The days when I opened a tavern in Zongwu

Chapter 7 You really have too much money to be willful

At this time, Li Changqing did not know that he had been targeted.

After entering the main room, he sat opposite Huang Rong and enjoyed lunch.

Although this stir-fried beef dish was just stir-fried by Li Changqing at will, as a master-level cook, Li Changqing carefully studied every dish and made it thousands of times when he started cooking, and the taste is unmatched by others.

Naturally, after sitting down, the first thing in Li Changqing's and Huang Rong's eyes was the steaming piece of stir-fried beef on the table.

After tasting it, although he had expectations in his heart, Li Changqing couldn't help but smile as he felt the aroma of the food in his mouth.

The ancient diet cannot be compared with Li Changqing's previous life.

Of course, one can imagine Li Changqing's mood when he thinks of being able to eat such delicacies every day in the future.

But it's a pity that this dish was made by Li Changqing using Huang Rong's leftover ingredients, and the quantity was not large.

When you use chopsticks and I use chopsticks, the bottom will be reached in less than a hundred breaths.

After finishing the dish cooked by Li Changqing and then eating the dishes she cooked, Huang Rong suddenly felt like the food was tasteless.

The difference between the pros and cons of the dishes made by the two is too obvious.

Especially in Huang Rong's view, Li Changqing's control over the heat was simply inhuman.

Almost every piece of meat can achieve a caramel aroma without being bitter and full of juice.

Also, the meat's juices are a little more heavy and a little less light.

Even if you do it ten times, you may not be able to reach this level once.

In contrast, how could Huang Rong be interested in the dishes she cooked?
  Facing the remaining dishes, compared to Huang Rong, Li Changqing ate the dishes prepared by Huang Rong with a normal expression, without any trace of disgust.

After swallowing the food in her mouth like chewing wax, Huang Rong looked at Li Changqing and said, "They say that a gentleman cooks far away. I didn't expect that the young master's cooking skills are so high."

Facing Huang Rong's question, Li Changqing said casually: "Because your young master is just an ordinary person. He is not a gentleman. He is not so particular."

At the end, Li Changqing changed his words and said: "You will be responsible for making three meals and midnight snacks in the next time. I will point out any problems to you first. If you still don't understand, I will show you."

Huang Rong first said "Oh" obediently, and then asked: "Look, the sign of the shop outside is called "Old Tavern". With such cooking skills, why did the young master open a tavern instead of a restaurant?"

In Huang Rong's view, with Li Changqing's cooking skills, anyone who tastes Li Changqing's cooking will inevitably think about it day and night in the future.

If you open a restaurant or restaurant, your business will be booming.

Opening a restaurant, is there something wrong with your brain?
  In response, Li Changqing said quietly: "Who said that if you have good cooking skills, you must be a cook?"

Based on Li Changqing's experience in his previous life, it is not difficult to make money or even become rich in Hanshan City or anywhere.

In life, you have to find something to do to pass the time.

Not to mention that there is a system now.

The ten thousand taels of gold obtained by signing in today alone are enough for Li Changqing to spend a lifetime in Hanshan City.

Not to mention that you can get money one after another directly by signing in.

Naturally, for Li Changqing, whether the pub makes money or not is not a question that Li Changqing considers.

Huang Rong muttered: "That's right, Master, the location of your tavern is too remote. It's close to the city gate in the west of the city. Who would normally open a tavern in such a place?"

Although there are many businessmen in Hanshan City, even if these businessmen want to drink, they will go to the big restaurants in the city instead of this inconspicuous tavern next to the city gate.

Although there is a saying that "the fragrance of wine is not afraid of deep alleys", there is also a saying like "the fragrance of wine is not afraid of deep alleys".

If you choose to open a tavern in this location, you either have a lot of money or you are stupid and have a lot of money. But Li Changqing doesn’t seem to belong to the latter group.

Later, Huang Rong asked: "Then why did the young master open this tavern when he has nothing to do?"

Li Changqing said quietly: "There's no reason, it's just that I'm too bored alone."

"Open a tavern, where you can taste a glass of old wine every day, watch people coming and going, and listen to interesting things happening on the street."

"I close the door to rest late at night, and then I wake up at dawn, leisurely but not bored."

Listening to the reason given by Li Changqing for opening a tavern, Huang Rong's eyes suddenly looked a little weird when she looked at Li Changqing.

After living for such a long time, this is the first time that Huang Rong opened a store and did business for this reason.

It's true that money is too capricious.

Huang Rong continued to ask: "I just saw that the young master's tavern hasn't opened yet?"

Li Changqing nodded and said: "I have to buy some things in the afternoon. Let's open tomorrow!"

Originally, Li Changqing was thinking of finding a waiter before opening a shop, but now that Huang Rong is here, it shouldn't be a problem to work part-time as a waiter.

On the courtyard wall, as the conversation between the two reached Lianxing's ears, Lianxing turned his head and looked at the shop connected to the courtyard.

"Tavern?"

As his thoughts flowed, Lianxing raised his eyebrows slightly.

After a moment, Lian Xing's figure turned around and was already floating as lightly as a paper kite.

In a few breaths, he disappeared into the white snow.

After Lian Xing left, Li Changqing and Huang Rong had almost eaten.

When Huang Rong put away the dishes and came out of the kitchen, she saw a stove almost three feet high standing at the door of Li Changqing's main room.

There are also copper utensils for cooking wine on the stove, and a pot of wine is placed in the copper plate for warming the wine.

But it is different from the ordinary stove used for heating.

There are two iron pieces five feet wide and high stuck on both sides of the stove, one on the left and one on the right blocking the door, which looks a little weird.

Li Changqing was squatting next to the stove and putting the wood he had just taken out of the kitchen into the stove.

"Stop looking, go to the third room to the east and move the other two stoves out and put them in my room to raise the fire, and then move a recliner out."

Although she didn't understand what Li Changqing was doing now, considering her status as a fake maid, Huang Rong still went out to move things as Li Changqing said.

A quarter of an hour later, as the flames in the two stoves in the house gradually became stronger, the chill in the house was quickly dissipated, and the whole house felt as warm as spring.

On the other hand, inside the threshold of the main room, Li Changqing was lying on a rocking chair, with a plate of peanuts and two cups on the wooden table beside him.

On the obviously larger stove outside the door, wisps of heat were rising from the wine pot in the copper plate, indicating that the wine in the pot was already warm.

After drinking a glass of wine, Li Changqing, who was leaning back on the chair and enjoying the snowy scenery outside, couldn't help but let out a long breath.

There is a saying that winter is a good time to sleep.

When the snow is falling, you can sit in the conservatory and enjoy the snow, drink wine, and take a nap when you feel sleepier.

How beautiful is such a day?

(End of this chapter)