Traveling through Great Qin: Father Qin Shihuang!

After Zhao Che heard the news about the restaurant, it was already three days later.

In three days, it can be spread from Xianyang to Jingshui through the word of mouth of the heads of Guizhou, which is already considered a very fast speed.

"Unexpectedly, Uncle Wang is so powerful. He directly won so many shops in the most prosperous place in Xianyang. In addition to decoration and publicity, it is estimated that he spent a lot of money."

Just as Zhao Che was talking, Xiao Niu ran in.

"Brother Che, the old man with the white beard is here again, and he brought a lot of people, waiting in front."

"Old man with white beard? Old Uncle Wang?"

Zhao Che thought in his heart, he really said that Cao Cao Cao Cao is here.

After Xiao Niu came to the living room, he saw Wang Jian was waiting there with a dozen big and round people.

"Old Uncle Wang, you came so quickly. I have heard the reputation of your restaurant while sitting at home. Good job!"

Zhao Che greeted Wang Jian, and casually sent Maverick to make tea.

"Isn't this all due to your kid, I just followed the method you said, and it seems that the effect is really good."

Wang Jian stroked his beard and said with a smile.

This is because he did not reveal his identity in order to conceal his identity, and everything was just operating behind the scenes.

Otherwise, as soon as Wu Chenghou's golden signboard comes out, it may cause a sensation in the whole Xianyang that day.

"These guys are the cooks you're looking for. They're in good shape."

Zhao Che smiled, and then looked at the people behind Wang Jian.

"These people are all cooks I have carefully selected. Although their cooking skills are not as good as yours, they are still excellent. And the most important thing is that their mouths are very reliable, so you can use them with confidence."

Wang Jian narrowed his eyes and said something.

These chefs were indeed selected after thousands of selections, and they even included the imperial chefs of Xianyang Palace.

Of course, they didn't know Zhao Che's identity, and in order to keep it secret, they were strictly not allowed to reveal their identity, so they just had to obediently follow Zhao Che to learn how to cook.

Li Liu is one of these many cooks, and his cooking skills can be said to be the highest.

Their family has been the royal chef of Qin Palace for generations. His father, his grandfather, and grandpa have served several generations of Qin King successively, so their cooking skills are naturally extraordinary.

When Ying Zheng picked him out and asked him to learn cooking from others, Li Liu complained in his heart.

Especially when he saw that Zhao Che was still so young, Li Liu was even more disdainful.

Many people have an inertial thinking, thinking that no matter what happens, it depends on the accumulation of time.

Whether it's a cook or something else, as you grow older and gain more knowledge, you must have a more accurate grasp of skills in this area.

Compared with a beginner who has been immersed in this way for many years, people must subconsciously believe in the latter.

Therefore, in the thinking of many people, there is a kind of inertial thinking, that is, age represents ability.

But these people have overlooked one point, that is, there is a type of person who is not bound by this rule.

People usually call this kind of person a genius.

For example, Lu Buwei's legendary doorman, Gan Luo, who emerged at the age of 12.

Another example is Qin Wangzheng who ascended the throne at the age of 13 and swept the world.

Zhao Che may not be considered this kind of genius, but he is more terrifying than a genius.

Because he was cheating, from the moment he was born, he stood on the shoulders of giants, overlooking the entire Daqin, he himself is a humanoid hacker.

Coupled with the golden finger of the system, it is hanging in the middle!
Of course, Li Liu didn't know this, and he didn't even think that Zhao Che was a genius, so he naturally had a sense of superiority.

"Sir, the chef you are talking about is not this kid, is it?"

Li Liu gave Zhao Che a sideways glance, and said something dissatisfied.

"Presumptuous, call your son!"

Wang Jian was furious when he heard the words, he slapped the table and scolded.

Li Liu was frightened by Wang Jian's sudden outburst, and he knelt down in a panic.

In order to conceal their identity, Li Liu and the others didn't know who Zhao Che was, and Wang Jian only told them that Zhao Che was a master cook.

Therefore, as the imperial chef, Li Liu naturally had no fear of Zhao Che's identity, and he directly expressed any complaints in his heart.

However, Li Liu didn't know, but Wang Jian did.

Leaving aside Zhao Che's status as the son of the royal family, just because of his talent alone, Li Liu, a mere cook, could not speak disrespectfully.

"Sir, I don't mean to offend you, I'm just curious, is this little... young master, is he really the master of cooking that Mr. said?"

"Could it be that you are questioning the old man?"

"The villain dare not!"

Li Liu buried his head deeply, but there was still a look of dissatisfaction on his face.

"Bastard!"

Seeing Li Liu's appearance, Wang Jian glanced at the people behind him again, and found that although they didn't speak, they obviously had the same thoughts, and his heart suddenly became angry.

"Old Uncle Wang, calm down, you will hurt yourself if you are too angry!"

Seeing that things were getting out of control, Zhao Che hurried forward to hold Wang Jian back.

It must be normal for Li Liu and the others to have doubts. Zhao Che is not the kind of stingy person. If you stare at me, I will kill your whole family.

For cooks like Li Liu, the best way to shut them up is of course to show their abilities.

"Come on, Old Uncle Wang, have a cup of tea to calm down! That one, you should get up first too!"

Just as Xiao Niu came over to make tea, Zhao Che casually poured him a cup.

"Is this tea? This is clearly water."

After Zhao Che's persuasion, Wang Jian restrained his anger.

He then picked up the tea that Zhao Che poured for himself, and when he was about to take a sip to moisten his throat, he suddenly stopped by his mouth.

"Of course it's tea, but it's different from the tea soup you usually drink. This thing is called fried tea. You'll know it after you try it!"

"Fried tea? What kind of novelty is this?"

When Wang Jian picked up the teacup, he could smell a faint fragrance, which was not as pungent as the tea soup, and the tea soup was clear and not cloudy at all. If you don't pay attention, this is a normal cup of hot water.

After hesitating for a while, Wang Jian put the teacup into his mouth.

The tea was just boiled, and it was a little hot, so Wang Jian just took a sip.

There was a faint bitterness at the entrance, which made Wang Jian frown, but as the tea left down his throat, the bitterness in his mouth gradually returned to sweetness, and Wang Jian's expression also relaxed along with the tea.

"It turns out that this is the real tea!"

Wang Jian tasted the taste in his mouth carefully, and couldn't help admiring. Compared with this fried tea, the tea soup they drank before was like muddy sewage.