Datang: I was overheard by the Empress

Chapter 54, I just want to lie drunk on the lap of a beauty!
Thinking of this, Di Pingan's saliva almost flowed out.

My Di Ping'an's pursuit is not that noble, but it's also not that vulgar!

What about being awake and in charge of the world, lying drunk on the lap of a beauty, I, Di Pingan, only need half of it,
Yes, I just want to lie drunk on the lap of a beautiful woman!
If it's not possible, you don't have to have a beautiful knee!
"Brother Changsun said, I have also thought about it. To be honest, this cigarette is a secret recipe handed down from my Di family. Before the family was in decline, I dare not show this secret recipe. Now, I still need you to support me a lot in the future." And take care of it!"

Facing Changsun Yan's proposal, Di Pingan said with a smile for a moment, and also made an excuse for the cigarette.

"So that's the case, brother Ping'an is really thoughtful!"

Changsun Yan and Yan Danqing suddenly realized that they had never seen this kind of cigarettes before, and the feeling was the secret recipe of Lao Di's family.

However, it is conceivable that if the secret recipe of cigarettes came out before, with the family background of Lao Di's family, I am afraid that the secret recipe of cigarettes cannot be kept.

But now, Di Renjie is already the Minister of Dali Temple, one of the high-ranking officials of the Tang Dynasty, and he has won the trust of the empress. If he shakes out this cigarette, there will be no problem!

"Come on, brother Changsun, brother Danqing, I have not only cigarettes but also hot pot here. If the hot pot business is done well, although it is not as profitable as cigarettes, it is definitely a very profitable business! "

Di Ping'an suddenly laughed and said, the two sentences he just explained were definitely not for nothing!
Once something like a secret recipe is exposed, there will definitely be a lot of people staring at it, especially for a business that makes money like cigarettes, it will definitely attract the eyes of the wolves of the world to yourself.

After all, a pack of cigarettes costs 20 taels of silver, 20 taels of silver is more than a catty, and a pack of cigarettes weighs only 20 taels of silver, which is truly price-to-price gold!
"Hot Pot?"

Yan Danqing was taken aback for a moment, and then asked curiously, it seems that this brother Di Ping'an is really unusual, and some terms and things they don't know are always popping out of his mouth!

"Yes, you guys can't explain hot pot in a few words, Brother Danqing, that's all right, wait a moment, I'll make a pot for you to try, and I'll know, you are so enthusiastic about keeping it!"

Di Ping'an stretched his waist. This matter has to be done quickly. After finishing it, he has to go to bed quickly and complete the system task of lying down for [-] hours!
This time Di Ping'an didn't spend too much time, and didn't need to re-fry the ingredients.

Yesterday’s hot pot soup was still there, before pouring it in time, Di Pingan took out more than half of the condiments in the soup, and then mixed a large pot of water, but even so, the soup was still hot,
"This time it should be a normal level of spiciness!" Di Pingan wanted to taste it, but immediately his stomach began to churn, so he quickly dismissed the idea.

It's not that this hot pot can't be eaten all day long, but the crux of the problem is that I ate too much yesterday, and I'm afraid it will take several days to digest it.
Otherwise, even if the higher-ups can bear it, at least they should give the lower-level some time to rest!
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Half an hour later, in Di's dining room,
It's still the Eight Immortals table, it's still the brass hot pot, but this time it's a normal soup,
The circle of people surrounding the Eight Immortals Table are Yan Danqing, Changsun Yan, and Yue Pengfei from the Zhengyi Hall of the Imperial College, and Cheng Qianzong, Yuchi Zhenjin, and Qin Ying from the Zhixing Hall. There are seven people in total.

Although Di Ping'an has only known them for two days, but now they have played more openly and got to know each other better.

But it is worth mentioning that Yan Danqing, Changsun Yan, Cheng Qianzong, Yuchi Zhenjin, and Qin Ying are all three generations of officials, all of whom are dependent on their grandfather.

As for the other Yue Pengfei, he was the guy with a big face like a naan in the Zhengyi Hall.
But no matter whether it is Yan Danqing, the third generation of officials like Changsun Yan, or the second generation of officials like Yue Pengfei, everyone depends on grandpa or father,

But Di Ping'an is different, he relies on his brother!

Of course, no matter who you rely on, you really can't squeeze into this circle without some status, strength and background!
After all, if it is based on strength, even Yue Pengfei barely squeezed into this circle, and as for Di Ping'an, he was not far behind.

But this time, Di Pingan is the protagonist of the dinner, because no matter whether it is cigarettes or hot pot, only Di Pingan has the goods and channels!
But the smell of the hot pot really made them all forget about business,

At this moment, around the table of the Eight Immortals, six arms swung quickly, holding various meat rolls, tripe, and duck intestines, all of which were thrown into the brass hot pot.

As for Di Ping'an, he really doesn't have that appetite at the moment, and there is indeed a little problem with this soup, just fool Yan Danqing and others and forget it.

And it's not a fool, it's an honor for them to eat the leftovers from the Empress's meal.

As for Di Pingan, thinking of this, Di Pingan couldn't help but burst into tears for a moment. Although what you ate was His Majesty's leftovers, I, Di Pingan, ate dishes cooked by His Majesty himself!

After Cheng Qianzong, Yuchi Zhenjin, and Qin Ying were generals, there were not so many rules at the dinner table, and at this moment, each of them threw off their cheeks and started to stuff up.

"Brother Pingan, I, Cheng Qianzong, have lived in vain for seventeen or eight years. Why have I never seen such a good thing before? Your cigarettes are delicious, and the hot pot is strong enough. Brother, I, Cheng Qianzong, have decided Already!"

Cheng Qianzong held a big bowl, plate after plate of meat rolls, and poured them straight into the hot pot. After pouring them in, rinse them, and regardless of whether they were cooked or not, they poured them into the big bowl and started to dry.

I really dare not wait too long, wait a little longer, other people's chopsticks will not show mercy!

"Yes, brother Pingan, this hot pot is really delicious, especially in this winter, eating such a hot pot will warm you up!"

Although Yan Danqing and Changsun Yan were said to be descendants of civil servants, their food at the moment was not much different from that of Yuchi Zhenjin and the others. Their cheeks were shaking wildly, and their eyes were fixed on the hot pot in front of them!
As long as a dish falls into this hot pot, it will be picked up within seven or eight seconds!

Of course, the one with the most exaggerated eating appearance was not the descendants of military generals like Cheng Qianzong and Yuchi Zhenjin, but Yue Pengfei, who had a face as big as a naan,
"Oh my god, brother Pingan, your hot pot is too delicious. If it is sold, it will definitely make money!"

Fatty Yue Pengfei is the least attractive among the few people here, especially this face that looks like a swollen bag, coupled with that classic opening sentence, almost makes Di Pingan think that he has found a certain cloud and a certain Peng What about the ancestors!

(End of this chapter)