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

Master Xuanzang was taken aback.

He turned his head and glanced again. The ox cart master who could hear them had a normal expression and was not at all surprised by You Xia'er's words.

The deep-rooted rules of the Tang Dynasty will not disappear in these years.

A mere ranger, no matter how powerful the master behind him is, he is not qualified to talk about a prince.

And...he dared to say such a thing in public, and the people next to him didn't have any objection after hearing it.

Then it can only be said that... this sentence is a fact.

Is that Lord Zhengyang's status so high?

Walking all the way forward.

You Xiaer led Master Xuanzang to the door of the Tongfu restaurant—this was the first time Master Xuanzang saw it, and he heard it at least five or six times a day when he was on the boat.

With white walls and black tiles, there is almost no trace of defacement. Except for the traces of the door frame with the years, it can not be seen that this is an old store that has been in operation for several years. On the contrary, it looks like a new store that has just opened.

No matter how small a restaurant is, it is difficult to avoid such a problem - oil pollution.

After all, people come and go, and there is the most fireworks in the world.

But here, Master Xuanzang can't see this problem.

There were more customers than all the restaurants he had ever seen combined. There were many people coming and going, full of fireworks, but there was no oil stain at all—there was a small stall selling fried skewers at the door.

Wang is always reluctant to bear this.

When there are no customers in the teahouse, and a few in-laws don't come to play mahjong, she will stay here. Even though she has become the imperial wife, the few pennies and the few pennies can still make her happy for a long time .

The lack of oil pollution in Tongfu Restaurant is not due to the credit of the system - this thing has no other purpose except to make money and do some practical things by the way.

There is no oil stain, it is the result of the hard work of the guys at Tongfu Restaurant, the rangers at Fengchao, and bad people.

Stepped in.

Master Xuanzang smelled an extremely alluring fragrance, which came straight to his brain from his nostrils. He considered himself a person who had no pursuit of foreign objects.

But smelling this smell, his body was still honest, which made him swallow a mouthful of saliva.

smell good……

How can the food be so fragrant.

Following the scent, he glanced at the source, thick oily red sauce, large pieces of bright meat, ribs, or thin golden ingredients that he had never seen before, mixed with some shredded meat.

Meat, full of meat.

Master Xuanzang's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly looked at the other tables, but he still couldn't see even a single vegan dish, more or less with meat.

This...wouldn't it be impossible for me to eat this kind of delicacy?
Master Xuanzang swallowed again, turned his gaze, and forced his gaze to fall on You Xiaer.

Can not watch!
These are all temptations, and things will happen later!
You Xia'er bowed to Di Renjie, and greeted him: "Mr. Di Xiaolang, where is Mr. Zhengyang?"

"Cooking in the kitchen." Di Renjie replied briskly while putting the food on the guest's table, and glanced at Master Xuanzang behind You Xia'er, "Why did you bring a monk here?"

You Xia'er replied with a smile: "Mr. Xue Lang said that this man is of great use to Duke Zhengyang."

Di Renjie nodded, and turned around to walk towards a table of guests who had eaten well: "Then you take him to wait, there are only a few tables of guests whose meals are not ready."

Master Xuanzang was stunned for a moment, his face full of surprise.

and many more…

What does this mean?
This Tongfu restaurant is not only owned by Mr. Zhengyang, but also Mr. Zhengyang cooks the food himself?
No way... Such a high-ranking person actually still does this kind of thing?

And... with a grunt, he swallowed again, and the meals all looked so delicious.

Di Renjie left the table, paused, and asked You Xia'er, "Want something to eat?"

You Xia didn't answer right away, but turned around and looked at Master Xuanzang: "Do you want to eat something together, Master?"

Master Xuanzang hesitated for a long time, then shook his head with difficulty: "Forget it, I'm afraid I can't eat these things."

You Xia'er nodded, with a regretful expression on his face.

He didn't know what taboos these monks had, what they could and couldn't eat, but...Master Xuanzang didn't open his mouth to eat, and as a half-master, he couldn't open his mouth to order.

Di Renjie didn't ask further, he knew the result when Master Xuanzang opened his mouth, picked up the clean plates, withdrew to the kitchen, and waited for the wash after he was busy.

Master Xuanzang and You Xiaer were waiting at the door—there was no table for them to sit in.

Fragrant.

This is a great test for Master Xuanzang, that is, he does not know the names of these dishes, and when he recites sutras to stabilize his heart, he just swallows his saliva. The name of the dish is up.

Waited for over an hour.

Di Renjie came out of the restaurant and waved inside: "The shopkeeper is ready to cook now, please come in, both of you."

Do it now?
Master Xuanzang looked up at the sky, and estimated the time by himself. Is this what the little man said "only a few tables left"?

There are really a lot of "only" left.

He followed Di Renjie and walked in again.

Most of the guests in the restaurant hadn't left yet, and the aroma became more obvious between the toasts, and the aroma of the wine... was more attractive than the meat.

Master Xuanzang tried not to let himself think about food, his eyes wandered, and he found Zhengyang Gong in the restaurant.

The guests in the restaurant... Most of them are scholars, and their clothes look very ordinary. They should not be Mr. Zhengyang, those three little old men who are rubbing other people's food...

Seeing the three of them, Master Xuanzang hesitated for a moment.

Although the clothes on his body looked ordinary, they were made of rare and good materials, especially the color matching on his body, which was not something ordinary people would dare to use.

Seeing a person's origin in a few glances is an essential skill for monks like them.

After all, it is necessary to develop reliable and stable pilgrims.

But... these few people, Master Xuanzang dare not say that they have a lot of background.

After all, those famous people, who would be so shameless, go to grab other people's food and drink, and even three together!
Turn your eyes again.

When Master Xuanzang saw Yin Xuan, it was as if a ray of light pierced his pupils. It was the first time he saw such a good-looking man after traveling so many countries and places.

She has sword eyebrows and star eyes, and there seems to be great compassion in her eyes. It would look good if she shaved her head!
This son is related to my sect!

There was an eager light in his eyes, thinking, after meeting Zhengyang Gong, he would have a good chat with this person to see if he could be influenced.

then……

He saw You Xiaer running towards that young and handsome man.