuan? Runfenglou?"

"That kind of thing is also presentable?"

"Little kids quarrel all day long, and they don't know the importance of life at such a young age."

"Do you dare to go to the Tang Dynasty Restaurant?"

...

After eating too much, Chang Sun Chong, who was full of complaints, realized that he had lost his composure.

He coughed twice: "Ahem, in fact, it's just so-so."

Liu Xuan smiled calmly. Changsun Chong was a man who could not draw a tiger but drew a dog. He was obviously young and promising, and he was still a talent. He was not a coward among the second generation of nobles.

But there were so many good examples, but he had to learn from Changsun Wuji.

"Cousin, you are still stubborn, still stubborn!"

"Just now I ate the most fiercely." Li Shu was resentful at this moment. After all, she didn't get the soup of the twice-cooked pork and braised chicken.

Changsun Chong touched his stomach: "Hiccup~"

"Well, where is sister Changle?"

Just now, he was too focused on eating, and Li Lizhi didn't know when she was no longer in the main hall, and Changsun Chong didn't even notice it.

Suddenly, his heart was tightened. Changle, wouldn't she be lost?

At this moment, he heard the sound of spring water dingdong from the backyard.

"Giggle..."

As pleasant as a silver bell, who else could it be but Changle?

In the backyard, Liu Xuan shook his head lightly: "Miss, men and women should not touch each other, please pay attention to the distance between you and me."

Li Lizhi put her hands behind her back and leaned forward, her face almost touching the face of Liu Xuan who was repairing the well wheel.

"Shopkeeper...Liu Xuan, why do I feel that something is wrong with you."

Li Lizhi's big eyes were full of pride, and she circled around Liu Xuan, "Yes, there must be something wrong."

"I believe my eyes."

"Admit it honestly."

Liu Xuan was completely confused: "Miss, what's wrong with me?"

"Hey, don't call me Miss, I'm Li Lizhi, Miss is so strange, at least don't add Li in front?"

"Okay, Miss Li, you're overthinking. It seems that you are the one who is wrong, right?"

Although Li Lizhi blushed, she shook her head again and again, thinking: "Your conversation, speech, and behavior are not like those of the Tang Dynasty, but there is no difference with us Tang people, tut tut..."

"Of course, the most different is your cooking skills."

Li Lizhi said seriously: "I asked some very good chefs, they are all famous chefs among the people, and even the nobles in Chang'an asked them to cook."

"They don't know what the two dishes here, Mapo Tofu and Dongpo Pork are."

"I also asked them to cook pork, but the taste is not good, it doesn't taste that way..."

Liu Xuan finally understood a sentence, why it is definitely not as easy to travel back to ancient times.

A soul from the future, behavior, and all aspects have traces of the future, even if you have been deliberate enough.

Chang Sunchong stood in the corner, looking at the backyard through the gap in the curtain, gritting his teeth.

"This guy, actually got along with Changle alone... What is Sister Changle's identity? What is your identity?"

"A merchant, a frog in the well, dares to covet... I will expose your evil thoughts in public and let Sister Changle see through your tricks!"

Chang Sunchong rolled up his sleeves, took a deep breath, and opened his mouth.

Suddenly, a loud and deep voice came from behind.

"Little shopkeeper, look, I brought you a guest!"