Chapter 352 Trust
"Lose? Ah Mao, what nonsense are you talking about? We won't lose. Uncle Hong Xi and his team have made this fried rice many times, so there will definitely be no problem."

Ke Ling said with a solemn oath.

Amu didn't say anything, because even if he said something to refute, his sister wouldn't believe it.

Soon, the golden egg fried rice that Hong Xi and Li Shun worked together to make was ready.

It looks really good, with golden eggs wrapped around rice grains. It doesn’t look like fried rice at all, but more like a plate of golden beads.

Ke Ling said in surprise: "It's so beautiful! It's exactly like my mom's!"

Li Shun said proudly: "Ke Ling, don't worry, there will be no problem. This dish of egg fried rice was taught to us by Chef Abei himself, and we have made it countless times. Even if Chef Abei makes it himself, it is probably difficult to do better."

Hearing Li Shun say this, Ke Ling felt more relieved.

She was about to go forward and take the plate away, but she saw Amu squeeze over in an instant, picked up the spoon and scooped a spoonful of egg fried rice into his mouth.

Ke Ling suddenly became anxious, "Amu, how could you do this! This is a dish for the guests!"

A-Mao said nothing. He chewed the fried rice twice and swallowed it. He lowered his head in frustration and said, "It really doesn't work."

"What's not working?"

Li Shun and Hong Xi looked at each other and asked.

A-Mao said, "I said this dish doesn't taste good. Not to mention compared to my mother's egg fried rice, even the person sitting in the hall can make better than this."

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Hong Xi frowned.

Li Shun said, "Amu, you can't even cook, how can you tell whether the food is good or bad? Don't make trouble here, go somewhere else to play, we have more important things to do."

Ke Ling also said, "Yeah, A'Mao, don't make trouble here. Now is not the time to play around. This dish is related to the life and death of Juxialou."

A-Mao took a deep breath and said loudly, "I am not causing any trouble! It is precisely because this concerns the life and death of Juxialou that this dish cannot be served out. If it is served out, Juxialou will really be finished!"

Li Shun said, "What do you know as a kid? Do you know how much effort we put into this dish? Do you know how many times we have made this dish? You don't know anything, so how can you say that this dish will definitely lose?"

Amu retorted, "I know."

"You know nothing! Get out of the way here."

Li Shun cursed, pushed Amu aside, and was about to serve the dishes himself.

Amu rushed forward and hugged his waist, dragging him to stop him, "This dish must not be served! Sister, help me quickly!"

Ke Ling hesitated at this time.

She intuitively believed in Amu. Amu had never opposed something so strongly. Maybe... maybe there was really something wrong with this dish?
Hong Xi noticed Ke Ling's hesitation and asked, "Ke Ling, even you don't trust us?"

This sentence shocked Ke Ling. On one side were the two chefs, Hong Xi and Li Shun, who had been with their mother for many years and were the backbone of Juxialou. On the other side was A Mao, who had never touched cooking.

Is it even necessary to think about which side to choose?
Ke Ling sighed and said, "Amu, stop making trouble."

"elder sister……"

Amu was so anxious that tears welled up in his eyes. Even his sister didn't believe him. Who else could help him?

correct!

A-Mao said loudly: "In the letter A-Qing sent me, he said that he believed in my ability! He also said that if Ju Xialou encountered a problem that he couldn't solve, he believed that only I could do it."

"Xu Qing?"

Hearing Xu Qing's name, Li Shun stopped in his tracks. Even though Xu Qing was far away, his name seemed to carry a weight of gold, forcing people to be cautious.

Ke Ling asked curiously, "Did Ah Qing really say that?"

"Of course! I always carry the letter with me."

As Amu said this, he quickly took out the letter from his chest.

The letter had deep creases, and it was obvious that it had been opened and read often, and I don't know how many times it had been read.

For Amu, Xu Qing is the person he admires the most. Although he is not much older than him, his strength far exceeds his. After leaving Sichuan, Xu Qing became the youngest top chef in history. He also cured the seriously ill imperial envoy and was awarded the golden brocade clothes bestowed by the emperor. These legendary deeds made Amu's respect for Xu Qing grow day by day.

And the person that Amu admired so much actually said that if Kiku went downstairs and encountered a problem that he couldn't solve, only Amu could do it.

It can be seen how much Xu Qing values ​​Amu.

These simple words made Amu happy for a long time.

Being valued so highly by the person he admired, Amu was so happy that he almost flew to the sky.

The letter Xu Qing sent to him was kept by A-Mao. Whenever he had free time, he would take it out and read it, and then carefully put it away. A-Mao knew every word in it by heart.

Li Shun looked at the letter and asked doubtfully, "Is this really Xu Qing's handwriting? It's not something A-Mao made up himself, right?"

Amu immediately glared at him.

Ke Ling said: "This is indeed Xu Qing's handwriting."

However, what she didn't expect was that Xu Qing actually thought so highly of Amu that he could actually say such words.

In her impression, Xu Qing has never been a boastful person, and everything he says must have a reason.

Since Xu Qing said so, maybe Amu really has some outstanding qualities.

Hong Xi and Li Shun also remained silent.

Could it be that Amu, who is so highly praised by Xu Qing, really has some amazing qualities that they have not noticed?
Otherwise, why would Xu Qing ignore these chefs who have followed Master Abei for many years and only say that Amu was able to turn the tide when Juxialou was in danger?
Does Xu Qing think that this little brat, A Mao, is better than them, the senior chefs?
If Xu Qing wasn't too far away, they really wanted to rush to Xu Qing and ask him.

Hong Xi said in a deep voice: "Since Xu Qing said so in the letter, A-Mao, just tell me why you think this dish is not good?"

Normally, Hong Xi would not take A Mao's words to heart. He did not believe that A Mao was more powerful than him, and he did not believe that he could not beat a little kid.

But he believed Xu Qing.

Since Xu Qing trusts Amu so much, then he will also trust Amu.

Li Shun stopped talking and sat aside waiting to see what shocking words Amu would say.

A-Mao took a deep breath and said, "First of all, the egg liquid in this golden fried rice is not evenly distributed. I remember the egg fried rice my mother made, every grain of rice was evenly covered with egg liquid, not a single grain of rice was left out, and even the thickness of egg liquid covering each grain of rice was the same. In this egg fried rice, not only is there a small portion of rice that is not evenly covered with egg liquid, but the thickness of egg liquid on other grains of rice is also different, some with more, some with less, which creates a disharmony in the taste."

After hearing what A'mao said, Hong Xi and Li Shun lowered their heads and looked carefully at the egg fried rice on the plate.

Sure enough, the egg fried rice looked golden and gorgeous at first glance, but upon closer inspection, there was indeed a small part of the rice that was not completely coated in the egg liquid, and the thickness of the egg liquid was also uneven. Some rice grains were coated with so much that they looked two times fatter, while others were only coated with a thin layer of egg skin.

Li Shun frowned and said, "How is it possible to make every grain of rice perfectly coated with the same thickness of egg liquid? This is simply impossible!"

Amu said, "But mom can do it."

Li Shun choked suddenly.

Compared to Master Abe, he is not qualified enough.

(End of this chapter)