Sun Li of Hongwen Palace was kneeling and his face was pale at this moment. He offended the eldest son of the family and thought that now his future has been ruined. He should not have thought of taking advantage of that boy in the first place.
Sun Li said: "Now that the matter has come to this, I am willing to resign as the manager of Hongwen Hall. During this period, I have been under the care of Duke Zhao and Lord Changsun."
Changsun Wuji said: "It's not all your fault, it's that kid who only wants money."
After a pause, Changsun Wuji said in a lower tone: "You should stay in Hongwen Hall and be your steward. Do your job well and don't let me down again."
"Thank you so much, Duke Zhao, and thank you so much, Mr. Changsun."
Sun Li kept saluting, as if he had received a general pardon.
Changsun Chong thought to himself that his father's ability to control people was really powerful, so he gave Sun Li a blow first and then comforted him.
It made his subordinates more loyal, and also made him look up to the eldest son's family.
Outside Lantian County, three people stood at the door of a store. There was not a single customer in the store at the moment, and the autumn wind blew up a piece of yellow sand.
Ding Liu was describing the current predicament of the store.
"Brother Zhang, is our store going to be unable to open? We only have four or five customers in the past two days."
Ding Liu said aggrievedly.
Zhang Yang wondered whether the fast food method was not suitable for the Tang Dynasty.
Ding Liu sniffed and continued: "If this continues, I might as well go to Chang'an and sell cakes."
Why bother said in a low voice: "Our business is indeed bleak, why not add more dishes."
Being acclimatized is indeed a problem, and Zhang Yang also ignored a very important reason: the efficiency of news dissemination in the Tang Dynasty was too slow.
In this era where walking depends on legs and communicating depends on shouting.
The aroma of wine is also afraid of the deep alley.
Which store is good and which store is bad all depends on word of mouth.
Moreover, poor people these days will bring their own dry food.
How can I say that I only go to a restaurant to eat?
Sure enough, I still want to keep it simple.
Zhang Yang looked confused, "There is no advertisement, yes! Advertisement!"
Why bother saying with a straight face: "What is advertising?"
Zhang Yang explained: "It means to advertise widely."
"Um……"
Ding Liu used his little wisdom to understand this sentence, and after a while he said: "Brother Zhang's words are still as profound and difficult to understand, I admire you."
Why bother to say; "I don't understand either."
Zhang Yang pointed to the distance and said, "Have you seen the three chickens walking over there?"
Ding Liu nodded and said, "I saw it."
Zhang Yang said: "Catch him!"
Why calmly take out three knives and throw them out one after another.
The flying knife flew towards the pheasant with a sound of breaking through the air.
The three chickens were hit by flying knives and flopped twice before falling to the ground.
Seeing He Bi's sword skills, Zhang Yang took a breath, "Good sword skills!"
Why bother to come here with three chickens and say: "I haven't practiced for a long time, I'm a bit rusty."
Watching Zhang Yang handling the chicken, Ding Liu whispered: "Does this advertisement have anything to do with chickens?"
Zhang Yang: "It doesn't matter, I just suddenly thought of a dish."
Why Bi: "So that's it..."
Ding Liu: "Hehehe... Little brother Zhang really wants to do something."
The preparation of beggar's chicken is very simple. Zhang Yang can't remember when beggar's chicken became popular.
Stuff some green onions and ginger inside the prepared chicken and rub some salt on it.
Why watch Zhang Yang cooking the beggar's chicken and memorize the method while watching.
Afraid of missing a detail.
Even if this store cannot be opened, it is still good to learn another craft.
After handling the chicken, Zhang Yang wrapped the chicken in a piece of cloth smeared with lard. After wrapping it firmly, the outside was sealed with soil.
Buried in charcoal fire.
Why should he be suspicious and say: "Why have I never seen this practice before?"
Zhang Yang was fiddling with the charcoal fire, trying to make the three beggar chickens evenly heated. "This is what poor people do, but it is still a delicacy."
Why nod to the point, "It is said that good food and clothing are good things. In my opinion, the most delicious food is often in the hands of poor people."
I didn't expect Zhang Yang to think of such a thing.
Most people think about how to eat and drink well, but they often ignore the most ordinary food, which is the taste that the world should have.
He Bi's eyes were a little more high-minded.
At first glance, the young man in front of me looks like the kind of person who has a lot of experience.
Half an hour later, Zhang Yang used a branch to pull the three beggar chickens out of the charcoal fire.
Knock open the hardened sealing mud on the outside.
The aroma of chicken spreads.
Zhang Yang peeled off the oilcloth wrapping the chicken and tore off a chicken leg. The soft chicken skin tore open, and the tender and juicy meat inside burst out.
Just looking at it makes me salivate.
"What does it smell like? It smells so good."
A strange yet familiar voice came, and the source of the voice was a child.
Zhang Yang looked back and saw Li Tai, a little fat man, coming with his neck stretched out after smelling the smell.
Before taking the chicken leg in his hand, Li Tai picked up the whole beggar's chicken and sat aside to feast on it.
This guy really doesn't regard himself as an outsider, he's so rude.
Ding Liu also wanted to say a few words, but when he saw the fierce guards around Li Tai, he swallowed his words.
"Hmm! So delicious!"
Li Taiba sighed and recalled that a beggar's chicken was quickly eaten by this little fat man until all that was left was the chicken stand.
He wiped off the grease on his hands and said, "I didn't expect you to cook such delicious food."
Zhang Yang looked at the little fat man and said, "The chicken you just ate is worth a hundred guan."
"One hundred strings? Haha, do you think I am stupid?"
Li Tai said as he took out a lot of money and handed it to Zhang Yang, "This should be enough."
After taking the money, Zhang Yang asked: "May I ask His Highness the King of Wei? A pound of mutton costs forty coins. If you pay the usual price, how much should the store charge you?"
Li Tai smiled contemptuously, "I never ask the price when buying things."
"That's okay."
According to the market price, a chicken only costs about 30 yuan.
How many chickens is this money enough for?
The King of Wei Li Tai in front of him does not look very smart.
I made a lot of money again.
This King of Wei looked just like a jumping silver cake. It turned out that the way to make a fortune that he was looking for was in him.
Are all Li Shimin's sons so stupid?
Li Tai said with emotion: "To tell you the truth, I haven't eaten meat for several days. The palace has been in a tight situation recently, so we princes have also gone without meat."
I heard that he was a prince and he was accompanied by bodyguards, so he must be right.
Why bother and Ding Liu sensible enough to run back to the store? If this Zhang Yang has a grudge against any prince, decisively cut off the relationship with Zhang Yang and escape outside the customs.
Are you kidding? Everyone is here to make money. Who dares to provoke the prince?
Ding Liu hid in the shop and listened carefully to the conversation between the prince and Zhang Yang.
Li Tai said: "Since you are so good at cooking and so talented, how did you end up like this?"
"What does this look like?"
Li Tai straightened his clothes and pretended to be an adult and said, "I think you are nineteen rather than seventeen. You are wearing clothes that are all starched and faded. You must not be able to afford clothes at home."
After taking two steps back and forth, Li Tai said again: "And you have been living in Chang'an City for so long and still rely on doing odd jobs to make ends meet. Don't you feel embarrassed?"
Zhang Yang really wanted to beat him up.
Li Tai continued: "A man should make great achievements, enter the annals of history, and become a prince and prime minister! But you are just a ruffian. Do you plan to live like this for the rest of your life?"
"Does how I live my life have anything to do with you?"
Li Tai pondered for a long time and said: "What you said does make sense. How you live has nothing to do with me."
Zhang Yang looked at him and said, "Can I beat you up?"
Li Tai immediately said: "Why do you want to beat me?"
Seeing that Zhang Yang was really ready to take action, Li Tai quickly took away the other two beggar's chickens and said, "Anyway, I'm full. See you next time."
Zhang Yang said, "It's okay, I have another dish called sandwich bread."
Li Tai, who had not gone far, stopped and stood motionless, "What did you just say?"