"Old house, you asked you to guess it right, there is really something wrong here."

"And it's a big deal."

Cheng Yaojin's two eyes glared, it was a pity that he wouldn't go to make a movie.

"Oh, what big thing is, why not tell me it."

Changsun Wuji felt depressed.

I was in a bad mood at first, but today Changsun Chong had already grabbed him and cried so hard that he cried.

These two are still making fun of themselves here.

If His Majesty had not given the will, he would not let himself speak.

I have to argue with these two guys.

"Tell you, you have to listen carefully."

"This Princess Changle is as beautiful as a flower, as beautiful as a fairy. She has been smart and smart since she was a child, well-behaved and cute."

"It is deeply loved by the Lord and the Queen today."

"Old Cheng, what you said is wrong. Since you are deeply loved by the current emperor and the queen."

"Then why do you still have to run away from the palace?"

Cheng Yaojin picked up the wine glass and was about to continue showing off his style.

Unexpectedly, I was interrupted by a word.

"What else can I do? Because I don't like Changsun Chong..."

The entire restaurant was silent for a moment.

Li Shimin's hand holding the wine glass was trembling slightly.

Changsun Wuji also had a pair of horrified eyes.

Cheng Yaojin and Fang Xuanling were also frightened on the spot.

A god, a god, is really a god, and he can predict the future.

Even Changle and Hongxiu on the second floor covered their mouths tightly with their hands.

"What is love in the world? It's just to teach people to agree with each other's life and death."

"But, when meeting a man you don't like, you can only escape."

Chu Sheng lit a cigarette and took a deep breath, and continued to start his own path of showing off.

Since your personality has improved, you naturally have to be higher.

"Princess Changle and Changsun Chong's horoscope are not in line with each other. Even if they force themselves to get together, they will not have a good result."

"What a pity, it's a pity, it's a pity for a good woman."

Chu Sheng stood up and spoke with emotion.

"Young Master Chu, why do you sigh?"

Li Shimin became nervous, which was related to Changle's lifelong happiness. As Changle's father, he couldn't help but feel nervous.

"Old Li, you must not spread your words today, otherwise you will have life worries."

"Young Master Chu, don't worry. Today, we will be rotten in our stomachs and will never be rumored."

Li Shimin solemnly promised.

"If Princess Changle really married Changsun Chong, His Highness the Princess would not live beyond twenty-three years old, and Changsun's family would also be in trouble."

"Old Li, didn't you say yesterday that you knew a few high-ranking officials? If you can do one good, do one good."

"If you are unable to change all this, Lao Li, I will do my best."

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Li Shimin glared at Changsun Wuji fiercely.

I was so angry.

All of them are good things you did.

Changle, who almost killed me.

"Young Master Chu, Lao Li will definitely do his best to do this."

Changle on the second floor shed tears of joy and gratitude when he heard this.

From this moment on, Mr. Chu took root in Changle's heart.

"Old Li, just by your words, I have not given you this pot of pheasant and hare to you for nothing."

Chu Sheng brought the stewed wild game.

The whole restaurant is filled with fragrance.

When Li Shimin saw Changsun Wuji's expression, he knew about Changle and Changsun Chong's marriage.

Because Mr. Chu's words were completely resolved.

Li Shimin was very happy to solve his major problems.

Taking advantage of the drunkenness.

Li Shimin invited Chu Sheng to take his seat.

"Young Master Chu is so kind to add food, so Old Li invites you to take a seat together."

"As the saying goes, we are friends, so I will be proud of you."

"Sit down and chat together."

Facing Lao Li's enthusiasm, Chu Sheng was also infected.

After traveling for a few days, I really haven't had a good chat with anyone.

"Since that's the case, Lao Li, I'll go and cook a few more hard dishes."

"You guys drink first."

Seeing Chu Sheng agreeing readily.

Li Shimin was even happier.

Taking advantage of Chu Sheng's kitchen cooking skills.

Li Shimin whispered a few words to the prime minister Fang Xuanling beside him.

When Prime Minister Fang Xuanling heard this, he nodded and agreed immediately.

Your Majesty’s order is the holy will.

The holy will is hard to disobey, even though I hold the throne of prime minister high.

Speaking of which, it’s just a bad thing to work for the Li family.

Chu Sheng brought two dishes.

I sat down.

"Try it while it's hot, with shredded potatoes with vinegar and stir-fried mung bean sprouts."

Li Shimin and others stared at the boss with their eyes wide open.

This dish is unheard of and unheard of.

The dishes of immortals are indeed different from those in the mortal world.

"Mr. Chu, Lao Li has never seen this dish before."

"But it tastes so delicious."

"Old Li has been traveling around the country for many years, so I would like to ask the young master to solve his doubts."

Li Shimin understood what he meant very well. Where did you make this dish?

"Old Li, they are just wild vegetables, and they are also what I got by chance by my young master, and there are not many."

"After this meal, the next meal will depend on luck."

Seeing that Chu Sheng was unwilling to disclose it, Li Shimin stopped asking questions.

Li Shimin also heard a little about the truth that the secrets of heaven cannot be revealed.

Cheng Yaojin, a fool, no matter where the dish comes from.

As long as it tastes delicious, just eat hard.

There are not so many twists and turns.

I picked up a bite of spicy fried mung bean sprouts, and the spicy taste was really satisfying.

The spicy Cheng Yaojin's tears came out.

"Young Master, what kind of sprouts are fried with spicy sprouts? But they are delicious, but they are not salty except for spicy taste."

Chu Sheng laughed when he heard this.

"Hahaha, haha, it's all my fault that I forgot to put salt."

"Someone, wait, I'll go get the salt now."

In the incredible eyes of Li Shimin and others, Chu Sheng brought a pack of fine salt.

Sprinkle a little on the bean sprouts.

The white salt grains as white as snowflakes made Li Shimin and others' hearts pound.

Li Shimin cried to death.

There is no harm without comparison.

As the emperor of the Tang Dynasty, the salt I used was terrible compared to this one.

"Young Master Chu, your salt is so fine. Old Li has never seen such a fine salt before."

"This, if I like it, I'll give Lao Li a bag."

"Young Master Chu, I, Old Cheng..."

Before Cheng Yaojin could finish his words, Li Shimin stepped on him hard underneath.

Cheng Yaojin grinned in pain.

"It's okay, isn't it just a few bags of salt?"

"Since it's Lao Li's friend, that is, my friend, I will give you a bag today."
Chapter completed!