Datang Hotel: The Leisurely Life of a Chef Dad

"In order for you to eat well, drink well, and be in a good mood, Datang Hotel Gaojin has hired well-trained women to serve you. These maids, please..."

In an instant, there was applause and cheers.

Luo Wangu was the first to rush in. When he turned around, he found that Yang Liufang's eyes were already wet.

"Brother Liu, you still understand me!" Yang Liufang pursed her lips, "Don't worry, from now on, I will eat three meals a day at the Datang Hotel. If I miss one meal, the money will not be less!"

Snapped! Very soon!

Yang Liufang directly took out a piece of gold and stuffed it into Liu Xuan's hand.

"I guess I can eat these for ten days and a half, right?"

"Let's guarantee it for half a month first!"

The gold in Liu Xuan's hand was heavy and heavy.

"Brother Yang, you are so polite. You can cover this for a month. What we businessmen value is integrity, genuine products, and never do anything fancy. Let's count this as one month!"

Yang Liufang's eyes were red and her nose was bleeding. She looked at the girl and took Liu Xuan's arm: "Half a month, one more day is just looking down on me! Brother Liu, from now on, you are my eldest brother!"

As soon as Yang Liufang's behavior came out, those people lining up behind seemed to have discovered something, as if they had found some way.

"Shopkeeper, I'll guarantee it for ten days!"

"I'll cover it for a month!"

"I guarantee it for a year!"

…

Liu Xuan was really tired today.

The registration list was a little tiring, and counting the money was also a little tiring.

Unexpectedly, these people have already learned it on their own before starting any membership system.

The only bad thing is that today's diners are eating a little slowly, and the girls in the house are twisting their waists one by one, and they are having a good time, which always makes people seem to want to grasp the key point, but All he could see was nothingness.

Liu Xuan looked at the diners with their eyes wide open and sighed silently. Young and beautiful women are still attractive. No wonder there are so many maid shops in later generations. They obviously look very serious and are not high-end and classy places. But the threshold can be broken by someone.

The young man was fine. He ate delicious food and even had a nosebleed, but he could make up for it by sleeping.

What do those old men mean? When they came here in the morning, their bodies were trembling, as if they would accidentally have to see their ancestors the next moment. But at this time, the eyes sunk deep into their sockets were sly and pointed. .

There are 108 squares in Chang'an, and there is Lao Wang in every square.

There are many young and old left in the east market and the west market. I don’t know how many Cao Cao there are.

That's all for young people. You old men don't pay attention when you have a nosebleed. Your face is red and you don't know how to restrain yourself. The old man eats arsenic. He really feels that he has lived a long life. He drinks milk from the bull without asking for results. He insisted on sucking.

That’s all.

"Cousin, Datang Hotel, this name... is very energetic."

Zheng Youlai clasped his hands behind his back, looked at Zheng Liwan behind him, and spoke slowly.

"Cousin, you go in first and sit down. I'll take a look at the door. I see the calligraphy on the door is very interesting. The scenery outside the door is also very good. In this late autumn, there is quite a sense of desolation. The feeling of spring..."

Zheng Liwan ignored Zheng Youlai's little thoughts and walked in slowly.

At this time, Zheng Youlai's eyes lit up when he saw Zheng Liwan entering, staring intently at the maid wearing a cheongsam who was greeting guests outside the door.

"Girl, how young are you now? Are you getting married? Are you cold or not? I'll warm you up..."

Faced with the ridicule, the well-trained maids all smiled and seemed not to feel anything wrong at all.

But the crazy rising and falling of his chest seemed to reveal his true feelings.

"Guest, welcome!"

"What would you like to eat?"

"Tofu, I only eat tofu, hehehe..."

Zheng Youlai, a talented man from a generation, suddenly felt like he was in a fairyland at this moment.

When the bright moon came out last night, the whole poetry meeting was eclipsed. A four-year-old girl suppressed the world's scholars. Zheng Youlai didn't understand what happened all night long.

Until this moment, he was relieved.

"No wonder that little girl can make such fairy-like sentences. It turns out she comes from the fairyland..."

Zheng Youlai stroked his beard and walked in.

Zheng Liwan looked at Liu Xuan with suspicion at first, but soon she began to confront herself.

"No, Zheng Liwan, you have to wake up. There are so many good men in the world, and there are so many handsome and stalwart people. Why do you have to stare at this businessman?"

"So handsome, this is not the lover of my dreams, so what is it?" Another thought instantly occupied his brain, and he couldn't control it at all.

When this feeling comes, no one can stop it and there is no way to escape.

"Zheng Liwan, you can't be like this. You came to the capital to change your destiny. The main wife of the Zheng family in Xingyang does not regard the people in the side room as human beings and wants to give you away!" The fierce struggle started again.

"Why are you thinking so much? You can't help yourself anyway, so why not have a good time? This store is so handsome..." In an instant, the nymphomaniac had the upper hand again.

Zheng Liwan felt like two people were fighting madly in her body, one was ebbing and the other was ebbing, chasing each other, regardless of the outcome.

Finally, the moment the Mapo Tofu was served, Zheng Liwan gave up completely after smelling the intoxicating fragrance in her mouth and nose.

In the Zheng family, after so many years of forbearance, can’t I, Zheng Liwan, pursue what I want?

Why should women become men's subordinates?

From Xingyang to Chang'an, it was a long bumpy ride, but I was just here to be treated as an artifact and given to a big shot.

Two years ago, after His Majesty revised the clan history, although the Xingyang Zheng family was still among the five surnames and seven families in the world, the change had already happened.

Zheng Liwan knew that she was born beautiful and it was difficult to escape the fate of being given away, but she didn't expect it to come so soon.

The cousin's family seemed to want to send her to the palace, and it seemed to want to give her to the powerful ministers of the dynasty...

Zheng Liwan gritted her teeth, this is not what I want...

"Miss, what are you looking at?"

Liu Xuan also noticed the woman who had been staring at him. Through the veil, Liu Xuan didn't know who this woman was.

"Oh, nothing." Zheng Liwan's face was like a peach blossom, and the veil couldn't hide it. The blush even climbed up her forehead.

Liu Xuan smiled: "Miss, come back first."

Zheng Liwan took off the veil and picked up the chopsticks.

Liu Xuan took a look and saw that it was her. She stared at him last night and ran over again today.

"Hmm? Hmm~"

The moment she ate the Mapo Tofu, Zheng Liwan felt that her life seemed to be enriched by something.

This feeling was like the arrival of spring, when the forsythia flowers bloomed unrestrainedly.

"Delicious! There is such a delicious thing in the world."

"Store owner, did you make this?"

Liu Xuan smiled and nodded.