Chapter 363 Old Man
After crying, Ke Ling became obviously more relaxed, and she became more cheerful and playful again. Her face was no longer stern, and she smiled more often.

Amu no longer tried to avoid her.

Hong Xi and Li Shun both breathed a sigh of relief.

Although it is admirable when Ke Ling is strong, a child who is so strong only makes people feel distressed and makes adults like them feel useless.

Children should behave like children, cry when they should cry and laugh when they should laugh, and grow up healthily under the care of adults.

If you want to grow up, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future, but the happy childhood days are gone forever.

Master Abei specially thanked Xu Qing for this. She had also advised Ke Ling before not to put too much pressure on herself.

Ke Ling has been trying to imitate Master Abei. However, Master Abei's advice not only failed to relieve Ke Ling's pressure, but made Ke Ling feel that she was not doing well enough and made her mother worried. Therefore, she worked harder to do better, putting more pressure on herself.

Xu Qing truly removed this invisible pressure from Ke Ling and freed her mind from herself.

After all, relying on Xu Qing is not cowardice, but a matter of course.

Seeing that Ke Ling had returned to her former self, Xu Qing breathed a sigh of relief.

As soon as he came back, he felt that the downstairs was filled with a heavy and depressing atmosphere, especially Ke Ling, who was on the verge of collapse.

At this rate, even if he cured Master Abe, Juxialou would never be able to return to its former self.

Because Juxialou is not just Master Abei’s Juxialou. Ke Ling, A Mao, Hong Xi and Li Shun are all members of Juxialou.

Their poor mental state will also add more hard work to Master Abe.

The only problem facing them now is the cooking showdown in two days.

Han Jiang is a senior chef and the initiator of the cooking duel, so the topic of the cooking duel will be decided by him.

So now they could only wait, waiting for Han Jiang to tell them the topic of the cooking competition.

However, just waiting was a bit passive, so Xu Qing went to Jiangyue Tower to spy on the enemy first.

He had not been in the town for long, and apart from the people in Juxialou, few people knew him, let alone Han Jiang who had just arrived.

Even if he went, no one would know who he was.

"Sir, please come in."

The waiter at the door of Jiangyue Tower greeted him warmly and took him to an empty table to sit down.

Xu Qing looked around. The hall was decorated very luxuriously and was very eye-catching. The tables, chairs and benches were all brand new and painted with bright varnish.

The windows and desks around were clean and the floor was polished to a shine without a single stain.

Apart from anything else, the store decoration and clean dining environment alone make people feel comfortable.

The waiter asked, "What would you like to eat, sir?"

"What dish is your chef best at?"

The waiter said proudly: "That's a lot. We can fry, stir-fry, cook and deep-fry. We can do everything."

"Well, let's have one..."

Xu Qing was about to order food when he suddenly heard a commotion nearby.

"You old beggar, do you want to default on your debt?"

One person shouted loudly.

"I'm not defaulting on my debt... I just don't know where the money went."

Opposite him was a white-haired old man, searching his pockets with an embarrassed look on his face.

The old man was dressed in rags and was unkempt, looking just like a beggar on the street. The pocket he was searching had a big hole in it, and he said the money fell out of the hole.

But the guy obviously didn't believe it. How could you deceive him with such an obvious lie?
The guy said angrily: "Don't even think about leaving if you don't pay!"

The old man frantically looked for help, but everyone who met his eyes subconsciously looked away.

No one wants to get into trouble for no reason. Until the old man saw Xu Qing sitting in the distance, his eyes lit up instantly, and he pointed at Xu Qing and said, "He can help me pay!"

"I?"

Xu Qing was stunned for a moment.

The old man was so brisk that he could walk even more swiftly than the young man. He walked over quickly and in a few steps he was next to Xu Qing. He sat down on the chair next to him, looking very familiar.

"Guest, this..."

The guy said hesitantly.

"It's okay, I'll pay for it."

Xu Qing took out some money and paid for the old man.

Anyway, a meal doesn’t cost much.

The guy happily took the money.

The old man praised: "Good boy, you are really straightforward."

Xu Qing said helplessly: "Old man, remember to bring money next time you go out."

"I remember. I remember."

After the old man said this, he didn't move and just sat in his seat.

Xu Qing asked doubtfully: "Old man, is there anything else?"

The old man smiled and said, "Young man, I didn't have enough to eat just now. Why don't you treat me to another meal?"

Xu Qing was speechless. So he just had to blame him, right?

But it’s strange that even though this old man was clearly pushing his luck, Xu Qing didn’t have much ill will towards him.

Especially when he saw him, Xu Qing thought of Master Luo Tian, ​​and couldn't help but feel a little bit of intimacy in his heart.

Xu Qing said, "Okay, then I'll be a good person and treat you to another meal. What would you like to eat, old man?"

"You are free to choose. I am not picky."

"Well……"

Xu Qing looked at the menu in his hand and said, "Then let's have two dishes, one is pork with Sichuan pepper, and the other is fresh bamboo shoots with white oil."

"Okay, wait a moment, sir."

After the waiter said this, he turned and went to the kitchen.

The old man said, "Why don't you order a signature dish? Jiang Yue Lou's most famous Eight Immortals Fried Rice, don't you want to try it?"

Eight Immortals Fried Rice, Han Jiang improved the ordinary egg fried rice by adding eight precious ingredients, so it is called Eight Immortals Fried Rice.

This Eight Immortals Fried Rice is indeed very famous. Guests at many tables have ordered this dish, and the charming aroma of the Eight Immortals Fried Rice lingers in the air.

Xu Qing only took a sniff and analyzed the ingredients and cooking methods of this dish clearly.

This Eight Immortals Fried Rice has a great reputation, but the actual effect is average. It is called egg fried rice, but it is just a hodgepodge of various ingredients, which makes it novel and interesting, but in terms of taste, it is far inferior to Chef Abei's golden egg fried rice.

Therefore Xu Qing had no interest in it.

Xu Qing came here to investigate the enemy situation. He didn't want to eat these fancy things, but hoped to see Han Jiang's skills.

Xu Qing said: "No, I still like home-cooked food."

The methods and ingredients of home-cooked dishes are fixed, but it is not easy to make home-cooked dishes delicious.

The old man nodded and said, "Home cooking is good. Home cooking is easy but also difficult to make. If you want to see the skills of a chef, watch him make a home cooking dish."

Xu Qing looked at him in surprise. These words were not something an ordinary person could say. Who was this old man?
(End of this chapter)