Chapter 13 Proof
Xu Qing asked frankly: "I want to ask where you bought the oil for your flamethrower? And who is the person who made the oil? Can I meet him?"

I guess you won’t find another oil-making master as good as him even in the whole of Sichuan. If you miss this opportunity, you will never have the chance to have this opportunity again.

"Aqing!"

When Liu Keling heard this, her face suddenly changed. She quickly pulled his sleeve and whispered, "You can't ask this question."

"Why?" Xu Qing asked puzzledly.

"The oil used for flamethrowing is a secret recipe and cannot be easily shared with others. If someone learns it, they will come and steal their business."

Liu Keling grew up in the kitchen and often heard chefs chatting about how an apprentice in a restaurant learned all the master's skills and secret recipes, opened a restaurant to compete with the master, and finally caused the master's restaurant to go bankrupt. Most of the endings were tragic, and it was either you live or I die.

Liu Keling has been exposed to this since she was a child and has a deep understanding of the importance of the secret recipe.

Ah Qi, who was smiling before, turned cold and said, "The little girl is right. The oil formula is our exclusive secret recipe and we can't tell anyone else. If you weren't children, I would have beaten you up on the spot just for asking that question."

The other people around also had unfriendly expressions. They had gloomy faces and stared at them coldly.

"A Qing... let's go quickly..." Liu Keling said fearfully.

Amu also huddled beside Xu Qing, looking around vigilantly, ready to pull the two of them away at any time.

Xu Qing strode forward, clasped his fists and bowed to Ah Qi, apologetically saying, "I'm sorry, I didn't know the situation before and offended you."

Ah Qi was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter and said, "You are quite straightforward, kid! Okay, I am no longer angry, you can go now."

Xu Qing said: "Before I leave, I have one last thing to say."

"You say it."

Xu Qing lamented, "It's a shame to use such good oil only for fire-breathing performances."

Hearing him say this, the people around him became furious and started cursing.

"What nonsense are you talking about, you little brat!"

"Don't think we really don't dare to beat you!"

"Ah Qing... stop talking, stop talking..."

Liu Keling grabbed Xu Qing's clothes tightly and was almost crying with fear.

The younger Amu acted like a little man at this moment, standing in front of his sister and glaring at everyone else fiercely.

Ah Qi waved his hand to stop the people from cursing and asked calmly, "What's so regrettable about it?"

"It's a pity that such good oil is only used as fuel for the flames. After it burns out, only the residual aroma remains. If this technique is used to refine cooking oil and add it to dishes, its deliciousness can be maximized."

“Are you a cook?”

"Yes, I am currently learning at Juxialou."

Given the fame of Juxialou in Sichuan, it should be able to convince everyone.

Sure enough, when they heard Ju Xialou's name, everyone's faces changed instantly.

"Chrysanthemum Downstairs? Is it Master Abei's Chrysanthemum Downstairs?"

"Of course it is. There is no other Juxialou in Sichuan!"

"Learning at Juxialou is amazing! That's Chef Abei's restaurant!"

Hearing everyone's praise, Liu Keling couldn't help but ask curiously: "Do you know my mother's name too?"

"So you are the daughter of Master Abei. From what you said, who in Sichuan doesn't know Master Abei's name!"

"Yes, my dream is to have a meal at Juxialou."

"Haha, then you have to save money!" Ah Qi hesitated for a while and said, "How do you prove that what you said is true?"

Xu Qing said: "I am a chef, so naturally I will prove it with my cooking skills."

Ah Qi shook his head and said, "We, the street jugglers, have no chance to eat the food at Juxialou. Even if you cook it, we can't taste it."

Xu Qing smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. Juxialou is the best restaurant in Sichuan. I just need to make dishes worthy of Juxialou, right?"

Ah Qi looked at him in surprise and said, "Boy, you are so arrogant! Do you mean to say that you can cook the best dish in Sichuan?"

Xu Qing said modestly: "I can't be called the best, after all, I'm still learning. But I will definitely not let you down."

What an arrogant boy.

Ah Qi smacked his lips, and a little curiosity arose in his heart, so he said, "Okay, then you can cook a dish and let's see."

"Then please help me find a kitchen." Xu Qing asked the people around him.

Everyone agreed and left.

"Ke Ling, A Mao, go to the market. I need these ingredients..."

Xu Qing ordered in a low voice.

After Xu Qing finished speaking, Liu Keling and A Mao immediately nodded, "I understand, we'll go now."

After saying that, the two of them ran away in a hurry.

Taking this opportunity, Xu Qing closed his eyes, planned the recipe in his mind, and constantly adjusted the taste of the recipe through the taste memory.

Only when Liu Keling and A'mao came back with the vegetables did Xu Qing open his eyes.

The recipe in my mind is already complete, all I have to do is start making it.

"Little brother, we found the kitchen, come with us."

Xu Qing and the other two followed Ah Qi to a remote house.

Ah Qi said: "This is a family I know. When they heard that we wanted to use the kitchen, they specially gave it to us without asking for compensation. They just wanted to share some of the dishes that were cooked. They also wanted to taste what Sichuan's best dishes taste like."

Xu Qing agreed immediately: "No problem, there is enough food."

Xu Qing looked around the kitchen. It was clean and tidy, but the fire on the stove was not as strong as the one downstairs. Xu Qing had already considered this, and the recipes he prepared did not require stir-frying over high heat, so it was not a big problem.

The kitchen is fully equipped with common seasonings, but unfortunately the vegetable oil is of poor quality and contains too many impurities.

The quality of oils available on the market is generally similar, but large restaurants like Juxialou have their own dedicated oil suppliers, and the quality of their oils is much better than what is available on the market.

But it was obviously too late to go back downstairs to get the oil.

Xu Qing suddenly had an idea and found Ah Qi and asked, "Brother Ah Qi, did the master who made the oil for you to breathe fire also give you edible oil?"

Ah Qi nodded in surprise: "Indeed, they gave it to us as a gift. But we rarely make fire to cook, so we never used it."

really.

Xu Qing heaved a sigh of relief. He guessed that an expert in making oil like this would not be content with just making oil for flamethrowers. He would definitely hope that the oil he made could show its unique charm through cooking food.

If the chefs of big restaurants knew about his exquisite skills, they would definitely flock to his house and break down the door.

I just don’t know how it has fallen to the point where it can only make kerosene.

Xu Qing put these questions aside for the time being. He would know the whole story after asking Ah Qi later.

(End of this chapter)