Since he couldn't get Jiujiu to give him the golden kitchen knife and recipe, Lin Guangye could only ask for these things from her.
Jiujiu glanced at Lin Xiao, who instantly became confident because of this sentence, and nodded in agreement.
The two of them were competing for treasures, so naturally, they couldn't be perfunctory.
The two of them had to compete in front of the ten gluttons in the capital three days later at the Treasure House.
Ten hours, five dishes per person, and only one assistant was allowed.
After ten hours, the ten dishes were mixed together and brought to the table. Whoever's dish was favored by the gluttons would be the winner of this competition.
After arranging the competition with Jiujiu, Lin Guangye left with Lin Xiao and returned to the inn.
Jiujiu closed the door and began to plan what dishes she would make on the day of the competition.
Most of the ten gluttons in the capital were her father's customers.
When Li Fugui was still alive, they came to the Drunken Spring House to eat every three to five days. Even after Li Fugui passed away, they were sad because of Li Fugui's death. It was said that one of them directly lost five to six kilograms because of it.
Therefore, this was also the reason why Lin Guangye let her and Lin Xiao's dishes be served in a mess.
He was worried that those gluttons would deliberately choose Jiujiu's dishes because she was Li Fugui's daughter.
In fact, Lin Guangye was completely gauging the heart of a gentleman with the yardstick of a villain.
Although the gluttons liked Li Fugui's dishes, they weren't the kind of people who couldn't distinguish right from wrong.
In front of this kind of big issue, they were exceptionally clear.
The competition between Jiujiu and Lin Xiao quickly spread to Wang Cuilian's ears.
When she learned that Jiujiu was going to compete with Lin Xiao, Wang Cuilian almost cried in anxiety.
Although she didn't know what level Lin Xiao was at, Wang Cuilian knew what level Jiujiu was at.
Jiujiu's cooking was fine as a home-cooked dish, but in front of those gluttons who had eaten countless delicacies, it was completely asking for a rebuff.
Moreover, the fact that Lin Guangye could challenge Jiujiu so confidently showed that Lin Xiao's culinary skills were absolutely superb.
It was not good for his mother to always look at his child.
Besides, Li Qian's cooking skills were indeed terrible, so Wang Cuilian believed that Jiujiu couldn't win this competition.
This was a match that was destined to start, but it was destined to be lost.
Even if Wang Cuilian had decided to give up on the Drunken Spring Brothel, that didn't mean that she could just watch as Jiujiu lost Li Fugui's inheritance.
The golden kitchen knife and the cookbook.
That was the only thing Li Fugui had left for her. If Jiujiu lost even this, then what would she do when she missed Li Fugui in the future?
Wang Cuilian could bear a world without Li Fugui, but she couldn't bear the fact that she didn't have any of Li Fugui's relics by her side.
Therefore, no matter what, she could not accept that Jiujiu, who had such poor culinary skills, had to compete with someone else.
What's more, the stakes were her husband's relics.
Wang Cuilian looked at Jiujiu and said resolutely, "Go tell those people that you're giving up on this competition."
Jiujiu, who was thinking about what dishes she was going to make in the next few days, froze when she heard Wang Cuilian's words. Moments later, she looked up at Wang Cuilian and asked, "Can I ask why?"
Jiujiu felt that Wang Cuilian, who was willing to give up the Drunken Spring Brothel for the sake of her daughter's lifelong happiness, wasn't an unreasonable person. Therefore, she must have her reasons for telling her to give up on this competition.
Jiujiu asked in a soft voice, and Wang Cuilian's tone didn't sound too forceful.
Wang Cuilian let out a long sigh. She looked at Jiujiu's face and said, "Qian 'er, Mother knows your culinary skills very well. The home-cooked dishes you make are alright, but they're far from your father's standards. Even your father wouldn't dare to say that his culinary skills are the best.
Since that Lin fellow dared to challenge you in front of everyone, he must have come prepared. The girl he brought with him, her culinary skills are definitely not mediocre.
Mother has already lost the Drunken Spring Brothel. I can't lose your father's relics as well. Qian 'er, listen to Mother's advice. Let's just admit our mistakes and forget about this competition. "
"Mother, we can't just forget about this."
Knowing what Wang Cuilian was thinking, Jiujiu let out a long sigh. She strode over and sat across from Wang Cuilian. She patted the back of Wang Cuilian's hand, which had turned cold from fear. She said in a low voice, "Today, they brought people to break down our door and scold my father. Do you believe that if I admit defeat and don't participate in this competition, they'll find people to create a scene at our door tomorrow? They'll say that we're not as skilled as them and still refuse to let go of the treasures.
Their goal is the treasures. No matter what we say or do, it's useless. Instead of cowering and becoming the subject of ridicule, it's better to face them head on. Even if we lose, we have to lose with dignity. "
"But?"
Even though she knew that Jiujiu's words made sense, Wang Cuilian still wasn't willing to use the two treasures left behind by Li Fugui as a wager.
Moreover, whether it was the golden kitchen knife or the cookbook, they were both part of Jiujiu's dowry that she and Li Fugui had discussed.
In Wang Cuilian's opinion, it was foolish to lose two treasures for a competition that already had an outcome that wasn't worth the loss.
Jiujiu reached out and hugged Wang Cuilian's shoulder. She whispered in Wang Cuilian's ear, "Mother, since we already know the outcome, why can't we face it directly?"
Wang Cuilian's lips moved. She stammered, "Those are your father's relics. I can't bear to part with them."
"They won't show mercy just because we can't bear to part with them. They might even kill us because we can't bear to part with them. All we can do now is work hard to improve my culinary skills. When the day comes, we'll defeat them with our true abilities."
Wang Cuilian looked up at Jiujiu. After a long time, she said, "Qian 'er, tell me honestly. How confident are you in this competition?"
"Ninety percent." Jiujiu smiled confidently. "Mother, I'm father's daughter. In the past, I was ignorant and didn't understand father's good intentions. I've been wasting my time. Now I understand that in this world, only your own skills won't lie to you. After you fell ill, I've been flipping through father's cookbook, researching and improving the dishes that father developed. Although my culinary skills might not be as good as father's, it's more than enough to deal with ordinary girls."
"Mother, just wait for me to bring father's things home in one piece."
When that time came, not only would she bring home Li Fugui's golden kitchen knife and cookbook, but she would also bring home the certification of ten foodies.
Not only would this competition not cause her to lose anything, but it would also make her culinary skills famous in the capital.
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