Chapter 57 If I say it’s not good, it’s not good! (Please read on)
It turned out that Li Xiang's memory was correct and the soybean oil extraction process went very smoothly.

The cost was also within a controllable range. There were a lot of bean cakes left over from oil pressing. Li Xiang originally planned to use these things to feed pigs or cows, but he found that Wei Daijia and Yuchi Xunyu each grabbed a handful of bean cakes and ate them with great relish.

Only then did he realize that this was the Tang Dynasty, not the later era of abundant supplies, and bran was a good thing to fill the stomach.

"Since you like to eat it, just add more." Li Xiang said with a smile. He also picked up a piece and put it in his mouth.

Mmm...the taste of childhood.

"Brother, this soybean oil is so fragrant." Li Jingren held a jar of soybean oil and took a deep breath.

"How can it not smell good?" Li Xiang smiled. "Not only is it fragrant, it is also full of nutrients that the human body needs. In short, it is a good thing."

"Really?" Li Jingren's eyes lit up.

Li Xiang smiled and said, "I'll show you some good stuff in a few days - but before that, I need the help of Brother Chubi."

Hearing Li Xiang mention his name, Cheng Chubi immediately stepped forward and said, "Brother, you are being polite. We are all brothers. If you need help or not, just tell us directly."

"I heard that your Cheng family is short of everything except beef." Li Xiang looked at Cheng Chubi with a smile, "Everyone in Chang'an knows that the Cheng family's cattle die in all kinds of strange ways..."

"Haha!" Cheng Chubi scratched his head and laughed. He also found his father's various reasons interesting.

Li Xiang said, "My grandfather has been eating vegetarian food recently to control his rheumatism, so as his grandson, I want to get him some food that won't make his rheumatism worse, and that's when I thought of the cattle from Chubi's family."

"Don't worry, brother. I will tell Ye Ye when I get back." Cheng Chubi patted his chest and said happily.

"I trust you to do the job." Li Xiang nodded in affirmation.

Fubao has been busy teaching the cooks recently. As for the cooks... they are all carefully selected from the kitchen.

In Li Chengqian's words, it is more comfortable for one's own people to use it.

After a few days of intensive training, I am now ready to go on stage. Anyway, I will list seven or eight dishes first, and then slowly learn and teach.

Just enough.

Amid intensive preparations, Jianghu Restaurant is scheduled to open the day after tomorrow.

After all, I have to go to Wei Zheng's house to study tomorrow, so the opening of the restaurant can be delayed by one day.

Since his handwriting was really not good enough, after returning to Lizheng Hall, he begged Li Mingda to help him write an invitation.

Li Mingda did not refuse. Instead, she was very happy because she felt that she could finally help Xianger with her own hands.

When Li Mingda was halfway through writing, Li Shimin came back from outside. Seeing Li Mingda writing furiously at the table, the old father immediately stepped forward and asked with concern what he was writing.

"It's an invitation from Xianger Restaurant." Li Mingda replied sweetly.

Unexpectedly, Li Shimin immediately turned his gaze to Li Xiang, and the blaming look in his eyes clearly meant "You knew your aunt was in poor health, but you still made her work hard."

But it was not good to hurt the relationship between the aunt and nephew, so Old Li walked forward reluctantly, took a part of the invitation, and sat down to help Li Mingda write it.

The unexpected harvest belongs to yes.

The part that Old Li drew happened to be the one that belonged to the important officials. He had just finished writing for Changsun Wuji when he heard Li Xiang say beside him: "Aunt, during the class today, Master Xiao gave my grandson a name."

"Take a name?" Li Shimin looked up suddenly. "What name?"

"Meng Ze." Li Xiang said honestly.

When Old Li heard this, his face turned dark.

"Not good! This word is not good! Very bad!"

"I think it's good..." Li Xiang scratched the back of his head: "Master Xiao said that Meng is the elder of the brothers, so I understand..."

"If I say it's not good, it's not good!" Li Shimin said fiercely. Li Xiang immediately stopped talking. He finally understood that Li Shimin thought this word was not good, and he was not good because he did not choose this word.

"He is just your teacher. I am your grandfather. When it comes to 'Heaven, Earth, Emperor, Parents and Teacher', I have the 'Emperor' and 'Parents'. How can it be his turn to give you a name?"

Old Li has started to exaggerate.

Li Mingda covered her mouth and chuckled. She was no longer surprised by Aye's childish behavior.

"Then...then it's all up to Grandpa." Li Xiang immediately said from the bottom of his heart.

Li Shimin raised his pen and thought for a long time, then finally sighed and said, "Let's just use Meng Ze, I think it's pretty good too."

It must be said that although old man Xiao Yu acts very quickly, his level of calligraphy is really high. Even if he tries his best to find faults, he can't find any problems.

Li Xiang: …

Are you kidding me?

After finishing writing the invitations, Li Shimin suddenly asked, "Why is mine not among these invitations?"

"Ah? Are you going too, Uncle?" Li Xiang asked hesitantly, "After all, you are the emperor, this..."

"This is not your own property. Doesn't your second uncle also own it?" Li Shimin put the pen back to its place.

Li Xiang sighed in his heart. It seemed that his second uncle still held a great importance in Grandfather's eyes.

Could it be that in Aong's heart, the weight of love is proportional to body weight?

The more he thought about it, the more it made sense. Li Xiang even wondered if he should ask his father to gain some weight...

Just as he was daydreaming, he suddenly felt someone rubbing his head.

When I raised my head, I met Lao Li's gaze.

"This is the first time that the Eastern Palace and the Prince of Wei's Mansion have cooperated. How can I not express my support?"

Oh, I see.

We must take advantage of Lao Li, otherwise... let him write a golden sign.

Old Li asked again, "I haven't asked you yet, where did you learn this cooking method? I heard from someone that your Fu Bao is the 21st generation descendant of some cooking god. Is it really that weird?"

"I dare not deceive you, Grandfather. That's true. I was just making it up. I wanted to make up a high-end and classy way to attract customers." Li Xiang said with a smile.

Old Li couldn't help but laugh and said, "You, you spoke so convincingly that I took it seriously and really thought it was some high-end inheritance..."

"That's not the case," Li Xiang scratched his head, "Aunt, do you still remember the big-eared old man who taught your grandson knowledge in the dream?"

"Ok?"

Hearing the word 'Emperor Shengzu', Li Shimin immediately became alert.

Li Xiang scratched his head and said, "Regarding these cooking techniques, my grandson learned them from his collection of books..."

Unconsciously, Li Xiang pretended to be a big one.

Li Shimin couldn't help but take a breath when he heard this.

What you said is much more grand than the 'Heritage of the Kitchen God', isn't it?
This is the cooking method of the immortals!
He couldn't help but ask eagerly: "Besides these things, what else have you learned?"

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