Chapter 50: Poetry Reception, Yuelai Hotel
It's a pity that Jiang Yang miscalculated, just a not very famous place in Xiami County, but there are no big poets he wants to see.
Jiang Yang was a little angry, and pinched his fingers.
It is said that Li Bai should be about fifty years old this year, and the ghost knows where to wander, but in a few years, this guy will go to King Yong.
As for where the poet saint Du Fu should still be an official, forget it.
Other poets, the grass on the graves of the four heroes of the early Tang Dynasty is two meters high, and the eldest brothers Liu Zongyuan, Han Yu, and Bai Juyi have not yet been born.
In this era, there are only a few people you can meet, Brother Li Bai, Du Fu Shisheng, Wang Wei, Cen Shen, Wang Changling, Meng Jiao.
The family and country are unfortunate, Jiang Yang sighed lightly and slowly withdrew his eyes.
After taking two sips of wine, Jiang Yang's realization was tasteless, and Jiang Yang was very low-key during the whole process, saying that he could plagiarize the poems of later generations, but there was no need.
We're not here to fill the glass.
However, although this group of readers is pedantic, there are a few poems that are still good, and they all seem to have a certain level.
I don't want to be like myself in the future life, the machine is a chicken, and Mulan drives the plane.
Although there is a childlike childhood, it lacks three points of literary brilliance, which admittedly increases laughter, and finally loses literary brilliance, I don't know whether it is sad or lamentable.
It's a pity that such a glorious poetry culture has declined to that shape in later generations.
He shook his head to himself, drinking a little wine and not thinking about these things.
It was only later that the poetry and wine conference ended this night, and I saw Tang Yingcai from a distance where he was helping to clean up, and he was very happy when he looked at this guy's appearance.
A long drought is a rainy day, the second spring of life?
After drinking the last bowl of wine, Jiang Yang pursed his lips when he saw that the man in the hat was still drinking one bite at a time.
turned around and called Tang Yingcai to the back room, and the moment he saw Jiang Yang, Tang Yingcai was still a little distracted.
"Why do you have time to come here today?" Tang Yingcai asked.
Jiang Yang waved his hand to signal that he didn't need to be polite, and said, "I've been bored these days, so I'll come out and take a look at you." ”
"Thanks to the adult's wine." Tang Yingcai was showing off at the moment.
Said those who read, when they are full, they like to show off their literary brilliance while drinking, and at the end they also said that the business of this inn is very good recently.
Too good to be true? Jiang Yang smiled and didn't speak.
It's not that Jiang Yang is picky, the food in this inn is no problem if it can be eaten, and it is delicious? Sorry, that's not at all.
Thinking of this, Jiang Yang had an idea in his heart.
With a roll of his eyes, he said: "I promised you before, follow me, become bigger and stronger, and create brilliance, do you remember?" ”
"Remember! The words of adults are always in mind. Tang Yingcai said seriously.
Jiang Yang immediately waved his hand: "Go and get me a pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and I'll write something for you." ”
I was puzzled, but Tang Yingcai still went.
After a while, I saw Jiang Yang fighting at night again.
First he drew pictures, then Jiang Yang began to write again, and finally stayed up until midnight when Jiang Yang put down his pen.
Turning his head, he saw that Tang Yingcai was already standing there and swaying from side to side, tumbler.
It's also that this guy has been busy all day today, and it's so late, it's the hell if he's not sleepy.
"Let's take a look." Jiang Yang patted him on the shoulder and motioned for him to sit down.
Rubbing his eyes, and then the faint light, Tang Yingcai looked slowly.
This.... What is the drawing? Private rooms? Private room? Six floors? There's a stage in between? What is it?
Fiddler?
Further down, there are some text descriptions.
Jiang Yang was written by integrating the experience of his previous life and combining it with contemporary facts.
It is necessary to make this inn the first inn in Datang and open it all over Datang and even the world.
In this way, there must be strict requirements, such as the inn first changed its name, Yuelai Hotel!
Secondly, the internal structure not only adds a lobby but also many private rooms.
There is also the pianist of this intermediate stage, who stipulates that only Fengyue places can have it? Everyone is an elegant person, eating, drinking, listening to music, nothing to do today, ticking the column and listening to music.
How nice.
The rest is some management techniques, what the kitchen, what one area is responsible for, and in addition to adding hot pot, barbecue and other things.
These are too novel, from system management to detailed product production, and even how to make dishes and how to select materials.
Jiang Yang didn't do nothing in the past four or five hours.
This hot pot, barbecue, is completely clear.
"Your Excellency... This. Tang Yingcai felt that his three views had been subverted, could this thing still be like this?
I couldn't help but ask, "Can this be done?" ”
"How do you know if you don't try? You first follow my recipe and prepare everything you need for barbecue and hot pot, and we'll try it first. Jiang Yang waved his hand.
"Okay." Tang Yingcai nodded, except for the fact that beef can't be eaten openly, the rest is not rare.
"Look at this drawing, find some craftsmen in the next few days, if you lack people, you can go and talk to Ma Feng, he now has a lot of craftsmen under his hands." Jiang Yang continued: "In a few days, you will renovate and decorate this restaurant." ”
After settling down, Jiang Yang left with someone, hehehe, hey, it's time to give Datang's catering industry a hammer.
On the way back, the disappearance of the escort Jiang Yang was a little sleepy.
On the way, Jiang Yang was still thinking about something.
If you don't do it, you have to do it to the best of your ability, to the point that others can't imitate!
For example, this peanut oil, extremely fresh, chicken essence, etc., these things that can provide the freshness of the ingredients must be added.
When the time comes, it can not only be provided to Tang Yingcai's hotel, but also peddled separately, which is also a good way to make money.
It just so happens that nothing has happened these days.
At night, it was still a familiar service for Yang Xinyun, and there was nothing to say all night, and Jiang Yang got up early the next morning.
Today's project is not troublesome, except for peanut oil, the rest of these things are made from grain, and they are all simple.
The commonly used grain county government has it, and the jars for fermentation Jiang Yang went directly to the backyard to find Liu Shun and took a few.
It's not difficult, Jiang Yang has been doing these things all day.
Vinegar, soy sauce, monosodium glutamate.
I originally wanted to do it, but what Jiangyang wanted to do was pure juice, but although it was close to the sea, there was too little seafood, so I had no choice but to give up.
It was busy until dark, and Jiang Yang put a few jars away.
Placed separately, flavorful .....
Go back to make up for Yang Xinyun, this time it's time for ideological and moral education.
This thing is indispensable.
Back in the house, Yang Xinyun looked like a lady, sitting there in thin clothes and reading a book.