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Chapter 1956 The black shop headed by Cheng Sanlang opened

"Should we rush out and rescue the father and son now?" Li De wiped his mouth and came behind Li Ke and suggested in a low voice.

Li Zhen on the side shook his head directly.

"That's not necessary. The opponent has over a hundred guards and soldiers, and almost all of those Tubo barbarians carry swords.

It would be bad if there was a conflict and those innocent business travelers were hurt."

"It would be best to let Cheng Sanlang numb the heads of those Tibetans first before taking action."

Li Ke chuckled and raised his brows, full of excitement that he had done something bad.

"Brother Jingyang is right. Our brothers today can be regarded as opening a black shop in the Tang Dynasty to seek wealth and murder."

Li Zhen quickly raised his finger, making a silent sign, and then pointed to the private room next door.

At this moment, I heard the store clerk yelling, "Guests, today is the tenth anniversary celebration of our store. Every table will be given a pot of simmering knives..."

"Burn the knife?"

The shop assistant asked in blunt Guanzhong dialect when he saw the strong man with a plateau red face.

He couldn't help but feel happy, and pointed at the porcelain vase placed on the table.

"This is a new wine developed by Han and Tang Dynasty merchants. It is stronger than those produced in Luzhou.

One bite, and it's like a red-hot knife, stabbed from mouth to buttocks..."

"!!!" Li Ke next door covered his mouth with one hand and his stomach and mouth with the other. Damn! It must be Brother Chu Bi's exact words.

Li Zhen let out two dumb farts before he could control his emotions.

However, General Tashi could not understand what the fast-talking shop assistant said. He could only look at the stunned Nima beside him.

"What is this kid talking about?"

"General Tashi, what he said is that this is a more fragrant and stronger wine than Luzhou's Immortal Druid.

After drinking it, it feels like a red-hot knife has been stabbed into your mouth..."

"...So powerful?" As a man on the plateau and a role model for rough men, General Tashi said that he was very good at this.

Especially after he heard that this thing could be inserted into his mouth like a red-hot knife, his curiosity became even more intense.

"General Tashi, don't do bad things by drinking." At this time, Sambuza, a well-educated man on the side, couldn't help but reminded him with a straight face.

You said you were looking for a place to rest, so I asked you to rest. As a result, I asked you a few questions out of curiosity without even touching the bottle, and you babbled.

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This made Tashi, who was not happy to deal with polite people, couldn't help but roll his eyes, picked up the porcelain bottle angrily and said.

"I know, I know, the general just wants to smell and taste it."

After the popping sound, there was a strong smell of alcohol that was so strong that it hit people directly, and it made Na Tashi almost choke.

"Damn it, this wine tastes really strong."

But in an instant, he became energetic and glanced at Sambuza, whose eyes were bulging.

"Don't worry, just have a taste. Don't you know, Deputy Commander Tunmi, how much I drink?"

After saying these words, Tashi raised his neck and took a sip.

Then, Sambuza and Nima saw General Tashi's eyes bulge for an instant, and then close them tightly for an instant.

The fingers on both hands turned into a hook shape, and the face full of flesh was twisted into a ball. Sambuza was so frightened that his face turned green. Could this be poisonous wine?

It took almost a breath of time before Tashi, who tasted the essence of the wine for the first time, finally regained his breath.

"As expected of a burning knife, I feel like this knife is about to rip out my intestines."

"And the smell seems... it feels like there's a medicinal smell?"

Nima quickly asked the store clerk, and the store clerk replied matter-of-factly.

"This is natural. Only with this unique recipe of medicinal materials can this wine be as strong as a red-hot knife."

Hearing this, Tashi couldn't help but nodded in agreement.

"This wine is indeed quite unique. It turns out it has something to do with the recipe. It is indeed good enough and worthy of the name Shao Knife."

"..." Sambuza wanted to tell General Tashi that this burning knife should have been stabbed directly into the buttocks.

However, considering that there was the old-fashioned and gentle man Sambuza beside him, he wisely did not speak.

After taking a sip, Tashi became alert. He immediately thought of the gang of rough guys below, and quickly stepped into the private room and shouted sharply.

"No one is allowed to drink alcohol. You guys, Dele, go and put away the bottles on those tables.

We have a heavy responsibility, so don't let drinking get in the way.

When we leave Datang, these wines will be returned to you so that you can drink them well."

Deng Chengxin, who was shrinking behind the curtain, saw a rough Tibetan man emerging from the second floor. After a long time, several strong Tibetan men collected all the wine bottles on each table.

The members of the Tibetan envoys looked like they dared not speak out in anger, and then quietly retreated.

"Sir, those Tibetans have collected all the wine."

After hearing this, Cheng Sanlang, who was not surprised that Plan A failed, was adding condiments to the dishes without raising his head.

"Haha, it doesn't matter, come on, come on, take all these dishes out quickly and let them serve them quickly."

In a short time, Cheng Sanlang, the greatest chef in the Tang Dynasty, the innovator of the Cheng Family Banquet, the innovator of the Cheng Family Restaurant, and the highest-ranking black shop chef in the Tang Dynasty, waved his hand.

The waiters who returned to the kitchen quickly took away the plates of food.

Even the original restaurant cooks had to join the food delivery army due to lack of manpower.

Smelling the mouth-watering alluring aroma, the head chef was a little doubtful about life.

Could it be that the noble young man came to steal his job?

Compared to him, my cooking skills are nothing short of scum...

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Meat dishes, Cheng Sanlang, a carnivore, is definitely the master of meat cooking in this era.

His personal touch was enough to make the taste of the dishes cover up the taste of that good treasure.

Platefuls of delicacies that were full of color, aroma, and flavor were brought out, even though Deng Chengxin and others knew clearly that these were dishes that the Third Young Master had added ingredients.

They couldn't help but swallow their saliva and stare, their eyes shining.

As expected of the Third Young Master, for his cooking skills, one can only express his inner admiration by giving him a thumbs up.

The tempting aroma of the food soon overflowed into the lobby on the first floor. Even the shopkeeper couldn't help but exaggeratedly widen his eyes and swallowed hard.

What's going on? Those idle nobles really want to play role-playing in their own restaurant, and are ready to play a restaurant management game?

Well, anyway, this is probably the thought running through the shopkeeper's mind.

At this moment, Tsering, who was guarding the door of the restaurant, couldn't help but sniff...


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