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

Once you have the ingredients, you have to think about who to invite and what to cook.

Li Shimin and his group will definitely invite them, no matter whether they have time or not, the invitations must be delivered, and they must do enough to save face.

As for the dishes, there are about eight or nine people at a table, a pot of mutton hot pot, a pot of braised rooster, and seven home-cooked dishes. Thinking of this, Yin Xuan paused for a moment, and knocked his head.

I have moved to a new house, and the system doesn't give me any indication?
However, the system is empty, without any indication.

Yin Xuan pouted.

So stingy.

Outside the city of Chang'an, a few people were sitting in an ox cart, loaded with their belongings, and walked slowly along the crowd, preparing to enter the city.

Among the men guarding the bullock cart, except for Zhou Bu who was elated, the others all had hesitant expressions on their faces.

Come to the city gate.

A man stopped and looked at Zhou Bu: "Commander, it's really like what you said, the son of Chief Yin really managed the restaurant?"

Zhou Bu glanced at him: "When did I lie to you?"

The other men looked at each other. On the fourth day of the first lunar month, they hired an ox cart and drove from their hometown to Chang'an. They asked countless times along the way, and Zhou Bu often explained to them tirelessly.

But they still find it hard to believe.

Can the sister-in-law's cooking skills teach a child who is so good at cooking?

And one month's usual wages.

If these words hadn't come out of Zhou Bu's mouth, they would never have left their hometown with just one person.

Entering the city from Yanping Gate, we walked around a few streets and passed through a few squares, and we arrived at Tongfu Restaurant.

Looking at the facade.

The men looked at their shabby clothes, then at the children, mother, and father on the ox cart, and hesitated: "Is this really the restaurant of the whistle chief's family?"

Zhou Bu nodded.

These few men who would not back down in front of mountains of swords and seas of fire, on the contrary, felt a little scared at this moment and stopped in their tracks.

"Brother Zhou, why don't we go find other things to do." A man pursed his lips, his voice weak.

Zhou Bu glanced at him: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"They all came to Chang'an, but you backed down?"

The man lowered his head, raised his foot and kicked, shook his head, and said softly: "That's Yin Zhengyang, not the whistle chief. I just thought their restaurant was established, but I didn't expect it to be so rich."

"Feel like being given alms?" Zhou Bu could see his inner thoughts at a glance.

The man nodded unwillingly.

It is Yin's father, not Yin Xuan, who has something to do with them.

Although it is said that people in the world often think about how to build a relationship with their rich relatives after they have rich relatives. It is best to be a rice worm.

But there are always some people, unless they are rich themselves, they will start a proper relationship with relatives who are close to each other after their relatives become rich.

Just don't want to be regarded as the kind of person who climbs the ranks.

Tongfu restaurant is that relative who has become rich. Just looking at the facade, this man knows that what he thinks and what Zhou Bu said are completely different things.

He thought that the business of the restaurant of the sister-in-law's family was only as big as that of Happy Forest.But seeing it with my own eyes, this is far from what Happy Forest can match.

As far as the exquisiteness of the facade is concerned, these rough men can't see the specific beauty, but feel that every brick and every tile seems to be shining brightly with the luster of copper coins.

Zhou Bu patted his head and shook his head inside: "Nephew Zhengyang doesn't have as many problems as you think."

"What are we here for?"

"I came here to work, and I'm not planning to use the name of the whistle chief to eat and drink."

The man was still hesitant.

But without giving him too much time, the high-speed rail standing at the door recognized Zhou Bu, walked over, and asked respectfully, "Are you here to find the shopkeeper?"

Gao Tie has great respect for this person who has to call his shopkeeper an uncle.

Zhou Bu nodded, and also bowed to the high-speed rail: "Yes, please tell nephew Zhengyang, I'm waiting for a few helpers to come over."

After the high-speed train got off, he turned around and went back to the restaurant, notifying Yin Xuan.

He was writing invitations—the format is different from that of later generations, different people have different names, and the format that should be written is also different. He has read a lot of books on this matter and asked Wu Youdao for advice, but still It was him scratching his ears and cheeks in a hurry.

I would rather go to drive a working generator by myself than do this kind of girl embroidery.

But it's not easy to entrust other people.

Li Lizhi and Li Shu can write, but the name is not right, and Yin Lulu's handwriting is too ugly. She has only practiced handwriting for half a year, and she is not as good-looking as her own, so Jiu'er can't count on it.

"Shopkeeper, your uncle is here." Gao Tie walked to Yin Xuan's side and said softly.

Yin Lulu called "Bo", and Yin Xuan called "Uncle".

He also didn't quite understand what their relationship was, so he simply hung up on both of them.

uncle?

Yin Xuan was stunned for a moment, then glanced outside, it was Zhou Bu and a few guys who were somewhat familiar but not completely familiar, and immediately realized it.

Throwing down the half-written invitation, he walked out the door.

"Uncle Zhou, why did you come so early?" Yin Xuan asked with a smile.

Zhou Bu replied: "Idle at home is also idle, I might as well come earlier, and I can help my nephew earlier."

As he spoke, he paused for a moment, then pointed to a group of men standing beside him: "These are all under the commander's command, good brothers who were born and died."

"As soon as I got back to the village, they came to ask about your family's recent situation. It's just that they don't have enough money to come and visit my nephew and sister-in-law in person."

Yin Xuan nodded, smiled, and glanced back: "It's good, it's thanks to you."

There are also some old people, children and women in the car.

I came here with my family.

Yin Xuan waved his hand: "Have you eaten yet?"

Zhou Bu nodded: "Take your family in first, I'll get you some food."

Yin Xuan's attitude made the group of men feel relieved. At least on the surface, they warmly welcomed them.

The men helped their parents, wives, or children to get off the bullock cart.

By the way, I also unloaded the belongings.

Most of the ox carts are not theirs, but hired, and every extra day will be counted as a day's money.

More than ten people sat at two tables.

Yin Xuan was not stingy either, and cooked a large table of dishes for them, not spicy dishes, for fear of stimulating their stomachs, they were all light side dishes.

Looking at a table full of meals.

Those men stared round, even before going to the battlefield, they had never eaten such a sumptuous meal.

Although a table of dishes can't explain anything, it also reflects Yin Xuan's attitude towards them very well.

"How about it, can you feel at ease now?" Zhou Bu smiled slightly and said softly.