When the man started crying, everyone in the room fell silent.

The guest at the same table just now remained stiff. He slowly stretched out his hand and said, "What's wrong with you?"

"I..." The man couldn't even say a complete sentence.

His eyes and nose turned red in an instant. He couldn't even hold the chopsticks. He covered his face with his hands and cried.

That kind of sadness is definitely not something that can be faked.

After all, everyone is in the martial arts world, and it is always possible to tell whether crying is real or fake. However, the man in front of him cried with emotion and passion.

Especially the crazy rolling of tears, which was almost completely uncontrollable.

"You, don't cry." Seeing him crying so sadly, the people next to him couldn't help but persuade him.

However, that person completely ignored him, and big tears as big as soybeans rolled down his eyes.

He seemed to want to say something, but he was crying so hard that he couldn't say the words at all.

This, this is definitely the expression of the softest part of the heart being touched, the onlookers thought.

As the saying goes, when you are in the world, there is no one who has not had the soft string in his heart suddenly plucked at some point.

Someone looked at the guest who was crying bitterly and didn't care what the people around him thought of him, and suddenly his eyes were slightly sore.

How deeply must this person love his mother, and how much he missed her to cry like this.

Chu Changzui, who was still excited just now, was completely stunned at this moment.

His hands began to tremble, and cold sweat slowly seeped out of his head.

"This, this is not right." Chu Changzui felt that the other employees of the inn were looking at him. In order to get back his face, he could only talk to himself, "Is Li Qi's craftsmanship so superb?"

"You have to give that precious thing you just got a few days ago to Li Qi again."

Feng Xiruo next to him touched Chu Changzui's head, and with an arrogant smile, she left here with An Huoshaxi.

At this moment, the people in the inn looked at the man and began to talk about him.

"This dumpling... How delicious are these dumplings?"

"The chef's craftsmanship is absolutely superb, these dumplings must be made with something special."

"Look at that guy, he can't be crying like that because he thinks of the dumplings made by his own mother."

Before Chu Changzui and the others could come to their senses, a group of voices suddenly rang out in the inn.

The guests saw the man's appearance and wanted to taste the dumplings themselves.

"Give me a plate of dumplings!"

"I want a plate of dumplings too!"

"One over here, too!"

...

At that moment, the whole inn was in chaos because of a plate of dumplings.

A craze for dumplings filled the entire inn, and everyone was crazy about eating the dumplings made by Li Qi.

People in the inn were talking to each other.

Everyone said that the dumplings made by this chef tasted like their mother's.

Chu Changzui was getting more and more stunned as he listened here.

How could Li Qi make dumplings taste like his mother's?

Li Qi was originally cooking in the back kitchen. While he was cooking, he suddenly found that a jar on his stove was empty.

"Hey? Where's the stuff in here?"

He shook the jar, and he always felt a little weird in his heart. Did someone sneak in when he wasn't paying attention?

Li Qi thought about it, and then his target was immediately locked on Chu Changzui.

It must be that guy.

He smiled coldly, then turned around and went out to find Chu Changzui.

Chu Changzui was still standing there stiffly, when he suddenly felt someone pat him from behind. He turned his head and saw a gloomy Li Qi.

"Hey." Li Qi frowned and said, "Did you sneak into my kitchen?"

"Me? I didn't." Chu Changzui's mind was still immersed in the sentence "Li Qi's cooking tastes like my mother's."

He was so shocked that he had no brain capacity to think about anything else.

"You really don't have it?" Li Qi didn't believe it at all. He sneered and said, "You didn't do it and you don't admit it, did you? Forget it, it doesn't matter. When will you give me the thing you promised to give me?"

"The snake needle?" Chu Changzui actually had it on him. He took it out of his pocket with a blank mind and handed it over. "Here."

Li Qi took the needle and looked at Chu Changzui in disbelief. "You actually gave it to me like this? You don't have any conspiracy, do you?"

He looked at Chu Changzui and suddenly said, "I always feel that you are not so kind. You would not just give me an ordinary sewing needle, right? Otherwise, I will help you sew your clothes first to try whether it is the real thing?"

Li Qi said this with a little bit of intimidation.

Because he knew very well that the "sewing clothes" he said was definitely not simple sewing clothes, and he also knew that Chu Changzui must be clear about what he was talking about.

Under normal circumstances, Chu Changzui could indeed understand what Li Qi was talking about.

But, that definitely did not include the current situation.

When he heard Li Qi say "helping to sew clothes", he shuddered all over. When

he raised his head and looked at Li Qi's "virtuous" look when he held the needle, he suddenly screamed.

Then, he ran for his life.

Li Qi turned his head blankly and looked over.

He silently put away the needle, and then scratched his head.

"I just want to scare him, is it that serious?"

Feng Qing had been waiting cautiously upstairs.

Although she was expecting the customer who ate the dumplings to curse them for being a shady shop, she was also a little worried that the man would beat the cook, so she waited in the room closest to the stairs and was ready to rescue at any time.

However.

Feng Qing waited for a very long time. It was so

long that Feng Qing even fell asleep. When she woke up, she found that there was no fight downstairs and everyone was still having fun.

"What's going on?" Feng Qing went downstairs and happened to meet Chu Xiaobai who was hiding in the corner for some reason.

He was squatting with his arms around himself, his hands covering his ears, and he looked very shocked.

"Xiaobai, are you okay?" Feng Qing walked over and pulled his hand away, "How is the business of our inn today?"

"Business?" Chu Xiaobai raised her head dimly and pointed to the account book on the counter, "It's all there."

Feng Qing left Xiaobai to continue to shut herself up, walked over to flip through the account book, and her expression was still quite happy at first.

As a result, as she flipped through the book, the light in her eyes disappeared.

"Shopkeeper, what are you doing?" An Huoshaxi came over skipping, "Are there any cookies from last night left tonight?"

"No."

"No."

"Gone, all gone, everything, gone." Feng Qing threw the account book on the counter in a daze, then turned around and walked upstairs with an empty face.

An Huoshaxi looked at the shopkeeper from behind and whispered to herself, "The shopkeeper is acting weird today."

"Are you back?" Li Qi also came out from the back at this moment, "Aren't you going to Huacilou tonight?"

"I can't go tonight." An Huoshaxi frowned, "Do you know that they are going to secretly hold a conference in Jiangnan recently?"

"What conference?" Li Qi asked.

"The guy that the shopkeeper liked very much last time has been very popular in the martial arts world recently." An Huoshaxi said, "Some people are not used to it, so they are ready to take action against him."

"How did you know this?" Li Qi asked with

a frown. "They don't know that I am from Huacilou, so they came to Huacilou to inquire about the news." An Huoshaxi said proudly.

Li Qi frowned slightly. He knew that the guy named Ji Yihan was still valued by the shopkeeper.

Although he didn't know what Ji Yihan learned from the shopkeeper to make his martial arts soar overnight, it was indeed unreasonable to let him be framed by others.

"When the time comes, let's go there and take a look." Finally, Li Qi said this.

"The shopkeeper may not be willing to come in person, so we'll just go with a few of us, and we'll have to bring Chu Changzui along."

Li Qi turned around to look for Chu Changzui, but after a round, he didn't see him there.

"This kid has been acting weird this afternoon." He muttered to himself.

"What happened? Why does he have such a weird expression when he sees me?"

...

"Just the dumplings alone, today they sold the same amount of money they normally make in a week. Is their sense of taste failing?" Feng Qing was still doubting her life upstairs at this moment. Just as

she was worried, she suddenly heard someone coming in from outside with gongs and drums, with a particularly festive sound.

"Oh, congratulations to Shopkeeper Feng!"

Feng Qing's heartbeat instantly accelerated wildly.

She stood up tremblingly, and then looked down.

The people from the government office were standing there.

Finally.

Feng Qing fought his way out of the siege among so many strong men without any suspense, won the title of the best merchant, and became the object of admiration of the shopkeepers on this street.

"You're actually going to give a speech?" Her friend was shocked when she heard the news. "You almost fainted when you gave a PPT presentation when you weren't doing your graduation project?"

"Indeed." Feng Qing held her forehead and thought seriously, "Do you think I can quit now?"

"Why bother?" Her friend said, "You've done a good job with that place, and it's already heading towards Michelin."

"Don't mention Michelin." Feng Qing refused madly.

"Don't be too miserable." Her friend considered her words, "Have you seen the king's speech?"

"I have, what do you mean?"

"I mean, even if you are a person with poor talent, if you prepare a little, maybe it will have a good effect?" Her friend said.

"Yes." Feng Qing suddenly thought.

She has a computer and a cell phone, and a lot of modern speech materials. Why doesn't she prepare well?