Start the Tang Dynasty: The descendant of Wei Wu from the Qin Qiong family!

Chapter 87 Further discussion
Perhaps it was because of the conflict between Qin Huaiyu and Yu Zhining that Qin Huaiyu didn't even have to clock in on duty.

This was exactly what Qin Huaiyu wanted. Anyway, he didn't want to be the prince's attendant in the first place.

As for that mistake...

He was beaten up by Li Shimin, what else could he do?
Fusheng Restaurant has already started to be renovated.

Qin Huaiyu originally wanted to have a modern style, but after thinking about it, it seemed completely inappropriate.

After careful consideration, Qin Huaiyu decided to follow the layout of the Tang Dynasty, while making some streamlined modifications and adding some luxurious decorations.

Things like armchairs are definitely a must.

This construction period is not short, and the next step is to wait.

However, Qin Huaiyu couldn't rest either. The matter of selling salt was still waiting for him to deal with.

After a night's rest, Qin Huaiyu got up to the sound of Chunlan's call.

"Yesterday I asked you to send someone to notify Cheng Chumo and the others. Have you informed them all?"

Qin Huaiyu asked casually while getting dressed.

"Sir, those guys are already sitting in the second hall eating."

Chunlan said helplessly.

"What?" Qin Huaiyu was shocked.

"A few young masters came here before dawn. When they arrived, they asked the people in the kitchen to help them make something to eat."

Chunlan said with a slightly helpless smile.

"Oh, these guys really think this is their home, don't they?"

Qin Huaiyu went to the second hall cursing.

At this time, Cheng Chumo and the others were eating deliciously.

"Boss, you are here."

Cheng Chumo had a fried dough stick in his left hand and a big spoon in his right hand. There was a large basin of tofu puffs on the table.

"Brother, come on, this sweet tofu noodle is really enjoyable!" Du He said with admiration.

"fart!"

Fang Yiai slapped the table hard, causing the basin on the table to tremble violently.

“Salted tofu brain is the essence!”

"Ah."

Luo Tong glanced at Fang Yiai lightly, and the handsome white-faced young man softly uttered two words.

"vulgar."

"Hello, you are noble!" Fang Yiai snorted coldly.

"You sweet tofu brains are all heretics!"

“The salty tofu brain is number one!”

Cheng Chumo put one foot on the chair, raised his arms, stuffed a mouthful of tofu into his mouth, and shouted incomprehensibly.

Even though a few people were making a lot of noise there, they were just chatting and enjoying themselves.

Who would really start a fight with someone over this?

"Get out of the way."

Qin Huaiyu pushed Cheng Chumo away angrily and sat aside.

The servants hurriedly brought Qin Huaiyu a basin of fresh and hot water, and the one used was no longer a basin, it should be called a bucket...

Several people looked at Qin Huaiyu blankly.

Although this was not the first time they watched Qin Huaiyu eat, they could not hide their astonishment every time they watched Qin Huaiyu eat.

The main reason is that this scene is too exaggerated.

By the time Qin Huaiyu finished eating, less than half an hour had passed.

"I feel full and feel good!"

Qin Huaiyu let out a long breath.

"Sure enough, salted tofu curd is the orthodox dish."

Cheng Chumo glanced at Qin Huaiyu's rice bowl and smiled sinisterly at Luo Tong and the others.

"Hmph! Salty tofu pudding, ah, sweet tofu pudding is the most delicious!" Du He was so impressed by them.

"Okay, please stop arguing."

Qin Huaiyu wiped his mouth gently with a handkerchief, and then said: "I called you here because something happened about selling salt."

"The Wang family doesn't plan to cooperate with you, boss?" Fang Yiai said.

"Ok?"

Qin Huaiyu was stunned: "How did you know?"

"That old boy Zhang Liang went to my house and asked my father to do the salt business, but he was rejected."

"Before I left, I gave my father a warning in disguise."

Fang Yiai said lightly.

"Tsk." Cheng Chumo mocked: "This old boy really has strong wings. Do you think that if you cooperate with the Taiyuan Wang family, you can keep pace with us?"

"My mother said that even if she can't defeat this old boy, she still has to disgust him." Fang Yiai chuckled.

"Auntie is mighty!" Qin Huaiyu couldn't help but give her a thumbs up.

Fang Xuanling's wife is famously jealous, extremely aggressive and not afraid of death, but of course this may be an external manifestation.

After all, Fang Xuanling has always been kind to others. The disadvantage of doing this is that there are some things that he wants to refuse, but it is difficult to refuse. At this time, the role of Mrs. Fang comes into play.

Just beat the person out with a stick. Everyone knows that Fang Xuanling is afraid of guilt, so he can't say anything, and he has to sympathize with the fierce woman in his family!

"Then boss, we have to get some land now to sell salt."

Cheng Chumo leaned on the armchair and said, "My family used to have a salt selling business, but we didn't make much money, so we abandoned it."

"My dad said, you can take it away anytime you want."

When necessary, Cheng Yaojin is still very generous, not to mention the distribution of interests.

"My mother will also write letters to communicate with friends on the Green Forest Road. No one will embarrass us." Luo Tong also said aloud.

"I can only contribute some effort." Yuchi Baolin said helplessly: "My family can only provide some manpower."

"I remember that many of Uncle Yuchi's old subordinates were stationed at the border front lines?"

Qin Huaiyu asked.

"Yes, what's wrong?" Yuchi Baolin was puzzled.

"Boss, you don't want to sell salt outside the customs, do you?"

Du He immediately stood up and said with a horrified look on his face: "Boss, this is not possible!"

"That's right." Cheng Chumo also said with a serious face: "Although the imperial court does not control the sale of salt, selling salt outside the customs is absolutely unacceptable!"

"Don't worry."

Qin Huaiyu naturally knew what they were worried about.

"Don't worry!"

Fang Yiai was a little anxious.

"Salting salt outside the customs is something that many people do, but they are all done secretly. Once caught, the consequences will be disastrous."

"The most important thing is that we are still in the initial stage, and we have conflicts with King Taiyuan and Zhang Liang. With the attitude of that old boy Zhang Liang, he will definitely send people to keep an eye on us."

"At times like this, we can't be stupid, boss!"

Several people persuaded Qin Huaiyu with anxious faces, hoping to get him to give up this dangerous idea.

"Listen to me first."

Qin Huaiyu knocked on the table dumbfounded.

He knew that these brothers were doing it for his own good, but they were a little too anxious.

"I won't do this kind of thing by myself. We won't do tightrope walking." Qin Huaiyu first set the tone.

"Then what are you going to do, boss?" Several people were confused.

Selling salt outside the customs is a dangerous job, and the boss said that he would not do dangerous things, which made them a little confused.

"Boss..."

Suddenly, Cheng Chumo asked in a trembling voice: "You don't...want to drag His Majesty with you again, do you?"

As soon as these words came out, the entire Second Hall instantly fell into a dead silence!
(End of this chapter)