A few drinkers were about to get up and leave. The old man hurriedly said, "Okay, okay, there is no purple light in the room, no purple light in the room, okay."

"That's right, old man, you have to be more reliable, you can continue talking."

The old man ate a few peanuts and took a sip of wine. Seeing this, several people said, "Old man, you are eating too shabby, why don't we order you some dishes?"

"No, no, I'm tired of eating this dish, but the peanuts tastes good. Let me tell you, Uncle Lu was very dull in his early years. When he was twenty years old, he couldn't say a single nonsense every day."

"But there are two sides to it. It is because of his temperament that he can endure loneliness. When he was twenty years old, I told you that no one taught him in the past twenty years. He just learned and realized himself, and completed the design of a 100-foot boat, thus becoming famous in one fell swoop. Then in the next few decades, he didn't know how many tower boats and lofts were built, and that was countless."

The old man was so excited that a drinker next to him suddenly said, "What's the use of building too much? He still can't catch up with An Ning Hou in this life. He is beyond his reach to An Ning Hou's 300-meter-long building boat. In this life, he is not as good as An Ning Hou."

The old man raised a glass of wine on the face of the drinker, his eyes widened and cursed, "Don't you go shit, you little bastard, can you talk?"

The drinker said angrily, "I said, you old man, why are you still cursing?"

"I'm still beating people." The old man blew his beard and grabbed the drinker's collar, slapped twice in the face, and said angrily, "Now you tell me that bastard An Ninghou is not as good as Uncle Lu."

"You, you crazy old man, are you fucking sick? Uncle Lu is your father. Are you helping him with this? I won't say that Marquis An Ning is worse than Marquis Lu, and Uncle Lu is not as good as Marquis An Ning."

"I'm your grandma." The old man was furious and started fighting with the drinker. The shopkeeper was pulled, and the two of them were then pulled away by cursing.

The little old man left the tavern, and the drinker pointed at the little old man's back and said to everyone, "Who is this old man? Didn't I just say that An Ning Hou is better than Uncle Lu? Is it necessary for him to get so angry?"

The tavern owner laughed and said, "Brother, please calm down, don't worry about him. He is just a poor little old man. I'll give you this wine."

As he said that, the tavern owner saw the old man's departure back and shook his head slightly.

On the street, the bleak autumn wind rolled up the debris on the street and blew the white hair on his forehead.

A sense of decline enveloped him.

His whole life was devoted to craftsmanship, and his wife left him, and now he is only alone, and living a day is counted as a day.

Suddenly the old man laughed loudly, "Go to drink." As he said, he was about to find a tavern to get in, he suddenly heard from the person, "Let's go quickly, if you go too late, you won't be able to catch up."

When the old man heard this, he grabbed the man and smiled, "What's the matter with this little brother? Is it so urgent?"

Then he said, "Showa Tower was kicked off in the restaurant and is competing for cooking."

"Showa Tower, is the Showa Tower that is OK to cook?"

"What does it mean? Showa Tower is the best restaurant. I really didn't expect that there are still people who dare to play Showa Tower's restaurant. But this time, it was a lively look. I can't say that I can still eat it. I said, "Old man, you won't let it go."

Before he could finish his hand, the old man had already turned to the direction of Showa Tower. Seeing this, the man couldn't help but smile, "This old man."

The old man ran to the door of Showa Building in a blink of an eye and shouted, "I'll be the referee, I'll be the dish."

The little old man ran and shouted, and squeezed in.

At this time, Xue Peng had prepared five-flavor fresh beef and sauce. The fresh fish soup and braised pork prepared by the boss. He made two dishes for Xue Peng, and also prepared one of the best goose gras.

Xue Peng and Boss Qin had already chosen five people from the crowd as referees, and the old man just happened to run over.

The little old man sniffed and said intoxicatedly, "It smells so good!"

Then his eyes lit up and he smiled and said to Boss Qin, "Boss Qin, can I be this referee?"

Boss Qin looked at the old man and smiled, "You old guy, if you came early, this referee would definitely be yours, but now it's too late, we have chosen five of them."

The old man did not rush to hear this and said, "That's just right. Look, what if there are ten of you, if there are five-on-five people, and I will definitely be able to decide the winner. Boss Qin, tell me, is it just right?"

Boss Qin smiled and said, "You will say, since that's the case, I don't care. Ask that kid if he wants it." As he said that, he angrily whined and signaled to Xue Peng.

The little old man looked at Xue Peng and said, "Young man, don't mind being a member of me."

Xue Peng glanced at the old man and then said, "Is this, I?"

Before Xue Peng finished speaking, the old man smiled and said, "Okay, it's good, you are a junior. I will be the eleventh referee of the old man. Now, let me taste how it tastes first."

As he said that, the old man rubbed his hands, and ignored everyone else, he first ate a piece of Boss Qin's braised pork.

The hot braised pork came into your mouth. With a slight bite, the soft and tender meat melted and it smelled strong when eaten in your mouth.

The little old man nodded, "Boss Qin, you are very good at craftsmanship."

Seeing that the old man ate his own food first, Boss Qin smiled. When people eat, the first bite is often the most delicious. This time, he seems to have won.

"Haha, you old man, if I don't put in some effort, I can keep you guys."

"Hehe, this is true. I have eaten all the food in the big restaurants, let alone the best food in you small restaurants."

As he said that, the old man took another sip of soup and finally ate a piece of foie gras, "Well, it's not bad, I'll pour you here to eat these days."

Boss Qin laughed and said, "Welcome at any time."

The little old man laughed, looked at Xue Peng, and then looked at the soup and sauce beef, "Young man, you have to be low-key. If you quit now, I will tell you, how about you avoid being cut off your fingers?"

Xue Peng smiled and said, "It's not good to drink when the soup is cold."

The little old man laughed and said, "Okay, young people have backbone, old man, I will try what you made."

"Please." Xue Peng lifted the lid of the pot, and a fresh fragrance suddenly spread out.

There is no need to smell it carefully. The fresh fragrance has already stimulated the old man's mouth and mouth, so he quickly served a bowl himself.
Chapter completed!