Dudu and Bai Rongrong saw that the old man had just taken a bite and stopped enjoying it. They thought that the old man intended to do so and deliberately made things difficult for Qin Shou.

Because both women have tasted the "golden egg fried rice" just now, it is very delicious and unique! How could such delicious egg fried rice be unable to satisfy even the taste buds of an old man?

Qin Shou also frowned slightly, feeling that the old man had some problems, so he couldn't help but step forward and come to him and bowed: "Old man, I dare not say how delicious this 'golden egg fried rice' is, but I can guarantee that there are not many chefs in Sichuan who want to make egg fried rice like this. And you only took one bite... I dare to ask, where is my cooking not delicious, please point it out!"

"Hoho."

The old man still smiled but said nothing, leaning on a cane toward the door, and after a few steps, the crutches in his hand staggered away from his hand.

When he was about to fall, Qin Shou quickly stepped forward and helped him up.

"Are you okay?"

But just as Qin Shou was living in this old man, his silly smile changed instantly, his eyes shining like a sharp eagle, and his eyes were tightly locked in him.

In just a short moment, Qin Shou's awe-inspiring gaze disappeared.

Then, the old man returned to his stupid appearance just now, grabbed Qin Shou's hands and looked at it, "Hoho, so that's it. The hands of Maliu and Abbe's children look like this, but your hands are very similar to Maliu, and they are worthy of being father and son."

"Huh?" Qin Shou was stunned. This old man knew his father, Maliu?

"No wonder the fried rice is so good, but it's a pity."

The old man let go of Qin Shou's hands and said slowly, "Caring the boat and asking for a sword, your dish is to 'carve the mark on the boat and look for a sword'. You have to make your own fried rice. I will wait for you here at this time tomorrow, and you will also make fried rice for me to eat..."

After saying that, the old man left tremblingly with a cane.

Only Qin Shou, Dudu and Bai Rongrong were left alone.

Qin Shou's mind was still echoing what the old man said. It took him a long time to come to his senses, stared at the door, and said, "It turns out that he knows my parents, and this is the old man and a chef, and his cooking skills may be above me."

When Bai Rongrong and Dudu heard this, they were surprised.

"It's higher than the chef's cooking skills, then... isn't that the strength above Chef Long? This... Who is this old man? And the master, why do you know that he is a chef?" Bai Rongrong asked.

"It's very simple. When he looked at my hands just now, I accidentally saw his left hand. There were traces of calluses grinding the pot with a pot between his thumb and index finger. There were still such deep calluses at this age. You can imagine how many times he took the pot..." Qin Shou said with a serious expression.

Dudu nodded slightly, and carefully combined with the old man who was qualified to review Qin Shou's cooking skills, it means that he must be a respected old senior.

"Speaking of this, this old man knows the mother and father of the young master. I guess there is some reason for this. I always think this old man knows a lot of things." Dudu guessed.

The fried rice is very good. Carving a boat and asking for a sword. Your dish is to "carve a mark on the boat and find a sword."

Qin Shou's mind was still echoing what the old man said before leaving.

"Do you make your own fried rice with eggs?"

Qin Shou thought for a while, and the figure of Fairy Abei couldn't help but appear in his mind. He had some sudden enlightenment, but there were also some very doubts.

...

After resting in Yunyin Temple for a night, the next morning, Qin Shou was alone in the yard, looking at the bamboo in the corner of the wall and fell into deep thought.

He thought very seriously, and even Dudu came to his side quietly without knowing it.

"What does it mean? How to make this fried rice with eggs?" Qin Shou frowned and thought.

How long has it been since I thought about the cooking problems like this? Since the people in the dark cuisine industry were defeated and eight legendary kitchenware returned to their positions, I seem to have never encountered any special problems again.

And the guests I met were not as difficult as this old man.

In other words, I have been so comfortable in the past six months, which has caused me to forget that I rarely encounter difficulties in cooking.

"Young Master, haven't you figured out what to do yet? The old man is coming again in the afternoon. If he can't satisfy him, this sacrifice will not go smoothly."

Dudu said as he reached Qin Shou's side.

Qin Shou then came to his senses, looked at Dudu beside him with a gentle gaze, then looked into the distance, and said, "I haven't thought about cooking like this for a long time. Dudu, do you think I'm a little unemployed? I'll leave everything to you when I go downstairs, and I'll sleep every day."

"No, I know you are very hardworking at the young master, and... and my sisters and I are willing to help you with work, what does it matter?" Dudu said with a slightly red face.

Qin Shou nodded and said nothing.

"But then again, you have already made your mother's egg fried rice without any problem. What is not in line with the old man's appetite?" Dudu seemed to be thinking about this question too.

“…”

Qin Shou pondered for a moment before speaking, saying, "Egg fried rice is a golden fried rice with eggs as the main ingredient. It doesn't seem to change much, and it seems to be the same when it is made. That's why the old man told me to let me make my own style..."

"Caring a boat and asking for a sword? What does that mean?" Dudu asked.

"Ha, Dudu is still the same. Have you never even heard of such a story?" Qin Shou smiled like this, and then explained to Dudu.

A long time ago, a Chu man crossed the river by boat and accidentally dropped his wearing sword into the river.

He hurriedly engraved a mark on the boat and said, "My sword fell from here."

After the boat landed, the man went into the water along the mark engraved on the edge of the boat to look for the sword, but after searching for a long time, he couldn't find it.

The ship has gone a long way, and the sword is still in its original place. Isn’t it very confused to use the method of carving a boat to find a sword?

"This story is bound by inherent thinking and cannot make progress, so I just wanted to improve the 'golden egg fried rice' left by my mother." Qin Shou said.

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Chapter completed!