"What are you thinking about? That's the name!" Li Bai inserted a peeing beef ball and took a bite: "It's because if you don't pay attention, the soup inside will come out like peeing, so it's called this name. What's inside The soup is filled with pig skin jelly."
"So, there's no urine in here?" Shanbei's elder brother Wang asked.
"..." Li Bai looked at him like a fool: "Do you think I would eat it if there was one?"
Shanbei brother Wang thought about it. He looked at the beef balls that fell on the ground with some pity, then he took another bamboo stick and ate it.
"For the food of the Tang Dynasty, you can't just listen to the name, do you understand?" Li Bai was bored at first, so he chatted with him: "For example, my Aunt Luo is good at making couple's lung slices, so we can't just catch a couple here, right? ?There is also squirrel mandarin fish, there is no squirrel in it. There is no wife in the wife cake."
Shanbei's eldest brother nodded while listening: "The food culture of the Tang Dynasty is indeed extensive and profound. I didn't expect that the food made by a random little lady can be so delicious."
While talking, he had unknowingly eaten half the bowl.
Li Bai curled his lips, you are lucky, and you are just a little lady. You may not know that those dignitaries in Chang'an City would spend a lot of money to eat the dishes cooked by the chefs she taught, not to mention eating what she cooked by herself. Big price.
Shanbei's eldest brother Wang finished the bowl of Guanxi cooking in a short time. He touched his belly and found that he could still eat it, so he stretched out his hand and put the bowl in front of Xiaoluo.
"Please have another bowl. More peeing beef balls!"
"Sorry, there are only four beef balls left." Xiao Luo said apologetically.
"Then hurry up..." He wanted to say hurry up, but when he thought about it, it seemed that he was here to make friends with Tang Ping. He didn't know what the relationship was with this beautiful young lady following Tang Ping. It would be bad if she offended someone. .
So he changed his mind and said, "How should we do this? I'll ask my guards to help."
"Your Highness, this is our secret recipe. If you want to eat it, you can place an order or come early tomorrow." Li Bai said from behind: "Also, you came to our store today just to eat these meatballs?"
Shanbei's eldest brother Wang finally remembered what he was here for. He coughed twice in embarrassment and said, "I wonder if Boss Li will be here today?"
"Yes, Master... Aunt Luo, where is the boss?"
Xiao Luo looked upstairs, then shook her head.
Li Bai instantly understood that Tang Ping would go back to Chang'an every night to accompany his son and daughter, and in the morning he would send them to kindergarten before coming to Nara to "work".
I don’t know why today, it’s already this time and Tang Ping hasn’t come yet. He must have been delayed by something in Chang’an.
So he made nonsense: "Boss Li is in retreat."
"Retreat?" Shanbei's elder brother Wang was stunned.
\"Yes, in seclusion, I am practicing how to use this convenience store to make a lot of money.\" Li Bai was talking nonsense. He couldn't say that Tang Ping was out. What if he came downstairs later and the prince hadn't left yet, wouldn't he have betrayed him?
But if it was said that he was upstairs and everyone was at the door, it would be unreasonable not to ask him to come down, so he said he was in retreat, but I didn't expect that Brother Shanbei would really believe it.
"In that case, I'll wait for him here."
After saying that, he turned around and took a stool to sit in front of Xiaoluo's stall: "Please sell me all the... oden in there, and I'll eat while I wait."
"All of them?" Xiao Luo was stunned.
"Yes, everything." Shanbei's eldest brother Wang grinned: "I'm very good at eating."
Xiao Luo looked at Li Bai, who shrugged and said that if he wanted to eat, he could just give it to him. It was making money anyway, and it didn't matter who made it.
The Tangping people who were stumbled by Li Bai's guess were not in Chang'an, but in modern times.
I dropped off my son and daughter in the morning, and as soon as I took the car back to Cultural and Creative Street to go from the convenience store to Nara, I received a call from the kindergarten teacher, saying that Tangtang had a conflict with other children.
After Tang Ping asked if the child was okay, he took Wang Qingluan back to the kindergarten.
"Daddy Tangtang, it's like this." The kindergarten teacher was waiting at the gate. When he saw Tang Ping, he handed over his mobile phone, which showed the surveillance picture.
You can see that while Tang Tang was talking and laughing with a child, another little girl came behind him.
The little girl asked Tang Tang to give way, but Tang Tang didn't hear her, so the little girl pushed Tang Tang.
Tang Tang, who almost fell down, also had a temper. He pushed the child back, and then the teacher came over and pulled the two apart. At the same time, there was a woman.
"But when Tang Tang pushed the child, she hit the paint prepared by the children behind her for art class, so her clothes were stained. Now her parents are asking you to compensate her."
Tang Ping rubbed his temples speechlessly. The people in the command car outside had already told him about this matter. It was a normal conflict among children.
Tang Tang didn't hear anyone telling her to give way, so it wasn't a big mistake. The child pushed Tang Tang, but she wasn't hurt, so Tang Ping didn't think it was anything.
As for his daughter's fight back, he took it for granted. This kind of friction between children should have been adjusted by the teacher, but who knew that the other parent would insist on asking for compensation?
But now that it’s here, it will naturally be solved.
Tang Ping followed the teacher to the kindergarten office. Tang Tang stood alone and felt a little embarrassed when he saw Tang Ping come in.
Tang Ping went over to pick him up and said, "Tang Tang did nothing wrong. Don't be afraid. Dad is here."
"How do you speak?" The woman next to the other little girl said with a strange accent: "Is this your daughter? Your daughter pushed Yoko to my house and made her skirt look like this. Did you know Was this skirt specially made for Yoko by Master Honma?"
Tang Ping frowned, no wonder he thought the accent was strange, it turned out to be a small day.
"But looking at the surveillance, wasn't your daughter the one who pushed first?" Tang Ping was a little speechless. Tang Tang's clothes were all made by the Tang Palace. He usually didn't scream when he played with children in the kindergarten and got dirty. People have made amends.
Since he lets his children wear such clothes to kindergarten, he is prepared that the clothes may get dirty or damaged.
I just didn’t expect to meet the other party like this.
"So how much does your skirt cost?" Tang Ping asked.
"One hundred and eighty thousand, because it was stained with ink, so I demand full compensation from you."
As soon as the woman spoke, the other kindergarten teachers were stunned.
This is a private kindergarten, and the people who come here are all from wealthy families, but it is quite rare to wear such an expensive dress, and she also demanded full compensation.
"What's wrong? Does this kindergarten have a rule against wearing such expensive clothes to school?"
Seeing the expressions of the kindergarten teachers, the woman asked a little arrogantly.
At this time, the little girl next to the woman wanted to speak, but the woman jabbered and then stopped talking.
Although she spoke quickly, Tang Ping had system headphones on his ears because he was going to Nara, so he understood the Japanese spoken by the other party clearly.
This woman actually said that China had plundered too many resources since childhood, so they could never give in to the Chinese.
Tang Ping had seen on the Internet that some young people did not understand or acknowledge the past history, but today he was meeting a real person.
At first, I thought that although the other party was being unreasonable, it was a fact that Tang Tang stained someone's clothes. If you wanted to pay compensation, just pay it. Let's just forget about it.
But now he doesn't think so anymore. He must teach the other party a lesson about this matter.
"What's the account number? I'll transfer the money to you." Tang Ping said to the woman, and then said to the kindergarten teacher: "If you still have trouble, call the police for me, because this lady's daughter damaged my family's cultural relics worth over 100 million. "
