Authors Note:
Respected Editors,
If you want to publish my novel then publish by getting it to process, so kindly stop asking and making me do this and that. I hope that no more editors will annoy me unlike the previous ones. It's my story, not your story. I write however I want to the mass readers and make them enjoy. As long as the story is good, why care about the plot, summary and outlines? So stop asking me all these things. If you are that eager for these things, then write on your own story and I don't care.
Thank you.
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The auction house is lively, from being raising prices to watching the show.
Items after items, those interested bought it, those who don't have interests kept silent and watched the show.
After long haul of events, the auction house came to an end.
The ordinary and VIPs enjoyed a good show. And the auctioneer also enjoyed the events and is blooming with smile pasted all over his face.
It's because the profit earned, he gets a lot of commission and is promoted. Smiling happily and greeting to the customers, he generously welcomed all the guests who bought the items and gave a good farewell to those who are leaving.
As for Xin and his company, they left the auction house as soon as the auction was over as there was no item that interests them.
Xin wanted to see if there is an item that could interests him but there is none.
Returning to the restuarent, as usual, Fatty Jin being a Clerk, as for Xin, two little kids and the eccentric old man returned to the kitchen.
The eccentric old man looked at the little two kids from time time opening his mouth but unable to say from time to time.
His eyes wandered here and there, feeling his whole body uncomfortable and uneasy.
This unusual movement was noticed by Xin but he didn't do anything as it was upto the eccentric old man.
As cooking of dishes require understanding the fire at different temperatures and feelings of fire. Only when one reaches a certain understanding then only do they understand the ingredients.
Understanding ingredients require a long way. While cooking, these ingredients will say: "Cook me faster, people are waiting. No No! Do the preparations on me first! No No! Me first..."
These kinds of talks are engaged between the ingredients and the spirit cook.
How do these ingredients talk? Naturally, the cook has to feel it.
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After a long day, thir exhausted bodies pummeled with sweats.
Taking a bath and cleaning their own robes, they gathered and sat on the ground. Starring at the skies, it seemed so wonderful at night.
As for these two little kids, they were running around and playing with each other. How carefree!
Xin looked at Fatty Jin and asked: "How is your progress after joining the auction and being a Clerk at the restuarent?"
Fatty Jin, as always when it comes to money, he is brimming with smile. These days, his face can be seen that his smile is wide as ever, grinning from teeth to teeth!
"Hehehehe...! Big Uncle, it's thanks to you. I am happy, so happy nowadays." He smilingly responded.
Calling him Uncle, Xin was embarrassed. His age is younger than Fatty Jin. But anyways, who cares. Afterall, they will naturally understand in future.
"Thanks to the goods you auctioned! The world is lively. The news has been spread to other continents! Hehe!" Fatty laughed.
"Rumours? Not news?" Xin was backfired by his words.
"Big Uncle, don't you know? News travels fast but Rumours travel even faster!" Fatty Jin replied.
"Looks like the world is starting to ascend to a new heights!" Xin shook his head, looking at the sky murmuring.
After coming to this place, it seems alot of things has happened.
While in their trance and happiness, their door has been knocked.
They all looked at each other and stopped doing what they were doing. They got up to see who was it at this hour.
As Xin strode forward to open the door, little Wei ran up and opened the door, bumping into the old man.
"Ahem!" The old man cleared his throat to minimize the awkward situation.
"Greetings senior, what brings you here at this hour?" Xin politely greeted and asked his purpose.
Unless it's something important, it won't be disturbed. Making such a decision must be something that the eccentric old man is concerned about something.
"Can we speak somewhere else where no one will disturb?" The old man requested.
"No problem! You all stay here, I will be going with this senior for a while." Xin spoke to them.
Coming into his room, he closed the door, "Senior what is it that you want to talk about? Xin asked.
"I want to pass down my life long knowledge to a knowledgeable person with good personality. I have been looking for many many years unable to find. But luckily, I finally found one." The old eccentric old man smiled looking at him.
Xin was embarrassed by his request but he thought about it. Isn't the situation same as old seniors when he met for the first time? They too wanted to pass down their own inheritances.
"Old senior, so who do you think it is to your liking?" Xin questioned and looked at him.
"I want to pass down my inheritance on those two little kids. My inheritance is a bit special and complicated." The eccentric old man looked at him eagerly.
To be honest, Xin was releived. He did not expect the old man to choose those two kids. He doesn't want to chew more than he can bite. After all, his burden is heavier than anyone else.
"Old senior, please wait. I will call them now." Xin responded with greetings and care.
Then he opened the door and called out those two kids who were running and playing around which makes it lively.
"Little Wei, Little Lu, come here!" Xin called.
They both came running, laughing and talking.
"What is it big brother?" Little Wei blinked and asked him with questioning eyes.
Little Lu stood on side of her, not wanting to meddle, looking absent minded.
"From tomorrow, you both will learn culinary arts from this old senior." Xin pointed at the eccentric old man who stood near the door of entrance making it look like a thief.
"Old grandpa, you will teach us from tomorrow?" Little Wei opened her eyes wide staring at the eccentric old man from top to bottom.
The eccentric old man felt like laughing with her actions but he didn't, because who knows what will happen?