Cheng Chuliang really didn't want to communicate with Li Shimin, he asked everything, and seemed to be full of curiosity about everything around Cheng Shiliang.

"Your Majesty, it's actually a kitchen god competition."

Li Shimin looked at Cheng Chuliang suspiciously, as if he wanted to see his true heart through his body.

"But why do I think this is another way for you kid to make money?"

"Your Majesty, the minister is wronged, didn't the minister open a chef training class, just to assess them, there is really no other meaning."

Only then did Li Shimin retract his mad gaze, "That's fine, you'd better be honest, don't play tricks, the people of Datang are very simple, don't use your cleverness to trick them." ”

Cheng Chuliang doesn't know what to say, didn't I just make some money, and I didn't eat your rice, what do you care.

"Your Majesty, the minister is not a stinky and shameless businessman, if the minister does that kind of hurtful thing, wouldn't it be a shame for my father!" Cheng Chuliang said righteously.

"If you know, it's good."

After beating Cheng Chuliang a bit, Li Shimin finally let him go, but Cheng Chuliang was like running away, and he couldn't wait to run out, without any courtesy.

As soon as he stepped out of the threshold of the main hall with his front feet, Li Shimin's terrible voice came out from behind: "Remember to send a few more cooks to the palace!" ”

……

There is a huge advertisement hanging in front of the restaurant: there are still five days left before the first season of chef trainees.

The restaurant is also full of promotional posters, and there is even a profile of each chef apprentice at Tang Harvard College.

Hou Jing's throat was very dry, and his speech was a little hoarse.

Every customer who comes to consume will ask what a chef trainee is, and Hou Jing takes the trouble to explain it over and over again.

Li Daozong is a frequent visitor here, and he even stores a lot of fine wine here.

After being on duty today, he appeared at the Yunlai Restaurant again, and happened to meet Cheng Chuliang, who came to inspect the progress of the preparations for the Chef God Trainee Competition.

"Virtuous nephew, I haven't seen you for a long time, this chef trainee, you made it up, my family's cook Wang Shun seems to be going to participate, and you will have to take care of it when the time comes."

Li Daozong was obviously not a few years older than himself, but he called himself a virtuous nephew, which Cheng Chuliang couldn't accept psychologically.

Cheng Chuliang pulled him into a box, and said mysteriously: "Lord, let's discuss something, you see, you are not a few years older than me, call me a virtuous nephew, does it seem that you are a little old, it is better to change the name, I think you are a brother and I am a brother, it is very good." ”

Li Daozong also smiled and said: "Are you brothers with His Royal Highness the Prince, as well as the King of Yue and the King of Shu?" ”

"Sort of."

"The three of them all call me uncle, since they are brothers with you, then do you have to call me uncle, do I have to call you a good nephew!"

Damn, I was tricked by this guy, forget it, it's all trivial, don't care.

"Lord Wang, I heard that you still have a bloody horse in your house, can you sell it to me?"

Li Daozong's head shook like a rattle.

I worked hard to get four sweaty and bloody horses, one for the Emperor Taishang, two for His Majesty, and only one for himself, which was better for him than for himself.

If Li Daozong was asked to sell the only remaining horse to Cheng Chuliang, he would not agree to 10,000 unless he killed him.

Cheng Chuliang felt that there was nothing that could be done with money, "I will give 10,000!" ”

"Not for sale!"

"Fifty thousand!"

Li Daozong's nostrils turned to the sky, "It's 100,000 yuan, and Lao Tzu doesn't sell it!" ”

Li Daozong looked down on Cheng Chuliang very much, "BMW gives heroes, not to mention the priceless sweat and blood BMW, you can't even lift the knife, and sell the sweat and blood BMW to you, isn't it a tyrannical thing!" ”

If you don't sell it, you won't sell it, there's no need to hit people, I originally wanted to add a Buddha jumping over the wall for you, but forget it, it's a waste.

In his last life, he was a poor dick, and Cheng Chuliang drove a broken pickup truck, and he had no money to buy a BMW.

Now it's very different, he has an identity, status, and the most important thing is money, BMW is no longer enough for him to pretend to be cool, just drive an Aston Martin, and the sweaty BMW is the Aston Martin of the Tang Dynasty.

Riding a sweaty BMW, walking on Suzaku Street, countless young ladies paid attention to themselves, looked at themselves with adoring eyes, and were happy when they thought about it.

Li Daozong didn't know what to do, and he didn't want to sell it to himself, so he had to find a way to get Li Yuan's horse.

But that bad old man is really not easy to fool, and he has to think of a way.

Cheng Chuliang pondered and went downstairs.

Hao Jian, who hadn't seen him for many days, ran into the Yunlai Restaurant and went straight to Cheng Zhiliang.

"Second young master, the thousand leaflets you ordered have been sent out, and posters have been posted at all street entrances, I believe it won't be long before the entire Chang'an City knows that Yunlai Restaurant is going to hold a chef trainee competition."

As soon as Hao Jian's voice fell, Laifu ran in again.

"Zheng Butcher said that the second young master is his God of Wealth, without the second young master, he would not be where he is today, in order to repay the second young master's kindness, he will provide all the pork for this competition for free."

"Zheng Butcher? Which Zheng butcher? Cheng Chuliang didn't think about it for a while.

"It's Zheng Xiang!"

"Oh." Cheng Chuliang remembered that it turned out to be which one killed the pig.

Laifu couldn't wait to continue: "There is also Li Tiezhu, he also covered all the iron pots used in this competition, and he also said that he wanted to repay the kindness of the second young master." ”

Cheng Chuliang was not only unhappy, but also wanted to kill them.

Zheng Xiang, Li Tiezhu, you two can, you still want to take advantage of my second master Cheng, kill you!

Sponsor me and let me advertise for you? There are no doors!

"Hao Jian!"

Cheng Chuliang's voice was very loud, which startled Hao Jian, Laifu, and Hou Jing.

"You go and tie up Zheng Xiang and Li Tiezhu's two bastards to the mansion, if they dare to resist, they will beat me hard and break my legs!"

The three of them looked at each other, a little confused.

Second young master, what's the matter, Zheng Xiang and Li Tiezhu are obviously helping us, why do we want to tie them up, it's not good to do this, it will affect the glorious image of the Suguo Mansion in the hearts of the people of Chang'an.

Seeing Hao Jian standing still, Cheng Chuliang was so angry that he kicked him hard, "Don't go quickly!" ”

Hao Jian was so frightened that he ran away.

Hou Jing muttered in his heart, the second young master was in a beautiful mood just now, why did he get angry after saying a few words to Li Daozong? Well, it must be that Li Daozong didn't know what to do and offended the second young master. This Li Daozong is really not a thing!

Cheng Chuliang glanced at the Yunlai restaurant, which was too small.

There is no more suitable place to hold a chef trainee, because Yunlai Restaurant is now the most popular restaurant in Chang'an City.

What drunken immortal building, Dongxing Building, Sanxian Building, are all scum, and now they are full of scum.

Those bosses saw that the Yunlai restaurant was full every day, and they all wanted to die, and they regretted that they shouldn't have cooperated with Cheng Erye in the first place!

Cheng Chuliang pondered, he had to find a piece of land in Chang'an City to build a new-style restaurant, it must be big, it must be magnificent, and the name has been thought of, it will be called Chang'an Hotel.