A leisurely life in the world of cultivation

Chapter 10 The Banquet (Please add to your favorites and recommend!)
three days later.

"Given enough time, you'll have a chance to find out who I am. If you do things honestly and properly, you'll be happy with both sides. But if any of you dare to harbor any rebellious thoughts, in this vast Qingzhou Prefecture, you won't even find a place to be buried!"

When Li Weizhou returned to the restaurant from the blacksmith's shop by carriage, he heard Li Delong giving a speech as soon as he entered.

Inside the first-floor reception room, a group of people were kneeling in neat rows, especially the two Donghu rascals, who looked terrified.

Fortunately, Li Weizhou's arrival made Li Delong's barely suppressed murderous aura subside considerably.

Li Delong didn't have a kind word for his nephew either: "You're counting on this bunch of rotten fish and shrimp to make a few hundred or a thousand taels of silver?"

Li Weizhou didn't answer, but instead said to the man who was good at cooking and was preparing to become a chef, "Huang Shun, go and heat up a pot, so that the master can see your skills."

Upon hearing this, Huang Shun hurriedly nodded and bowed as he left, carefully avoiding the menacing-looking old man.

They had initially thought that their boss was mild-mannered and easily embarrassed, which would make their future days much easier.

No one expected that behind this seemingly amiable owner was such a ferocious demon.

Looks like the days ahead are going to be tough...

Li Weizhou waved to the others as well: "You can all go now, go about your business."

He then pulled out a bench from the table next to him and said, "Whether we can make a profit or not, Uncle will know once he tries it. In the food business, it all comes down to the food itself."

This was the first time in so many years that he had been invited by his nephew, and Li Delong was secretly pleased. He had been waiting for this chair for many years, but he still spoke toughly: "I want to see if you can make dragon liver and phoenix gall bladder and dare to invest so much silver to make it!"

Li Weizhou chuckled and didn't say anything more.

Li Delong's eyes widened slightly as he looked at him and asked, "I heard from your second brother that you have a close relationship with that Yaksha from Zuixianglou?"

Li Weizhou didn't ignore it and nodded, saying, "Sister Qi is quite kind to me."

"Return Sister Qi..."

Li Delong watched Li Weizhou speak without batting an eye and was impressed. He said, "You're all grown up now, and you have a strong will. I can't argue with you. But that woman is no pushover, so don't get yourself into trouble. If you really run into difficulties, just go home and tell them..."

Li Weizhou nodded without saying anything more.

Li Delong, trying to make conversation, asked, "Why are there so many stoves in the main hall? Is someone trying to trick you? This isn't the kitchen, why are you doing this?"

Li Weizhou simply advised, "Uncle, please be patient, you'll know soon enough."

Just then, a waiter came over carrying a large iron pot, placed it on the stove, and put charcoal into it.

The stove was made of high-quality clay and covered with a layer of blue bricks, which looked quite nice.

That's secondary; the key issue is that the bottom half of the pot looks rather creepy.

Nowadays, there are still pots available, but the broth in these pots is made from chicken or mutton bones, and the whiter the broth, the more popular it is.

Looking at the pot of blood-red liquid at the bottom, Li Delong was worried that his beloved nephew might have poisoned him and wanted to kill him.

Li Weizhou didn't care what the scheming old man was speculating about. After the charcoal fire was lit, there was soon movement in the pot. The rich aroma that wafted over made the sounds of people swallowing their saliva much louder.

In the south, this spicy aroma probably wouldn't be very popular.

But in the north, especially now in the chilly autumn, this somewhat pungent spicy aroma is truly stimulating; even Li Weizhou himself swallowed hard.

He wasn't too worried about the hygiene of the old oil, because he had already discovered that time travel would kill all living organisms, including cells, bacteria, and other microorganisms.

Moreover, the high temperature of hot pot itself will kill most bacteria and viruses.

As long as you overcome the psychological trauma associated with the saliva and oil, it's not a big problem.

The side dishes were quite plentiful, including not only sliced ​​mutton, but also tripe, beef, and even ingredients such as bean sprouts, radishes, cabbage, and wood ear mushrooms.

The fact that the dipping sauce contained only sesame oil and garlic meant that, for a long time, this kind of food was not intended for ordinary people.

Since a pound of sesame oil costs thirty copper coins, which is about the same as the daily wage of an ordinary servant, it is impossible for the working class to afford it.

However, because Qingzhou Prefecture is close to the horse market, there are many merchants coming and going, and they are all wealthy people. As long as the taste is good and exciting enough, there is no worry about not having business.

"Is this really edible?"

With his enormous Adam's apple practically turning into a silkworm pupa, Li Delong secretly swallowed hard and asked Li Weizhou.

I've never seen such a red soup pot before.

Li Weizhou smiled, picked up a thin slice of mutton that the chef had sliced ​​with his chopsticks, dipped it in the boiling pot, and once it changed color, he put it in the oil dish to cool it down before putting it in his mouth...

"Hiss!" In the northern lands where autumn has arrived, the temperature must be in the single digits. You can breathe out white mist when you open your mouth. After eating a hot and spicy mutton hot pot like this, I wouldn't trade it for even a god!

Seeing this, Li Delong could no longer hold back. Without saying anything more, he picked up his chopsticks and started eating.

Following Li Weizhou's example, he rolled up a huge roll of mutton and dipped it in the pot until it changed color. Then he put it in the oil dipping sauce, stuffed it into his mouth, and his face turned pale!

Spicy is actually a type of pain.

It's hot, of course.

Besides, this is the first time...

If it weren't for his eldest nephew staring at him coldly, looking like he was about to make a fool of himself, Li Delong might have vomited.

But how can we spit it out at this crucial moment?
He stiffened his neck, ignoring the red oil dripping from his beard, stared at Li Weizhou, and swallowed it down.

Li Weizhou felt like this cheap uncle was smoking, so he chuckled and picked up some more slices of meat to put in the pot, enjoying the meal immensely.

Seeing his nephew actually smile at him, Li Delong felt his heart warmer than his stomach. He laughed and continued to use his chopsticks to cook the meat in the broth, gradually savoring the taste. He even loosened his collar and shouted, "Where's the wine? Heat up some wine for me!"

Indeed, there was one. Soon, a waiter brought over a jar of wine and heated it in a special warming bucket.

Li Weizhou certainly didn't intend to let go of such a highly profitable product as alcohol.

However, our foundation is still too weak, and not everyone can brew and sell alcohol, so we need to take it slow and accumulate more strength.

"I was wondering why the whole street smelled so good. Turns out, Dad's come to invite Sanlang to a feast! Hey! He didn't even invite me!"

Several figures appeared at the door. Li Chang'an, dressed in official robes and carrying a waist knife, walked in. The people behind him appeared to be his subordinates.

Li Weizhou said to the waiter standing to the side, "Bring a bowl, chopsticks and an oil dish for Second Master, and set up another table next to him to entertain his men."

Two or three men went to make arrangements, while Li Chang'an laughed and patted Li Weizhou on the shoulder, raising an eyebrow at his father and saying, "Dad, see? A true son of the Li family! He's got real skills!"

The four patrolmen following Li Chang'an bowed in unison: "Greetings, sir. Greetings, Third Master. Thank you for the reward, Third Master."

Li Weizhou simply nodded, while Li Delong waved his hand and said, "Sit down. You and Erlang are like brothers, no need to be so polite."

Patrol inspectors are responsible for maintaining order outside the city, which is far more dangerous than that of ordinary constables. Only by gathering their troops well can they have combat effectiveness and save their lives.

After observing Li Weizhou for a while, Li Delong was naturally very satisfied with his performance: generous and composed!
But he didn't say much at the moment, picked up a piece of tripe with his chopsticks, and chewed it with a crunchy sound.

Li Chang'an stared wide-eyed, and after examining it carefully for a while, he finally figured out how to eat it.

He swallowed hard, picked up his chopsticks, and started eating like his father. After swallowing it in one gulp, his expression was priceless.

Li Delong and Li Weizhou both laughed as they watched Li Chang'an's face change repeatedly.

Li Delong laughed heartily, while Li Weizhou chuckled.

Li Chang'an wasn't bothered by his own family's mockery. He smiled, shook his head, and savored the pot for a while before giving Li Weizhou a thumbs up and saying, "Good lad, you've made a pot like this! No wonder the streets are filled with its aroma! With such a strong spicy flavor, you'll have no shortage of customers in the future! The colder the winter, the more successful you'll become!"

Before long, a new pot was brought out, and the soldiers who had been waiting eagerly began to eat, their mouths watering. They ate with increasing gusto.

Amidst their gluttonous eating and drinking, they uttered auspicious words as if they were free.

Dongshi Street is the busiest street in Qingzhou City, so the commotion at Zuixianlou naturally attracted a lot of attention.

Although the restaurant has not yet opened, its background has already been thoroughly investigated.

With the fresh and spicy aroma filling the air, Li Delong and Li Chang'an made no attempt to hide their activities, naturally attracting a lot of attention.

He Chong, the county magistrate of Qingzhou Prefecture, entered with two constables. The middle-aged men, around forty years old, had a somewhat sinister appearance, but were clearly acquainted with Li Delong. As soon as they entered, they said with a sinister smile, "You little tiger Li, coming here to eat alone! I heard this is your Li family's premises? Have you reported and inspected it with the military patrol station?"

Hmm, the military patrol post is probably equivalent to the fire safety inspection on the other side, Li Weizhou almost burst out laughing...

Li Delong glanced up and said to Li Weizhou, "Do you still recognize your Uncle He, He Chong, the county magistrate? Give him a bowl and chopsticks, let him taste the pot from our Li family, and let this old viper have a go!"

Li Weizhou stood up, greeted County Commandant He, and then called the waiter to bring bowls and chopsticks. The dishes were served continuously.

The two constables who came with him were also arranged to eat with Li Chang'an's men.

Before long, the atmosphere became lively again...

Li Weizhou used the first hot pot dish from Zuixianlou to entertain the three violent tycoons of Qingzhou Prefecture!
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(End of this chapter)