Chapter 353 Substitution
Li Shun said, "Yes, I admit that I am not as good as Master Abei. But what's the point of saying this now? You can't call Master Abei to cook. If Master Abei was here, how could Han Jiang be so aggressive? He would have gone back to his hometown in disgrace."

Li Shun was right. What if Master Abei could do it? Master Abei was not here.

And the egg fried rice they made was the best they could do.

Although this egg fried rice is not as good as expected, there is nothing we can do about it.

Li Shun continued, "Besides, maybe Han Jiang can't taste it. He is different from you, A Mao. He has never tasted the golden egg fried rice made by Master A Bei. Without comparison, he naturally can't tell the difference."

Li Shun still had some hope, but Hong Xi and Ke Ling didn't think so.

They recalled the rumors about Han Jiang. It was said that Han Jiang had passed the preliminary test for a top-grade chef, which meant that he must have a level close to that of a top-grade chef.

For Hong Xi and Li Shun, it was already difficult to become a senior chef, let alone take the exam to become a top chef. They didn't even dare to have such an idea.

Han Jiang's strength must be above both of them.

Therefore, Hong Xi is not as optimistic as Li Shun.

Hong Xi looked at A Mao and asked, "A Mao, what do you think?"

Ah Mao gritted his teeth and said, "Uncle Hong Xi, can I make this egg fried rice?"

"you?"

Li Shun looked at him in shock, then laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten his back. "You haven't even cooked a vegetable before, and you want to make this egg fried rice? Can a culinary novice like you do better than the two of us? You must be kidding! I'm dying of laughter."

"can."

Amu said firmly, "I can do better than you."

"you……"

Such an unexpectedly firm answer left Li Shun stunned for a moment.

Hong Xi and Ke Ling were also stunned.

Especially Ke Ling.

She had never seen such a determined look on Amu's face, as if this naughty child had grown up in an instant and become an adult who could shoulder responsibilities and burdens.

It was also at that moment that Ke Ling suddenly felt a lot more relaxed.

The hardship and sorrow that she had been bearing alone, the invisible responsibilities and burdens on her shoulders, finally had someone with whom she could share them.

“Amu…”

Ke Ling moved her lips, wanting to say something encouraging and praising, but no words came out.

Because now Amu is no longer the little child who needs her care and worry all the time, he has grown into an adult.

And what Amu needs now is not encouragement and praise like coaxing a child, but support and trust.

"Amu, I believe in you! Just go for it, you will be fine!"

Ke Ling said firmly.

"elder sister……"

Amu looked at Ke Ling, and he saw trust in his sister's eyes.

That was not the trust caused by Xu Qing, but the trust only in him.

Amu heard his heart beating rapidly, and the blood in his chest boiled, making him feel like he was about to burn.

"Ah."

Amu nodded solemnly. He would definitely not let his sister down!

Hong Xi and Li Shun, who were standing next to them, were full of doubts.

Hong Xi said: "Amu, since you are so confident, why don't you make us a dish of egg fried rice first?"

No matter how nice the words are, or how determined the expression is, if the food is not delicious, it is useless. No matter how beautiful the words are, they are just castles in the air. Only when the things are done beautifully can people be truly convinced.

Amu turned and went into the kitchen.

He was indeed a novice in cooking, having never had any experience with cooking before, let alone cooking himself.

The moment he walked into the kitchen alone, he felt confused and hesitant, and fear arose in his heart.

What if he doesn't do well?
What if he failed to save Ju Xialou as Brother Qing expected?
Anxiety and fear weighed heavily on his heart at this moment, making him feel a little breathless.

Amu subconsciously clutched his chest, where was the letter Xu Qing had sent him, a letter he had read countless times.

Since Brother Qing said he can do it, then he can definitely do it.

Besides, his sister trusts him so much, he can't let her down.

There are also the people going downstairs and the mother lying on the hospital bed.

So many expectations and heavy pressure weighed on him, but Amu was not crushed by the pressure. On the contrary, the pressure gave rise to greater motivation and enthusiasm.

This motivation and enthusiasm gradually calmed his confused heart.

No problem, definitely no problem!

Amu calmed down and looked around again, looking at this strange yet familiar kitchen.

It's true that he had never cooked before, but he grew up in the kitchen. Every scene of his mother cooking and every taste of the dishes in her hands were deeply imprinted in his mind.

Now he was standing in the kitchen, and he seemed to see his mother's figure in front of him, how to make a fire, how to cook, how to cut vegetables, this scene was vividly displayed before his eyes.

All he has to do is follow his mother's figure and recreate the golden egg fried rice in his memory.

Time passed minute by minute, and just as the three people outside the kitchen were getting increasingly anxious, A-Mao finally came over with a plate of food.

"Let me see what good things you can make."

Li Shun said unconvincedly and walked forward with chopsticks.

But as soon as he walked in front of Amu, he was stunned, because the dish in front of him was completely beyond his imagination.

The people sitting in the hall and those standing outside had no idea what was happening in the kitchen.

But as time went by, people began to complain.

"Why are you so slow? Has the food been cooked after so long?"

"It's just a simple egg fried rice. It doesn't need to take so long, right?"

"Maybe the chef felt it wasn't done well, so he threw it away and made it again."

"How can you not cook a dish of fried rice with egg? Your cooking skills are too bad. Why not let me do it?"

In the hall, the men were getting impatient and approached Han Jiang and asked, "Chef, do you need me to urge him?"

"No need."

Han Jiang was calm and confident. "Let them do whatever they want. The longer they wait, the more uncertain they will be. The more anxious they are, the worse the dishes they cook will be. In this case, the first dishes cooked will be of the best quality, and the ones after that will be worse and worse. It will be impossible for them to regain their initial confidence. So there is no need to rush them. Let them gradually give up in pain."

"Yes, chef."

The subordinate responded and stepped aside.

As soon as he stepped aside, he saw Ke Ling coming out from the kitchen carrying a plate.

Han Jiang said, "Are you finally willing to come out? Even the most ordinary fried rice took so long. Ju Xialou really disappoints me."

If it were before, these words would definitely make Ke Ling very angry, but now Ke Ling is very calm.

"Please try the signature dish of Juxialou - golden egg fried rice."

(End of this chapter)