my relatives are a bit much

Chapter 913

After chatting for a few words.

Pan Haodong served Yuan Shoucheng more tea, and said bluntly, "Daoist Yuan, please speak up if you have anything to say!"

"Mr. Pan, your destiny is very peculiar, indescribably precious, and elusive. I think I have some success in divination, but I can't deduce any of your origins. It's strange."

Yuan Shoucheng can know yin and yang, determine life and death, and can even calculate the amount of rain that will fall when it rains tomorrow, but he can't figure out the history of the owner of a steamed stuffed bun shop. identity.

This is surprising.

He is the uncle of Yuan Tiangang, the official of the Qintian Supervisor. The way of calculation is the second in the world, and no one dares to say the first. At the beginning of the Westward Journey, Tang Wang Li Shimin held a land and water conference, which was also caused by his bet with the Dragon King of Jinghe.

A fate is too precious, and the two maids are the owners of the fairy's steamed stuffed bun shop, so their very existence is a big doubt.

It's no wonder that Yuan Shoucheng came to the door in person to observe Pan Haodong's every move.

"Yuan Daochang, I'm not the only one in the sky and on the earth who can make you unable to calculate the history, right?"

Pan Haodong smiled and took a roundabout approach.

You must not reveal your origins at will. When appropriate, it is okay to add a mysterious vest of "unfathomable" and "extraordinary origins" to yourself.

"a lot of."

Yuan Shoucheng said truthfully.

He is just a Taoist priest who specializes in the art of alchemy. Although he has become an immortal and can accept the imperial edict at any time and be ranked in the immortal class, even if he is in the immortal class, he is still an immortal.

With his current strength, he can at best estimate the immortals and demons under Da Luo.

"That's it!" Pan Haodong shrugged.

"Mr. Pan, excuse me."

Yuan Shoucheng was quite savvy, and when he learned of Pan Haodong's identity as the Immortal Luo, he got up and left without saying a word.

The famous Da Luo gods in the Three Realms basically have mentors behind them. Da Luo himself is very powerful, not to mention the people behind him, all of them are big bosses.

No matter what Pan Haodong's plans are, Yuan Shoucheng cannot provoke them.

This is an existence he can't afford to mess with.

The best choice is to stop talking briefly. When communicating between people, it is most taboo to talk briefly and talk deeply.

For some things, you can wait until you have a deep relationship in the future and come to ask.

……

A restaurant.

Several wealthy businessmen near Hongfu Temple gathered in a room by the window, plotting something while drinking.

A middle-aged man with a goatee and a shrewd appearance spoke first: "Master Qian, Manager Liu, Pan's Baozi Shop newly opened in Dongxingfang, the taste is strange, the taste is excellent, and the business is very prosperous, but Mr. Not very good at doing business, such delicious steamed stuffed buns only sell for one or two yuan, and they are sold in limited quantities."

"Obviously you can make a lot of money every day, but if you insist on earning two or three times a day, after deducting costs and manpower, there is not much profit at all."

"His secret recipe for steamed buns is like a pearl covered in dust. We should take the recipe and promote it."

The shopkeeper Qian, who was tall and fat, followed up and said: "Yes, the secret recipe of buns can only be carried forward if we put it in our hands. Seventy percent of the inns and restaurants in Chang'an are connected with us. As long as we get the secret recipe of buns, we can get rich." Wouldn’t it be great to mass-produce soup dumplings, fresh meat dumplings, three delicacies dumplings, and vegetable dumplings, and then provide them to restaurants and inns, and can also customize breakfast for princes and nobles, and gather contacts while making money.”

"However, how do we obtain the secret recipe?" Shopkeeper Liu asked a key question.

Shopkeeper Zhao, who spoke first, said, "It's nothing more than coercion and temptation. We can use the simplest method first, asking a middleman to come to the door to buy the formula. If it doesn't work, we can find a way."

Shopkeeper Qian asked, "How should we distribute the formula when we get it?"

Shopkeeper Liu cautiously suggested, "How about San San Si?"

"No no no..."

Shopkeeper Zhao shook his head and said: "Five, three, two is the best plan."

Shopkeeper Qian sneered, "Then who is five and who is two?"

Shopkeeper Zhao was not afraid at all: "Let's see who gets the bun formula first."

"That's okay. Whoever gets the formula will get [-]%, and the one with the smallest contribution will get [-]%..."

"It's reasonable."

Several merchants introduced by the Guanzhong noble clan decided on the distribution of profits, as if they could easily get the secret recipe of steamed buns if they focused on it.

As everyone knows, the secret recipe of Pan's Steamed Bun Shop is nothing more than a few flavors that Pan Haodong casually mixes.

Even if you sell the formula to them, you can bring forth new ideas afterwards.

……

Near noon.

With two maids, Cui Zhu and Begonia, Pan Haodong, who was visiting the East City, was about to enter a restaurant to rest and taste the local delicacies of the Tang Dynasty, when he saw a team of guards riding horses, stopping in front of a bulletin board to post the imperial list.

"Recently, my beloved wife, Changsun's old illness has relapsed..."

There's a whole bunch of them at the back.

Pan Haodong, who came to join in the fun, simply skipped these and focused his attention on the back.

"From now on, we will recruit sages, regardless of background or knowledge, as long as you are sure, as for my beloved wife, I will reward you with 3000 taels of gold and pay homage to the Imperial Physician Hall..."

After Cuizhu finished reading the imperial list, she turned her head to look at Pan Haodong, and said with a smile: "Master, do you want to reveal the imperial list?"

"Hmm~~" Pan Haodong nodded.

Haitang immediately stepped forward and took off the imperial list.

The guard who was waiting here immediately stepped forward: "Who will reveal the list?"

Haitang said: "My son."

The guard glanced at Pan Haodong and said, "It's no small matter at this time, are you sure?"

Pan Haodong said confidently: "Of course I'm sure, otherwise how could I let the maid reveal the list?"

"Then, please follow me into the palace!"

After a pause, the guard said: "The palace is an important place, and idlers are not allowed to enter."

"Cuizhu, Haitang, go back and wait for me."

Both women are golden immortals, only one step away from Taiyi Realm, as long as the great monster and god do not take action, mortal forces cannot be their opponents.

Therefore, Pan Haodong was very relieved to let the two girls return to the bun shop alone.

Enter the palace with the guards.

Pan Haodong waited outside the palace for a while, and then an old eunuch came out to summon him.

Soon, he met Tang Taizong Li Shimin, Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty, Empress Changsun who was ill in bed, and princes and princesses such as Li Tai, Li Chengqian, Li Zhi, and Li Lizhi.

Although he is the emperor of the Tang Dynasty in the world of Journey to the West, Li Shimin does not have much strength except for being protected by the luck of the emperor. It is no wonder that after the death of the Dragon King of Jinghe, the unjust soul can scare Li Shimin's soul out of his body and enter the underworld for a visit.

Of course, Li Shimin's soul going to the underworld should have a lot to do with Buddhism, otherwise, how could the Lord of the Tang Dynasty, who has the luck of the emperor, be frightened out of his body by a dragon soul?
Do you really think that the Emperor's luck is just a joke?
This is the supreme luck that even saints have to treat with caution, and it can make gods and ghosts avoid it.

"I have seen Your Majesty."

Seeing the current emperor, Pan Haodong acted very indifferently, he did not call himself a grassroots person, nor did he call himself a poor man, but simply greeted him, just like he greeted his neighbor when he opened the door in the morning.

his attitude.

Obviously stimulated all the princes and princesses.

It's just that the father hasn't spoken yet, the children of their generation don't dare to speak indiscriminately, they can only stare at each other angrily.

(End of this chapter)