Datang Fenghua Road

"Only soup and no meat? That won't work..."

Han Yue held the bowl and thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "Of course I also want to eat meat. The best thing about making steamed buns with mutton is to eat meat. How can you do without meat? You can't get full with soup!"

Both he and the chef talked about mutton soup and mutton. On the surface, it seemed to be talking about a kind of food, but in fact it contained a deep meaning.

Not far away, Li Shimin and the eldest grandson peeped quietly, and several concubines and noble concubines also secretly paid attention.

The cook suddenly tapped the soup pot with a big spoon, making a clanging sound. He looked at Han Yue and shouted loudly: "Since you want to eat meat, you have to pay. How can there be so many free good things in this world? Everyone If you eat free food like your father and son, won’t this old man starve to death at a loss?”

He seemed to get angrier the more he talked, and suddenly he stretched out his big hand and said angrily, "Ten cents for half a catty of mutton, I'll take it out for this old man now."

"It's useless for you to get angry, nephew, I just don't take it out..."

Han Yue snorted, his face seemed to be unreasonable, and he seemed to be coquettish to the elders, and said with a smile: "What does the junior want to eat for the elders? If you really want to give the money, you will give it to me, when the little nephew takes a daughter-in-law. You are poor, and you haven't given a gift to you so far."

"Stinky boy, you are more shameless than your father."

The cook spat and said angrily: "He will only rob him with a knife, but you will cheat and coax. This Tang Dynasty falls into the hands of your father and son, and it is indeed possible to make a fortune..."

When he said this, he suddenly stopped talking, and instead let out a soft sigh.

Han Yue didn't seem to hear it, and it seemed that his left ear heard the right ear. He was holding the big bowl with a nonchalant expression on his face. Shi Shiran took out two rough cakes from the cake basket, turned back to the chef and said with a smile: "Uncle, you Look good, I took two rough pancakes. My little nephew didn't take too much, as long as I'm full, I'll never be greedy for more..."

After speaking, he moved the big bowl full of mutton soup forward, and said with a saliva: "Although I won't eat more, but I still have to ask for some mutton. Uncle, please quickly give the little nephew half a catty, just eat it rough. Bread is not enough to fight hunger, just drinking mutton soup is not enough."

He said again that he couldn't get enough to eat, which obviously had a deep meaning.

The chef stared straight at him, and the scar on his face became more and more hideous.After a long time passed, he smashed the soup pot with a big spoon and said angrily: "No, no, there is no mutton at all, this old man's business is booming today, and I have sold all the mutton I cut..."

He suddenly put the big spoon to the side of the pot, then picked up the big pot of mutton and threw it on the chopping board with a bang. Lamb.

Everyone was puzzled by this action, but the cook stared straight at Han Yue and snorted coldly, "If you want to eat mutton, you can cut it yourself with a knife."

Let Han Yue cut the meat by hand?

The faces of everyone present froze.

What is Han Yue's identity now? It's not worse than Li Shimin.He not only holds the invincible Xifu Sanwei, but also owns the entire Guanwai and the eastern prairie, the Shenyang city in the northeast is the most prosperous in the world, and the Koguryo in the east of Liaoning is half.

This is almost a founding emperor who has not yet ascended the throne. Even Li Shimin has to say that Han Yue is qualified to be side by side with him.

Then the chef asked Han Yue to cut the meat with a knife!

Everyone's expressions became a little strange, and they couldn't help but secretly observe the meat-cutting environment of the mutton soup shop.

The shop was cramped and cramped, and the oily flowers beside the chopping board were messy. No one but the cook liked to enter this kind of place.

However, Han Yue nodded with a smile, and said, "Cut as much as you want, and you will have enough food and clothing by yourself. Anyway, the mutton is yours. I won't give you money if I cut more or less."

While speaking, he really put down the big bowl and walked to the chopping board. He picked up the huge chopper in his left hand, and copied a cooked lamb shank with his right hand, and then started to cut the lamb with great skill, as if he was born to be a rough cook.

The eldest grandson looked up in the distance, suddenly pulled the corner of his husband's shirt lightly, and said with a puzzled face: "Your Majesty, what is Yue'er doing? And the cook... What does he mean..."

Li Shimin's eyes were bright, and he suddenly said: "Let them fight, let's just watch, I suddenly feel that today is a turning point, maybe I can end all the hatreds six years ago!"

Six years ago, it was the ninth year of Wude!

That year, the Xuanwu Gate Incident in Chang'an!

That year, the Tang Dynasty changed the emperor!

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But he said that Han Yue took the chop knife and cut a large bowl of meat, and then he was satisfied to put down the knife and hold the bowl, and then picked up the two rough pancakes, ready to walk out of the shop and break the steamed buns.

The chef suddenly stopped and said coldly: "It's not enough to just cut your own bowl, you have to fill the whole big bowl for me. The old man has to do business in the afternoon, and he needs to cut out a lot of mutton for sale."

This made everyone stunned again.

Li Chengqian stood up abruptly, and said angrily, "You cook, don't take an inch, our family doesn't owe you anything. Instead, you were oppressed and persecuted at the beginning, and now you are a cook, which is retribution."

It's a pity that the chef didn't even look at him, just said something ignorant, and then stared at Han Yue again, which was clearly dismissive of Li Chengqian.

Li Chengqian was instantly furious, and couldn't help but scolded, "You..."

He only scolded two words, and Li Shimin suddenly raised his foot next to him, and said with a sullen expression: "You bastard, sit here obediently, I'm not dead, your elder brother is still alive, it's not your turn to intervene in family matters, Dare to speak again and cut your crown prince."

Li Chengqian shivered.

This guy doesn't care about anything now, he only cares about whether he can hold the position of the crown prince.Wife can give people, but dignity can not, but the position of prince must be preserved.

He didn't dare to make a sound anymore, and hurriedly sat down.

However, this guy was obviously dissatisfied, and he couldn't help but get close to the eldest grandson, and complained: "Mother, look at the father and the emperor, and actually help outsiders to speak. Back then, this cook bullied our family too much, and my son was often beaten by his son. beat..."

The eldest grandson couldn't help sighing, raised his hand to help Li Chengqian sort out his clothes, and said warmly, "That's all in the past."

Li Chengqian opened his mouth and wanted to say more.

The eldest grandson waved his hand gently to block, and continued: "Your father is right, the head of the family has a father and a brother. Now that your father and elder brother are both here, it is not your turn to speak out about the family's affairs."

Li Chengqian was dejected, and said unwillingly: "I also want to help elder brother, I don't want elder brother to be insulted. You heard and saw it just now, this cook...he actually asked elder brother to use a knife to cut meat to do it." Rough work, what is the status of big brother now..."

"There is no difference in the thickness of work, it has nothing to do with identity!" Li Shimin said suddenly in a cold voice, "Cutting meat is work, and ruling the country and the world is also work. Do you think cutting meat insults your elder brother, then you Open your eyes and take a good look at how your big brother is doing?"

Li Chengqian was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but say, "Did Big Brother agree?"

The emperor snorted and stopped talking, picked up his big bowl and ate slowly.

Li Chengqian turned his head to look over there in a daze, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he blurted out: "Big brother actually agreed..."

But seeing Han Yue holding the chopping knife again, he was carefully slicing the meat there, and occasionally he would chop a lamb leg bone and knock out all the marrow inside the leg bone.

The chef watched with a sneer while holding his arms. Gradually, the sneer on his face disappeared. The scar on his face seemed to be no longer hideous, and there was a faint hint of approval and appreciation in his eyes.

He suddenly picked up a big pot to help Han Yue clean up the chopped mutton, sighed softly, and said meaningfully: "The dignified Li family has no trace of extravagance, you are capable of killing people and slaughtering people, and you are also capable of doing work. Capable. The old man really can't see through you, the stinky boy is really a freak."

The eldest grandson in the distance couldn't help but interject, and shouted from a distance: "Don't talk nonsense like this, where is my son?"

The chef was slightly startled, and suddenly smiled at Changsun: "Don't be angry, girl, the old man said the wrong thing."

The eldest grandson smiled elegantly, and bowed to the cook.

At this time, most of the people present had already understood that the identity of this cook was extremely extraordinary.

He dared to scold Li Shimin, dared to call Empress Changsun's sister.