I am the cook, but I am Li Er's son-in-law

Yin Xuan does not prepare many noodles every day.

What he wants is to enjoy life, not to be enjoyed by life.

Do more, earn less, and get tired.
If it weren't for the promotion of breakfast culture, he wouldn't be bothered to get up early every day to set up a stall.

Before that, if they couldn’t buy the fried dough sticks from Tongfu restaurant, this group of customers had no other choice, but now that they had it, they bought fried dough sticks from other restaurants with the mentality of giving it a try.

Although the appearance and taste are a bit worse.

But it's really the taste of fried dough sticks.

It's okay to eat.

At least it is much better than other breakfast foods sold.

Huaizhen Square, which had no sense of existence in the Tang Dynasty, finally spread quietly in Chang'an City under the drive of Tongfu Restaurant.

In a teahouse in West City, a few scholars got together after buying paper, ink, pens and inkstones, and chatted about what happened in the city recently.

"You've heard that the uncle of Wushui County and the man of Qingyuan County recently apologized to a restaurant cook, and even sent his son to the county government, where he was charged with robbery?" Putting the paper under the table, he spoke softly.

"Is there such a thing?"

"What is the background of the chef, so that the county uncle can make an apology?"

Several other people suddenly became interested, pricked up their ears, and began to listen.

"No background." The man shook his head, "Just an ordinary chef."

He paused for a while.

"I heard from the girl in Pingkang Fang that she seems to be a very good-looking person. Apart from this, there is nothing special about her."

A table of people raised their eyebrows and looked at the speaker in surprise.

No special background?

"How can those nobles be so kind?" A scholar frowned, puzzled.There are not many Xungui who bully men and women in the Tang Dynasty. After all, the country has just been founded, and Xungui are mostly capable people, and their families have not been corrupted.

It can be said that such "low-spirited" is not something that those nobles can do.

The other person looked a little helpless: "Who said it wasn't."

"But it happened just like that."

The person who spoke first shook his head: "You can't say that, one of these three people is Ma Shiyu, who used to be a servant in Changxian County. He seems to be able to do such a thing."

Ma Zhou was extremely well-known in their circle of scholars, and he could even be said to be their role model.

Did not participate in the imperial examination.

He wrote several duets for Chang He, and was valued by His Majesty. He entered the imperial court and served in the province.Which scholar does not want to do this?

A person who had never spoken all this time pulled his beard and asked softly: "You are talking about the Tongfu restaurant in Huaizhenfang?"

The person who spoke first nodded: "Yes, that's the one."

"You've heard of this too?"

The man shook his head: "I haven't heard about the county magistrate's apology, but I've heard about another thing about it."

As he said that, he paused: "You guys should know about Mingyue Tower, right?"

The readers nodded.

How could Mingyuelou and the others not know.

This year, two of them were admitted to the imperial examinations, and the Tail Burning Banquet was held in Mingyue Tower.

"Not long ago, Tongfu Restaurant had a cooking competition with Mingyue Tower." The man said slowly, "Which side do you think will win?"

There was a look of surprise on the faces of the readers.

"According to common sense, of course the winner is Mingyue Tower, but since you said so, then the winner is the Tongfu Restaurant?" A person spoke softly, his mind was spinning quickly, and he came up with a clear logic. .

The man nodded: "Yes, Tongfu Restaurant won in the end."

"And it's not a narrow victory, it's a complete victory."

"The master chef at Mingyue Tower has now left Mingyue Tower and went to Tongfu Restaurant to work as a small worker. He wants the chef at Tongfu Restaurant to accept him as an apprentice."

The people at the table stared wide-eyed, although they had some foreshadowing, but this result still surprised them.

How much do you have to lose.
Let all the master chefs in Mingyuelou quit their jobs and go to Tongfu Restaurant to do small jobs.

It is said that the master chef of Mingyue Tower was once invited to the Shangshi Bureau to be a member of Shangshi from the eighth rank, but because the shopkeeper of Mingyuelou was his third uncle, he did not become an official in the end.

"Better cooking skills than Mingyue Tower?" a person asked.

The man nodded: "That's what everyone who has eaten there has said."

"Brother Chen, have you ever eaten?" A person found a blind spot.

The man nodded again: "Huaizhen Square is too far away, I don't really want to go alone."

"And the food over there is not cheap. If you want to have a good meal, you need at least two or three hundred Wen."

After speaking, he looked at the group of people sitting beside him, and said with a smile: "If you have this wish, why don't we go together?"

He has wanted to go to Tong Fu Restaurant for a long time.

To say the least, it's fake.

The main reason is that he is poor, and he doesn't blink an eye after buying books several times, after all, maybe this is the only book in his life.

But if the food is eaten in the stomach, it can only last for half a day, and it can last for a day with a little patience.

It is too extravagant to fill one's stomach with two or three hundred wen.

"Hearing what Brother Chen said, I am somewhat interested." One person's eyes lit up, "Count me in."

"Count me in too."

"I'm going too."

Just when this group of people began to discuss and discuss Tongfu Restaurant.

In Tongfu restaurant.

Yin Xuan opened the wine jar that had been dusty for a long time, and as soon as he threw away the wax seal, a fresh scent of wine spread over the surface, with a hint of sourness.

Filter out the wine, it is a slightly blue liquid.

Yin Xuan took a sip and smacked his lips. The taste was not bad. Although there was a little sour taste in his breath, there was no sour taste in the wine.

Of course, this is not a complete brandy, and a distillation step is required.

Take out the dusty distillation machine, light the fire, and boil the water.

Repeated distillation, the alcohol purification.

In the end, there was only five catties of pure wine left, and the rich aroma of the wine permeated the entire yard, and even floated into the lobby through the wooden door.

Zhou Xiaosan stared at the wooden door eagerly, until Yin Xuan came out from the backyard, he couldn't wait to stand up and go up to him: "Did Da Lang brew new wine?"

Ever since he visited Pingkangfang once, Zhou Xiaosan's name for Yin Xuan has changed.

From "shopkeeper" to "Dalang", I explained myself more clearly.

Yin Xuan nodded, and said with a smile: "That's right, new wine has been brewed."

He paused for a while.

"The new wine is called Yujingqiu, fifty cents a tael, and each person can buy three taels a day. Do you want to try it?" Yin Xuan reported the name and price, and looked at Zhou Xiaosan with a smile.