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

Although there are more than 900 franchisees in total.

There are only more than 300 people who can participate in the food festival competition.

After all... the food festival will only produce [-] vendors who can hang the small sign of "Tongfu", and the rest of the food festival will just accompany them.

Most of the small businesses and hawkers have no idea of ​​being famous, nor of becoming bigger and stronger. It would be nice if they can earn a living.

The cost of a food festival is still too high.

Some of them were not traders from Chang'an City, some of them also came from Luoyang.

In the end, only one-third of them were willing to participate. These 300 people still have some pursuits and want to fight. What if... I can really get that small brand?

"There are so many?" Li Shimin asked in surprise, the stinky tofu in his mouth almost spewed out.

Yin Xuan frowned in disgust: "Can you talk after eating?"

"There are a total of [-] franchisees, and I think it's too small to only come to [-]."

Li Shimin was obedient, swallowed what was in his mouth, and then continued: "There are so many franchisees?" The surprise in his voice did not cover up.

"A lot?" Yin Xuan asked back.

Li Shimin also asked back: "Not much?"

Yin Xuan shook his head and didn't say anything. There are only more than 900 snack vendors in the entire Chang'an city plus Luoyang city... It can't meet the needs of the entire Chang'an and Luoyang.

It can only fill the upper few squares of the two cities.

Those who live in a few squares can afford these snacks now.

Li Shimin gnawed on the fried cold noodles and looked outside, his eyes filled with satisfaction.

What is a prosperous age?

He thinks that's it.

Not only do people not have to worry about filling their stomachs, but they can also think about how to eat better, and even... they are thinking about things other than three meals a day.

Although he is very clear that this is only Chang'an, or Luoyang, Yangzhou, Yizhou, etc., it can also be like Chang'an, and more places are almost the same as before Yin Xuan appeared.

But... at least something has changed.

At least... a chance to change.

"Zhengyang." Li Shimin said with emotion, "Sometimes I wonder if I should build a temple for you."

He really has such an idea.

Yin Xuan stood up, patted his buttocks, and rolled his eyes at him: "Crazy."

Li Shimin was not angry, but just smiled, handed the two empty bowls in Di Renjie's hands, spread them back, and leaned back on the chair: "Zhengyang, I want to eat more."

"We'll have lunch later." Yin Xuan felt like a worried old woman, so he comforted her with kind words.

Li Shimin became fussy: "No, I want to eat."

Yin Xuan sighed.

Li Shimin's eyes lit up, and he felt that his rioting seemed to have had an effect, and he slightly increased the intensity of the rioting.

Yin Xuan sighed again, with a kind smile on his face: "Recently, the drinks in restaurants seem to be a little scarce."

Li Shimin immediately sat down obediently, and stopped making noise, but when he sighed, he would always make some unsatisfactory little movements, disturbing the peace in the restaurant.

Until almost lunchtime.

Li Lizhi and the others came back from wandering outside.

Seeing Li Shimin sitting at the door, Li Lizhi and Li Shu's eyes flashed brightly, and they greeted him eagerly: "Daddy is here."

"How is daddy these days?"

After exchanging pleasantries for a while, the two daughters gave Li Shimin a bunch of snacks.

It's better for my own daughter, knowing to bring food for the father.

These are the foods...why have you ever moved your mouth?

The candied gourd was bitten, the roasted gluten was eaten, two small pieces were eaten, half a bowl of rice rolls was eaten, and a chopstick was moved slightly. The stinky tofu was all whole, but at a glance, there were only odd numbers inside.

Hey, I have to boast myself, I know how to use the word "odd number".

Li Shimin raised the doubts in his heart.

Li Lizhi smiled sweetly, very gently: "Ah, isn't that too much to eat?"

"The candied haws are too thickly coated."

Li Shu also provoked the problem: "The red fruits inside haven't been picked clean yet."

"This baked gluten is also good. It's too hard and doesn't taste good at all."

"Well, that's right, there are also rice rolls. They have already given them the sauce, but the prepared one still has a little bit of bitterness."

Li Shimin was dumbfounded. He thought it was because his daughter cared about him, so he specially brought it for him from outside. Unexpectedly... it turned out that he thought it was not delicious, so he ate the leftovers?

"If it doesn't taste good, why don't you bring it back?" Li Shimin asked with a piece of stinky tofu in his heart.

Li Lizhi replied naturally: "Food can't be wasted."

"I originally wanted to bring it to my grandfather. He doesn't pick anything."

"But since Daddy is here, then give it to Daddy."

This made Li Shimin feel a lot more comfortable.

good guy...

What kind of image of his own father in the minds of his two granddaughters, who can't eat the rest of the stuff to him?Do you think he is some kind of naive animal?

Li Shimin didn't notice at all that he and Li Yuan were treated in the same way.

the next day.

Li Shimin rushed over early, and after drinking two bowls of porridge in the restaurant, accompanied by the guards, he walked around cautiously and got some snacks by the way.

He has discovered the rules.

The one closest to the restaurant will taste better, and the one farther away from the restaurant will have a worse taste.

Of course... not absolutely.

There will also be some good tastes, but the stalls are far away. These are not vendors from Huaizhen Square, and they cannot grab the golden position closest to Tongfu Restaurant.

Li Shimin asked Yin Xuan for a 15 yuan voting sign, and voted for those vendors he liked. Of course...he hoped that these vendors would not enter the top fifteen.

This gave me a justifiable excuse to recruit these people into Shangshi Bureau.

Of course... After eating so much outside, I still have to go to Tongfu Restaurant for lunch.

Food Festival is currently.

For three meals a day, Tongfu Restaurant receives guests on time and on time, but supper is suspended for a period of time. Except for his own family, Yin Xuan does not receive guests.

The surrounding vendors were very grateful.

They all knew that if Mr. Zhengyang also had supper, then they would really have no business at all.

The food festival continues.

Wu Jue finally dealt with the matter at hand almost, and had a little free time-after the food festival was over, he had to continue to be busy.

She seemed to be unable to see herself at leisure.

Turning around, he took Gelenima and others, signed the contract, prepared the mine pump, and then took them to Tongfu restaurant at night to meet Yin Xuan.

Duke Zhengyang of Datang...

To meet this legendary figure, they were all very nervous.