Datang Hotel: The Leisurely Life of a Chef Dad

"The stove also told you what happened, but the boss is still not satisfied?"

"Tsk, tsk, why does it feel like that one is just like the girls in the brothel, never satisfied."

Li Shimin's face, hidden in the darkness, was as dark as a stone in a latrine, shining with a smelly and hard luster.

"That's right, Lao Li. That man has everything to do and is angry every day, so he never has a peaceful day. It's understandable."

Li Shimin's face softened a bit. You still have a conscience. If you continue to talk nonsense, be careful that I will demote your title!

When eating chicken, I am Li Er, but if you curse others, I am Li Shimin!

"There are no businessmen like us who sleep until they wake up naturally every day. There is no paperwork, no distractions, and no endless chatter to deal with."

Li Shimin's face, which had just softened, began to darken again. The sunlight shined through the window on his face, and the shadows were mottled and gloomy.

Liu Xuan shook his head and looked at Li Shimin: "Old Li, there are bad people in your family!"

Li Shimin was shocked and suddenly looked happy: "Second brother, how do you say this?"

"Have you already guessed what I'm going to say?"

Li Shimin was delighted. He felt that Liu Xuan was like a prophet, full of mystery.

Liu Xuan calmly put the spatula in his hand aside: "Old Li, it's not like your servants are dissatisfied!"

"Tell me about you. Last time you drank too much and said that you used to be the second eldest son in the family. Something happened to the boss, so you inherited the position of the head of the family. Although you are related to the one above, they don't recognize you. The old steward at home was gone two years ago, and the people below have all served noble people before, so how can they be willing to serve you? "

Li Shimin nodded as if kowtowing: "Ah, yes, yes... that's it!"

"Why don't you dare to fight with them? Wouldn't it be enough to replace them with people who obey you?"

Li Shimin raised his eyebrows, yes, wouldn't it be enough to change it?

There are so many people who are dissatisfied. Which of those people with the fifth surname and Qi Wang will be convinced? Do you accept it with your mouth, but with your heart?

It's better to replace them with people who are convinced. Not only do they need to be replaced, but also the people who are replaced have to become more prosperous and prosperous!

Eat them to death!

"Second brother, it's hard for me to be a brother." Li Shimin sighed and sat on the threshold like an old farmer.

"These people are all left to me by the older generation. If I want to change them, I have to have a reason."

Liu Xuan shook his head: "Look at you, what a big deal you are."

"How can a little housework make the whole city aware of it?"

"In the worst case, you can just put up a notice saying that they are not morally worthy, stealing things, getting into trouble, raping, humiliating, and plundering. Pull out all the bad things they have done. Isn't this logical?"

Li Shimin's eyes lit up. It was not that he had never thought of this method, but when it came out of Liu Xuan's mouth, it seemed completely different from what he had thought about before.

Li Shimin himself didn't know why this method seemed so reliable from Liu Xuan's mouth?

After pondering for a while, Li Shimin continued: "Second brother, they tore this notice up after it was posted. After all, this city of Chang'an used to be a family's territory, and there are many families up and down."

Liu Xuan smiled and looked at Li Shimin: "What's so difficult about this? If he dares to tear it off, you can continue to stick it on. As long as you stick it on fast enough, he won't be able to tear it off!"

"Of course, if they are willing to spend money on your notice for fear of being seen by others, you can still make a lot of money!"

Li Shimin's heart trembled! yes! Why didn't I think of that before?

But it’s so fast!

Li Shimin started to run into trouble again. If he wanted to post notices faster than tearing them up, he would at least have to use printing, right?

The cost of printing is also too high, and those same people are still in charge of printing in Chang'an.

"Second brother, do you know how to print things faster? If you don't say much, you have to tear them faster than they can, right?"

Li Shimin started with a smile.

Neither Liu Xuan nor Li Shimin said what the conversation meant, but they both knew what it meant.

However, Li Shimin didn't know that Liu Xuan knew what he really meant, and Liu Xuan wouldn't let Li Shimin know that Liu Xuan knew Li Shimin's true intentions.

Print something? Liu Xuan sat on the stool, and many thoughts began to appear in his mind.

Printing... This matter seems to be difficult to solve in ancient times.

It seems unrealistic to achieve some high-speed printing, similar to the roller mimeograph of later generations.

Then, we can only settle for the next best thing and print with movable type!

Movable type printing! Ancient printing...

Thinking of this, Liu Xuan remembered someone.

That girl, I don’t know how you are doing now.

Only a few days have passed since the Tang Dynasty. It should have been a hundred years in later generations, right? The grass on the grave should be pretty low already, right?

Back when she admired a certain Internet celebrity and tried to make various things using ancient methods, Liu Xuan accompanied her in making them, on the hillside, in the fields, every morning and late at night, even if the grass was already covered with white hangings. Frost.

Liu Xuan learned it, but she didn't.

The girl gave up on ancient craftsmanship, and Liu Xuan gave up on the girl.

I hope the grass on her grave does not need to be made using ancient methods.

Liu Xuan sighed: "Old Li, the ancestral teachings say that this method should not be used unless it is absolutely necessary to avoid hurting innocent people and causing harm to the world."

"I don't want to be this sinner!"

The implication is, Lao Li, please beg me! Pay up quickly! Come on!

Li Shimin's eyes lit up, he really had a way!

Originally, his face was bitter, but now he was smiling. Pulling Liu Xuan's arm, Li Shimin's lips were trembling with excitement.

"Second brother, you really have a way!"

Liu Xuan pondered and sighed heavily.

Li Shimin was anxious. What he said was a way to deal with those five surnames and seven families. There were bad people among the ministers and bad people among the scholars!

"Second brother, dear brother, you have to help me!"

"Don't worry, I have a close relationship with the higher-ups. I will say more good things about you and give you the title of Marquis! Eternal Marquis!"

Eternal Marquis!

Ordinary titles can be inherited, but the problem is that if the emperor changes his mind, it can still be taken back.

Even some marquises and dukes cannot be inherited. Even if they can be inherited, there are many restrictions, and there are even downgraded hereditary titles.

But titles like Eternal will last forever with the country. Since the founding of the Tang Dynasty, there has not been one.

If there is, then this person must have made earth-shaking contributions, comparable to changing the world.

Liu Xuan glanced at Li Shimin: "Old Li, I don't seek those false reputations."

"What do you mean by forever? I'm helping you because I think you're my brother!"

Li Shimin's face twitched twice. There was always something wrong with what Liu Xuan said, but does a real man care so much?

"Liu Xuan, stop talking, you are my half-brother!"