Datang Hotel: The Leisurely Life of a Chef Dad

With the blessing of top-notch cooking skills, Liu Xuan found that he always worked for a short time regardless of the number of people.

Although the restaurant was full at this time, they were all eating, and those who had eaten had already gone out to work.

The smell of braised chicken was floating in the whole street. The wind became sticky when it came here, sticking to the eyes and taste buds of people passing by. If the wind was a little stronger, the smell of braised chicken was floating in the whole street. This delicacy that could sweep the streets and alleys in the future was like a silk thread in the West Market of the Tang Dynasty, entwining everyone and walking towards the Tang Dynasty Hotel involuntarily.

The guests were full and satisfied, and went out excitedly. Ten women were skillfully cleaning the table. After a while, the table was as clean as new.

The ten maids who were selected were diligent and adapted quickly. After the division of labor, someone greeted the guests in front, someone served tea and water in the back, and someone washed the dishes in the kitchen.

Liu Xuan looked at this scene and felt very relaxed, as if he had returned to his childhood, sitting at the gate of his hometown, watching the ants moving on the ground at the end of the farmland.

The surging crowds and pedestrians in Chang'an are just like ants?

As soon as Li Lizhi entered the door, she saw Liu Xuan sitting behind the counter with a melancholy look in her eyes. She felt a little soft all over and began to walk with difficulty.

"Shopkeeper?"

Li Lizhi called carefully, and she was close to him without paying attention.

Liu Xuan came back to his senses, took a look, and smiled instantly.

"Three girls, here we are again, please go to the private room on the second floor."

Li Shu put the mung bean cake in her hand on the counter: "Shopkeeper, fresh mung bean cake, I know you like it."

Liu Xuan glanced at Yaya who was drooling, and said helplessly: "Thank you very much, girl."

Li Hui... Mainly because there were too many bright things on her body. Under the sun, the gold accessories on Li Hui's body flashed with golden luster.

Liu Xuan felt that his eyes were about to be dazzled.

"Shopkeeper... why don't you look at me?"

"Or am I not beautiful enough today?"

When Li Hui saw Liu Xuan silently close her eyes, her heart skipped a beat.

Then she looked at the accessories on her body, and her heart was cheered up again.

"You must be afraid of being attracted by my beauty, right?"

"I am not that kind of superficial woman, shopkeeper, you can rest assured."

Liu Xuan smiled faintly: "Customer, the things on you are dazzling."

Li Hui blushed: "If you want, it's all yours."

Liu Xuan felt goose bumps all over his body. Women in the Tang Dynasty were too fierce, right?

Bold pursuit of love, this kind of thing in other dynasties, dare not imagine, in later generations, perhaps it is normal.

Tang Dynasty... the people are open-minded, the ancients are not deceiving me.

In the elegant seat on the second floor, Li Lizhi looked at Li Shu and Li Hui, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.

Li Shu should not be able to compete with herself in this way, right? My light yellow long skirt, fluffy hair, the most popular bun for women in the Tang Dynasty, were all prepared at the early morning of the morning. Just now, Li Shu and Li Hui saw my makeup and were also impressed. Liu Xuan, Liu Xuan, why don’t you dare look at me?

Li Shu sat in front of the table, smiling and looking at the stairs. She was determined to be a heroine since she was a child. She was not good at playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting. She was a textile worker and was thrown in the East Palace.

She was only good at wielding a spear and a stick, and her skills were proficient.

At this time, he was thinking about one thing in his heart: If he mentioned this marriage to his father, he could leave the palace and go to the princess's mansion, right? At worst, he could go to the fiefdom. At that time, Liu Xuan would recite poems and paint, which was very pleasant, and he would wield a spear and a stick, which was very powerful.

It was exciting to think about it.

Only Li Hui was shaking her head back and forth, with mist in her eyes.

She was blaming herself now, maybe she brought too little money! It must be!

Liu Xuan is a businessman, and all businessmen like money. He must feel that it is too little and insulting.

Such a man is worth a thousand gold.

Li Hui, Li Hui, how can you be so careless?

At this time, Liu Xuan was in the kitchen, and Yaya stood in front of Liu Xuan obediently, holding a purse in her arms: "Big sister said, give me the extra money."

Liu Xuan nodded: "Okay, but I have to keep it for you first."

Yaya was unhappy and pouted: "But Aye, Yaya doesn't want Aye to keep it, Yaya will keep it myself."

Yaya raised her little head: "Aye, I found a big jar! Use it to save money!"

When Yaya spoke, she also gestured with her little arm. The jar should be the porcelain vase in the new house, which should be used to place flowers and plants, and it is taller than Yaya.

"Your jar won't work. The Big Bad Wolf will see it as soon as he comes. It's too conspicuous."

"If your money is lost, you will never find it again."

Liu Xuan brought up the Big Bad Wolf again.

Yaya's face was obviously hesitant.

Liu Xuan continued: "Think about it. If you keep it yourself and lose it, it's gone."

"But if you give it to Aye to keep, Aye will compensate you if he loses it."

Yaya clasped her hands, and seemed to be calculating in her little head.

"Then...then...Okay, Aye, you can't secretly use Yaya's money..."

Liu Xuan patted his chest and assured: "Don't worry, Aye never likes money and has no interest in money. He just wants to keep it for you."

Yaya was comforted by Liu Xuan again, and her face was no longer puffy. She pulled Liu Xuan's clothes and said, "Aye, Yaya has made money for Aye. Yaya wants to eat braised chicken."

Liu Xuan rubbed Yaya's head and said, "Okay, okay, I'll make it for you later."

After Liu Xuan put the dishes on the plate, he asked the maid to send them out. He washed his hands and prepared to see if there were any new customers.

He didn't notice that the braid on Yaya's head was rubbed by Liu Xuan, and it burst open at the top like a blooming dogtail grass.

A moment later, on the second floor of Datang Hotel.

"Hey, where is your shopkeeper? I didn't put salt in this dish, let him come up."

"Why is this dish a bit salty? Let him come up and give us an explanation..."

"Why is there no meat in my twice-cooked pork? Let him come up and see what's going on..."

"Ah... there are bugs!"

The noise on the second floor made the guests downstairs laugh. If it were in other places, such as restaurants like Fengzexuan and Runfenglou, the guests would frown and shudder in their hearts, fearing that they would be infected.

But it's different in the Datang Hotel.

When the guests enjoy the delicious food, they don't care about other people at all. Luo Wangu comes here to eat three meals a day and brings other people here when he has nothing to do.

In his words: Even if it's a wooden stick, shopkeeper Liuxuan can make it the best in the world.