The chef looked at Han Yue in a daze with a big spoon. After a long time, he suddenly sighed lightly. He turned to Li Shimin and said solemnly: "I will take back what I said just now. There are real dragons among your sons, not all soft and hopeless earth snakes..."

Han Yue was stunned. He had just come here, and he didn't know what Chufu and Li Shimin had just communicated, and he didn't know what happened here. The update was fast and no ads.

The chef suddenly put a large spoon of mutton soup from the soup pot and poured it into Han Yue's bowl. The large spoon of mutton soup was hot and rolling, but Han Yue now had strong internal strength and kept the bowl firmly without sprinkling a drop.

"Good Kung Fu..." The chef snorted softly and couldn't help but praise.

Han Yue said with a sneer and said with a smile: "The elders give it to you, I dare not refuse. This is the mutton soup that uncle has worked hard to make. If it is sprinkled, wouldn't it make you feel heartbroken?"

The chef glared at his big eyes, and the scars on his face looked ferocious, and he deliberately said angrily: "What elders give me? I won't give you anything. If you want to drink mutton soup, you have to buy it. This bowl of mutton soup is sold for ten cents. Now you pay me..."

Han Yue curled his lips and pointed to his shop sign and said, "You clearly said that mutton soup is free, don't think of taking half of my copper plate. Besides, others can renew the soup for free, why do you have to spend money when you come to me? Is it a special double treatment?"

The chef snorted again and said, "Even if mutton soup is free, mutton must be spent, right? Could it be that you just want to drink soup but not meat?"

"Only drink soup but not meat? That won't work..."

Han Yue held the bowl and thought for a while, shook his head and said, "Of course I want to eat meat too. The most delicious thing about mutton soaking buns is to eat meat. Nowhere can I do without meat. I can't drink enough to drink soup!"

He and the chef both talked about mutton soup and mutton. On the surface, they seemed to be talking about something, but in fact they contained a deep meaning.

Not far away, Li Shimin and Changsun peeked quietly, and several concubines were also secretly paying attention.

The chef suddenly tapped the soup pot with a large spoon, making a crisp sound. He looked at Han Yue and shouted loudly: "Since you want to eat meat, you have to pay. How can there be so many free good things in the world? Everyone eats free food like you, father and son. Wouldn't I starve to death at a loss?"

He seemed to be getting more angry as he spoke. He suddenly stretched his hand forward and said angrily: "Half a pound of mutton costs ten cents, and I will take it out for me now."

"It's useless to get angry, I just don't pay for it..."

Han Yue yelled, his face seemed to be unreasonable, and he seemed to be acting coquettish to his elders. He smiled and said, "What money do you need for a younger brother to eat something? You will give it to me if you really want to give it to me. My nephew was poor when he got married. You have never given a gift to you yet."

"You are more shameless than your father."

The chef spat and said angrily: "He can only rob with a knife, but you will cheat. If this Tang Dynasty falls into the hands of you father and son, there is indeed a possibility of becoming rich..."

When he said this, he suddenly stopped talking, but instead sighed softly.

Han Yue seemed to have not heard it, and it seemed that his left ear came out of his right ear. He held a big bowl and looked indifferent. Shi Shiran took out two rough cakes from the cake basket, turned around and smiled at the chef, "Uncle, you are fine. I took two rough cakes. My nephew didn't take too much, just eat enough, I will never take more greed or more..."

As he said that, he raised the big bowl full of mutton soup and said with a saliva: "Although you don't eat more, you still have to ask for some mutton. Uncle, please give me half a pound of it. Eat the rough cakes but not hunger, and drink mutton soup alone will not be full."

He said again that it was obvious that it was not enough to eat, which had a deep meaning.

The chef stared at him, and the scar on his face became more and more ferocious. After a long time, he smashed the soup pot with a big spoon and said angrily: "No, no, no mutton, I'm doing a good job today, and I've sold all the mutton I've cut..."

He suddenly put a large spoon on the side of the pot, then picked up the large basin containing the mutton and threw it on the chopping board with a bang, then pointed to a chopping knife next to the chopping board, and many uncut mutton beside the chopping knife.

Everyone was puzzled by this action, but the chef stared at Han Yue and snorted coldly: "If you want to eat mutton, you can cut it by yourself with a knife."

Let Han Yue cut meat?

Everyone present was stunned.

What is Han Yue's identity now? It's ridiculously true that he is no less than Li Shimin. Not only does he hold the three guards of the Western Prefecture, but he also has the entire outer pass and the eastern grassland. The Shenyang City in Northeast China is richest in the world, and Goguryeo, Liaodong has won half of it.

This is almost a founding emperor who has not yet ascended the throne. Even Li Shimin wants to say that Han Yue is qualified to be on par with him.

Then the chef asked Han Yue to use a knife to cut the meat!

Everyone's expressions became a little strange, and they couldn't help but secretly observe the meat-cutting environment of the mutton soup shop.

This shop is cramped and small, with oil and flowers next to the chopping boards, and no one except the chef likes to enter such a place.

But Han Yue actually smiled and nodded, saying, "Cut it and cut it, do it yourself to make a good meal and clothing. Anyway, the mutton belongs to you, so I won't give you money if I cut it more or less."

While speaking, he really put down the big bowl and walked towards the chopping board. He picked up a huge chopping knife with his left hand, copied a cooked lamb leg with his right hand, and then started cutting lamb very skillfully, as if he was born to be a chef who did rough work.

The far-far chief Sun looked up and suddenly pulled the corner of her husband's clothes gently, and said with confusion: "Your Majesty, what is Yue'er going to do? And the chef...what does he mean..."

Li Shimin's eyes were bright and he suddenly said, "Let them confront each other. Let's just look at it. I suddenly feel that today seems to be a turning point. Maybe we can end all the hatred six years ago!"

Six years ago, it was the ninth year of Wude!

That year, the Xuanwu Gate Incident in Chang'an!

That year, the Tang Dynasty changed its emperor!

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But Han Yue cut a large bowl of meat with a chopping knife, and then he was satisfied and put down the knife and held the bowl. Then he picked up the two rough cakes and prepared to go out of the shop to break the steamed buns.

The chef suddenly made a sound to stop him and said coldly: "It's not enough to just cut your own bowl. You have to cut the whole basin for me. I still have to do business in the afternoon and need to cut out a lot of mutton to sell."

These words made everyone stunned again.

Li Chengqian suddenly stood up and said angrily: "You chef, don't be too arrogant. Our family doesn't owe you anything. Instead, you were bullied and forced to do so at the beginning, but now you are retribution for falling into a kitchen."

Unfortunately, the chef didn't even look at him, but just said a lightly ignorant child, and then stared at Han Yue again. This behavior clearly disdained Li Chengqian.

Li Chengqian was furious and couldn't help but scold, "You..."

He just cursed two words, and Li Shimin next to him suddenly raised his foot and said eroticly: "You bastard, sit here obediently. I'm not dead yet, your elder brother is alive, it's not your turn to interrupt the family affairs. If you dare to speak, you will be able to slander your crown prince."

Li Chengqian immediately shivered.

This guy is now without anything, just caring whether he can have the position of crown prince. His wife can give him someone, but he can do not have dignity, but he must keep the position of crown prince.

He didn't dare to speak again, so he quickly sat down.

However, this guy was obviously dissatisfied, and couldn't help but come to Changsun's side and complained: "My mother, look at the father, you actually help outsiders. At the beginning, this chef bullied our family too much, and his son was often beaten by his son..."

Changsun couldn't help but sigh, raised his hand to help Li Chengqian tidy up his clothes, and said in a gentle voice: "That's all in the past."

Li Chengqian opened his mouth and wanted to say something else.

Changsun waved his hand gently to stop him and continued, "Your father is right. The head of the family has a father and a brother. Now your father and eldest brother are here, so it's not your turn to speak out for the family."

Li Chengqian was depressed and said unwillingly: "My son also wants to help the elder brother. I don't want the elder brother to be insulted. You also heard and saw this chef... This chef actually asked the elder brother to use a knife to cut meat to do rough work. What is the elder brother's identity now..."

"There is no difference between thickness and fine work, and it has nothing to do with identity!" Li Shimin suddenly spoke coldly and said, "Cutting meat is about working, governing the country and pacifying the world is also about working. Do you think that cutting meat insults your elder brother, so open your eyes and take a closer look at how your elder brother does it?"

Li Chengqian was slightly stunned and couldn't help but say, "Did the elder brother agree?"

The emperor snorted and stopped talking, picked up his big bowl and ate slowly.

Li Chengqian turned his head blankly and looked over there. His pupils suddenly shrank in his eyes, and he blurted out in surprise: "Brother, he really agreed..."

But when Han Yue was holding a chopping knife again, he was carefully cutting meat there. Occasionally, he would chop it with a lamb leg bone, knocking out all the bone marrow inside the leg bone.

The chef held his arms and sneered on the side. The sneer gradually disappeared on his face. The scars on his face seemed to be no longer ferocious, and there was a hint of praise and appreciation in his eyes.

He suddenly picked up a large bowl to help Han Yue pack the cut mutton, sighed softly, and said meaningfully: "The Li royal family has no noble character. You can do it by killing people and slaughtering people, and you can do it even if you bow to work. I really can't see through you. The brat is such a freak."

The long-distance chief Sun couldn't help but interrupt and shouted Yaoyao: "Don't talk so randomly. Where is my son's freak?"

The chef was slightly stunned and suddenly laughed at Changsun and said, "Sister, don't be angry, I said the wrong thing."

Changsun smiled elegantly and bent over to the chef.

At this time, most of the people present had already understood that the chef's identity was extremely extraordinary.

He dared to scold Li Shimin and dared to call Empress Changsun.

Look at the princesses who were obediently eating and not daring to speak. Even Li Chengqian once said that he was beaten by the chef's son when he was a child.

Such a person must have an extraordinary identity.

Gradually, timid people began to leave, feeling that this was not a place they could get involved.

Watching the fun requires different occasions, and listening to the secret depends on the level. Some things may not be a good thing, and may become a disaster for death.

Although the people don’t have much knowledge, their years of life still give them experience in how to survive.

According to the words of scholars, this is called seeking good and avoiding bad luck, and not listening to what should not be heard.

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