Entering the Same Hua Residence, Receiving Different Treatment: Qiuxiang's True Identity?

Sister Shiliu is kind-hearted and plans to buy Tong Pak Fu, but Qiuxiang is clearly more rational.

Buying someone to live in your household is no small matter.

Although Madam Hua treated the servants very well, they could not overstep their authority and make decisions. In this respect, Qiuxiang did the right thing.

But it also revealed a coldness about her to Ling Yi.

After agreeing that Tong Pak Fu would come again the next day, Qiuxiang was about to bring Sister Shiliu into the house.

At this moment, Sister Shiliu looked at Ling Yi, walked over, and asked, "Are you also going to sell yourself?"

"I'll come again tomorrow!" Ling Yi shook his head.

Cooking for a dead person is disrespectful. As for how to enter the Hua Residence, Ling Yi has plenty of ways.

" Pomegranate, let's go!" Qiuxiang shook her head and pulled Pomegranate away.

At this moment, Tong Pak Fu kicked the consumptive man and cursed, "This guy's sudden appearance caused all the trouble. If it weren't for my quick thinking, this operation would have failed."

"Hey, stop pretending to be dead, the show's over."

At this moment, Ling Yi suddenly said, "He is dead!"

"No way?" Tong Pak Fu stepped forward to check, and sure enough, the man was dead.

"Isn't he trying to infiltrate Hua Residence like me?"

Ling Yi shook his head and didn't say anything more.

Tong Pak Fu frowned, then checked the other people on the cart again. Sure enough, they were all dead.

"Alright, let's bury them first!"

Subsequently, Tong Pak Fu Hire several people to take these people outside the city for burial.

But he quickly put it out of his mind.

Right now, all he can think about is Qiuxiang; nothing else matters to him.

The next morning, the two arrived at the back gate of the Hua Residence again.

Ling Yi then began fiddling with his pots and pans.

He naturally entered the Hua Residence as well, since he needed to follow the plot and ensure that the Protagonist were always in the shot.

The Invisibility camera could only be located a little over 1,200 meters away from Ling Yi.

This distance is related to Ling Yi's Combat; it's roughly one meter for every 1 point of Combat.

1,200 meters seems like a long distance, but compared to the size of Hua Residence, D. C., it's still not enough.

Besides, when he comes to the world of movies, he should at least have some sense of participation and make some appearances, right?

As Ling Yi busied himself, an extremely rich aroma soon began to fill the air.

Tong Pak Fu stared intently at the fried rice in the pot, constantly swallowing his saliva.

" Ah Shui, your cooking skills are Divine Communion! Amazing!"

Of course he's amazing! He's the God of Cookery of Cookery. If even ordinary people can't master his cooking, what kind of god are he?

To enhance the fragrance, Ling Yi even used his Magic Power.

The results? Absolutely fantastic!

In less than ten minutes, Ling Yi was surrounded by people. Not only did Qiuxiang and other servants come out, but even Madam Hua and Grand Tutor Hua, including their two foolish sons, came out.

However, no one spoke.

Ling Yi's Ling Yi had a special charm, and everyone was afraid to make a sound and disturb him.

Soon, ten servings of egg fried rice were ready.

Ling Yi then turned off the stove, clasped his hands in Fist Dao to Madam Hua and Grand Tutor Hua, who had approached, and said, " Grand Tutor Hua, Madam Hua, please!"

Madam Hua could still tolerate it, but Grand Tutor Hua rushed over, grabbed a bowl of fried rice with eggs, and shoveled a mouthful into his mouth.

The moment the rice touched his tongue, Grand Tutor Hua froze, then exclaimed after a long pause, "So delicious!"

Everyone shuddered. "If it's delicious, it's delicious, why are you shouting?"

With Grand Tutor Hua leading the way, Madam Hua no longer held back. However, before eating, she cautiously tested the food with a silver needle to confirm that it was not poisonous before wolfing it down.

There were ten bowls of rice in total. Madam Hua, Grand Tutor Hua, and their two sons took four bowls. How should the remaining six bowls be divided?

Everyone watched with longing eyes. Although they all wanted to eat, they dared not touch it unless Madam Hua spoke up.

Although Madam Hua ate later, she was the first to finish, proving her Kung Fu Hustle and speed.

But she was clearly not satisfied and wanted another bowl, but Ling Yi stopped her.

Delicious food is good, but don't overindulge!

"Young man, how can you cook food that no one can eat?" Madam Hua said with displeasure.

" Madam Hua will know once she feels it carefully."

Upon hearing Ling Yi's words, Madam Hua was taken aback, and then her face was filled with shock.

"You, this..."

"It's good that Madam Hua knows this herself!" Ling Yi shook his head.

Madam Hua's eyes narrowed slightly, but her heart was in turmoil.

They then dispersed the crowd, even sending Grand Tutor Hua and his two sons back.

"How can your food have such miraculous effects?"

"That's not the point!" Ling Yi shook his head and laughed.

Why do you want to enter my Hua Residence?

Ling Yi clapped his hands and said, "The world is about to descend into chaos. I simply want to find a place to settle down and make a living."

Madam Hua scoffed, "With your skills, you can make a living anywhere!"

"Too many petty people bring endless trouble; true masters Yinyin in plain sight!"

Ling Yi's answer was quite ambiguous, leaving the rest for Madam Hua to figure out herself.

He couldn't very well say he came for the Four Fragrances of Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter, just like Tong Pak Fu, could he? But none of them were Ling Yi's type.

Madam Hua did not actually want to take Ling Yi, after all, Ling Yi was too mysterious, and mystery might mean that this person had trouble and danger.

But that bowl of fried rice had completely won her over, and the thought of not being able to eat such delicious food again would be even harder for her to accept.

After a moment's thought, Madam Hua said, "Then I'll have to trouble you, sir."

"Young Ling Yi, you'll have to trouble Madam Hua in the future!" This time, Ling Yi used his real name.

"As long as you can make such delicious food every day, there will naturally be no trouble or inconvenience," Madam Hua said.

"However, I must make it clear beforehand that I will only cook for ten people each day, and no one is allowed to interfere with my actions."

"I can't either?"

"It depends on what it is!" Ling Yi didn't give a definitive answer.

"Make a deal!"

Ling Yi successfully joined the Hua Residence, and that very evening, he prepared a feast for Madam Hua.

However, Ling Yi adhered to his principles, insisting on serving ten people, no more and no less.

In reality, only nine people sat down at the table.

Madam Hua, Grand Tutor Hua Wen, Hua Wu, the Four Fragrances of Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter, and Ling Yi.

If there's one less person, the others will get an extra portion of food, Ling Yi can understand.

Ling Yi's seating at the table was also with Madam Hua's permission.

The fact that the four maids—Spring, Summer, Autumn, and Winter—were allowed to sit at the table is enough to show how much Madam Hua loved them.

However, judging from Madam Hua's actions at the dinner table, Ling Yi could roughly guess some of the reasons.

These Four Fragrances of Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter were probably specially trained by Madam Hua for her son.

Thinking about it, it's actually quite possible.

This meal caused Ling Yi's status in the Hua Residence to rise Rapid Speed.

Ling Yi's rule of cooking only ten meals a day gradually became his own.

No one can break this rule, not even Grand Tutor Hua or Madam Hua.

But how can you eat such delicious food only once a day?

So, Madam Hua and Grand Tutor Hua discussed it, and the next day, the Four Fragrances of Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter, along with their two foolish sons, were nowhere to be seen at the dinner table.

Only Ling Yi and his two companions remained at the dinner table.

In this way, the meals meant for ten people a day could be left for Madam Hua to stay and eat three meals a day.

Ling Yi didn't care about this; after all, it was a meal for ten people, so how it was divided was not his concern.

Although Ling Yi and Tong Pak Fu entered the Hua Residence at the same time, their current status and position are worlds apart.

Before we knew it, half a month had passed.

For the past two weeks, Ling Yi has spent most of his time cultivating, aside from cooking.

Ling Yi's cultivation method is what is known as Qi Ingestion.

Compared to the world of " The God of Cookery," perhaps it's because this world doesn't have Heavenly Court, and therefore isn't bound by those rules.

Ling Yi's cultivation progressed extremely smoothly; one day of cultivation there was equivalent to a hundred days of cultivation in the " The God of Cookery " world.

Ling Yi gradually came to enjoy the feeling of his strength slowly increasing.

He only makes occasional appearances when there are memorable scenes involving Tong Pak Fu.

Like right now!

In the pavilion, Ling Yi ate fried beans while watching Four Xiangs, or rather, San Xiang, flying a kite.

Chunxiang didn't participate in it; instead, she stayed next to Ling Yi and snatched the beans from Ling Yi hand.

Everyone's flying kites, why aren't you going?

"Tch, only a fool would fly a kite in this sweltering heat. But your delicious food is so hard to come by; if they knew I ate your fried beans, they'd be green with envy."

Chunxiang munched on the beans with her small mouth, managing to talk without interrupting her eating. I wonder if that counts as a skill.

Ling Yi was amused and praised, "You're so clever."

"Sigh!" Chunxiang sighed, "Ever since we ate your delicious food last time, we haven't been able to eat or drink for several days. It was truly unbearable."

"Now, Grandpa and Madam no longer allow us to sit at the table. Not only us, but Hua Wen and Hua Wu are also not allowed to sit at the table, let alone go to Grandpa and Madam's room."

At this point, Chunxiang leaned closer to Ling Yi and whispered, "I heard that Grandpa and Madam fight every day just to get one more bite to eat."

"It's a pity that Grandpa is no match for Madam, hehe!"

Ling Yi smiled as well. Of course, Ling Yi knew about this matter; it wasn't a fight done in private, but rather openly now.

Before, because she wasn't familiar with Ling Yi, she put on airs. But now, every time they eat together, the old couple acts like they're fighting to the death.

In extreme cases, the two could even choke each other and roll around on the ground.

At first, Ling Yi wasn't used to it, but after a while, he didn't take it seriously at all. "You guys fight, I'll eat. I can have a meal and watch the fun at the same time, it's quite interesting."

It's no surprise that in Master Sing's movies, almost every character who appears is a sane person.

"What do you think of Qiuxiang?" Ling Yi suddenly asked at this moment.

"What, you like Qiuxiang too?" Chunxiang pouted unhappily.

"No, it's just that some fool likes Qiuxiang. I'm not interested in Qiuxiang. I just feel that this person is a bit two-faced." Ling Yi said, looking at Tong Pak Fu who was squatting on the ground cleaning up the trash.

Chunxiang glanced around to make sure no one else was nearby before whispering, " Qiuxiang is no simple character!"

How so?

"She's a completely different person in public and in private. You're absolutely right to say she's two-faced. She seems gentle and innocent, but in reality, Proficiency smoking, drinking, and gambling."

"Anyway, this person is very cunning. We seem close in public, but in private, none of the three of us want to talk to her."

Ling Yi nodded. Qiuxiang's sneer back then had already made Ling Yi see through this woman's true nature.

Another point Ling Yi suspected was that Qiuxiang already knew Tong Pak Fu's true identity.

The various events between her and Tong Pak Fu were very likely orchestrated by her.

Another point that raises suspicion is that this Qiuxiang knows martial arts and possesses Internal Energy.

Ling Yi didn't notice this at first, but that day was the first time Ling Yi cooked a meal at the Hua Residence.

Four Xiangs were on the table. After Qiuxiang ate Ling Yi's food, Ling Yi clearly felt a trace of energy stirring in her body.

Although it was weak and quickly suppressed, Ling Yi still managed to Perception it.

The food that Ling Yi added with Magic Power can strengthen the body of ordinary people, and can also I Ching the marrow and improve the Internal Energy and physical constitution of those who know martial arts.

Ling Yi didn't think much of it at the time, but it wasn't until he was resting that night that he belatedly realized that Qiuxiang was acting strangely.

So the next day, he used Yu Shuang Magic Power to see through Qiuxiang.

Not only does he possess internal martial arts skills, but he is also a master of internal martial arts who is even more powerful than Tong Pak Fu and Madam Hua.

Nine short throwing knives were always hanging from her waist and cuffs.

"Do you know what Qiuxiang's real name is?" Ling Yi asked.

Chunxiang shook her head and said, "I don't know. We only know that her surname seems to be Li, but we don't know anything else."

Knowing Kung Fu Hustle, carrying throwing knives, and surnamed Li, Ling Yi couldn't help but think of the content when Tong Pak Fu's mother introduced Tong Pak Fu to the Jianghu Weapons Register.

"A successor to Little Li's Flying Dagger?" Ling Yi murmured to himself.

It seems a bit far-fetched, but when you connect the dots like this, Ling Yi can only think in this direction.

Meanwhile, Tong Pak Fu was already up to something.

He picked up a piece of tile and casually snapped the kite string.

The kite Piu-piu and landed on the roof of the inner courtyard.

"Oh dear, what happened? Why did the kite string suddenly break? 9527, 9527..." Dongxiang immediately shouted to Tong Pak Fu in front of her.

Tong Pak Fu, a smile he couldn't hide, staggered over and asked, feigning ignorance, "Sisters, what happened?"

Throughout this entire process, Ling Yi kept his eyes on Qiuxiang.

When Tong Pak Fu broke the kite string with a tile, Qiuxiang's first glance wasn't at the kite, but at Tong Pak Fu. A faint, almost imperceptible smile appeared on her lips, but she quickly suppressed it.

Ling Yi shook his head, and for some reason, the story of the Hui Lang and Xiaohong suddenly came to mind.

Xiaxiang pointed to the kite on the roof and said, " 9527, quickly help us take the paper swallow down."

"But as a lowly servant, it's inconvenient for me to come in," Tong Pak Fu said, pointing to the sign at the entrance to the inner courtyard, feigning reluctance.

Dongxiang said impatiently, "Oh dear, who treats you like a servant? We just see you as a worthless wretch."

"Ah?"

"Hurry up, stop with the nonsense!"

Tong Pak Fu walked into the inner courtyard and immediately clasped his hands in Fist Dao to Qiuxiang, saying, "Ah, Sister Qiuxiang, it's a pleasure to meet you. I haven't had a chance to thank you for what happened last time."

As the saying goes, "Those destined to meet will find each other even from a thousand miles away," and this paper swallow is all I need.

Qiuxiang smiled faintly, her eyes full of Taunt, but she didn't say a word. Instead, she nodded slightly.

Xiaxiang said, "Hurry up, you're talking too much nonsense!"

Then, Tong Pak Fu "clumsily" climbed onto the roof, got the kite, and began to squat on it, grinning foolishly.

When watching the movie, there are camera cuts and scenes featuring Tong Pak Fu's portrait, so it doesn't feel abrupt.

But now, Tong Pak Fu, squatting on the roof and grinning like an idiot, really looks like a complete fool; it's unbearable to look at.

The three girls, including Dongxiang, looked at him as if he were an idiot.

What's he grinning about up there?

"I don't know, I want to see what he's up to!"

" 9527, get down here right now, what are you doing?"

Tong Pak Fu wiped his drool, tilted his body, and "fell" off the roof.

Then, she happened to fall into the arms of the martial arts champion.