It is naturally impossible for Bian Rui to know that now Mo Sheng's mother has given full play to the shrewdness of the Mingzhu woman at this moment, and has seen the scene of her great-grandchildren making money with their skills from Jing Lu's body.

Now Bian Rui didn't interfere in the work, but looked at Jing Lu and watched her cut the meat, and at the same time nodded slightly, after this period of knife training, Jing Lu's knife skills are already good, almost a year or two of ordinary people's skills, the thickness of the cut meat slices is uniform, but it is still a little worse in thickness.

In the past, the ancestor's requirement was to be comparable to light transmission, which meant that the cut meat slices should be thin enough to transmit light. This can only be achieved with quite good knife control skills, full cooperation of eyes and hands, and accumulated practice. Now it is still far from this realm Yan Lan, but for a novice, the progress is fast.

Jing Lu is not a very smart child, but he is willing to work hard and is willing to work hard, so the current level is beyond Bian Rui's expectations.

Yan Lan looked at Bian Rui at this time and asked, "What, you are here to be a supervisor?" Why are you so blind, hurry up and come and help."

After speaking, she followed her husband's gaze to the direction where Jinglu was cutting meat now, and couldn't help but say, "Do you have a special sense of accomplishment now, the students you teach are so powerful." Didn't you expect Jinglu to cut meat so well now, did you?"

Bian Rui shook his head and said, "It's too far away!"

Jing Lu had no expression on her face when she heard this, but continued to cut her own flesh, and she herself knew that she was still far from Bian Rui's skills.

It's just that Yan Lan and the others feel that Bian Rui is too demanding in this matter.

Bian Rui saw everyone's expressions, so he decided to show his small hand and let these people who had never seen the world see how well the real meat should be cut.

Thinking of this, Rui looked around and found that there was still a knife in the knife shelf, but this knife was a bone chopping knife, so he copied it up and looked at the blade, and found that the blade was sharpened quite well, and the steel edge of the knife was also good, so he picked up the knife sharpener next to him and sharpened it again.

After grinding for more than two minutes in a row, Bian Rui felt that the knife had reached the sharpness he needed, so he picked up the basket he had brought, took out the meat inside, cut out a palm-wide strip of meat from it, put it on the water and rinsed it, washed off the floating dust on the meat, put it on the cutting board and began to cut the meat slices.

Silently, as Bian Rui's hands flew back and forth, thin slices of fresh meat were cut off, and every time he cut a slice, Bian Rui's knife would be crooked, waiting for a piece of fresh meat to be cut, and a meat flower happened to unfold in the white plate, one by one, one by one, one by one, the bright red meat through the white porcelain plate, which looked particularly eye-catching. And all the meat is almost the same size and thickness, and the whole meat seems to be spread out on a white porcelain plate.

Not only Bian Rui's mother-in-law was stunned, but even Yan Lan was a little dumbfounded at the moment, she had never seen Bian Rui cut meat like this. Not to mention Mo Sheng's mother and Aunt Wu.

Now these people have cooked, such as Bian Rui's mother-in-law and Aunt Wu, I don't know how many times they have cooked and cut meat, where have I ever seen someone who can cut fresh meat slices and unfrozen meat like this.

At this moment, one word popped into both of their minds: oil seller.

When Jing Lu saw Bian Rui's knife technique, he didn't know whether to sigh or flatter, so he sighed before opening his mouth: "Alas, I don't know when I will have your master's skill!"

Bian Rui replied: "I used to be too loose with you, but after the New Year, you now increase your training volume by 50 percent, and the amount of diced radish you cut every day has changed from five millimeters to three millimeters...... I practiced while I worked, about five or six years."

Seeing Jing Lu's knife skills, Bian Rui remembered that his ancestor had abused him before, and he hated the old man to death before, but now that he looked back, he found that there was no old man where he was now.

Looking at the past from the perspective of the present, it will be found that some people are strict with you because they really love you, and indulge you is actually not really good for you. I also learned a deeper reason from it.

Think about it, if Bian Rui doesn't have any skills, and he is lazy to do it, I'm afraid that after getting the space, it won't be long before he has to think of something to do with the money, so it won't be long before he will go to the evil path, once he walks on the evil path, then it is difficult to say whether this space can be kept and passed on to the next Bian family.

So the ancestor wants to toss Bian Rui, so he is tossed down, then Bian Rui's toughness must be full, as long as his thoughts are not crooked, then he may not be able to do anything earth-shattering, but there is still more than enough to keep it. For people from afar who see it like this, it is best to be able to keep it, after all, there is such a thing as space, as long as you are not lazy, you will definitely have no worries about food and clothing for a lifetime.

"What kind of madness are you doing, now Jinglu's practice is scary enough, and other professional chef academies don't have such a strong amount of practice" Yan Lan was a little overwhelmed.

Bian Rui smiled when he heard this: "Yo, our Ms. Yan also went to chef school?"

Yan Lan blushed when she heard this: "I haven't been there, but I also know that it is definitely not as demanding as yours here."

"If the requirements are not high, let her mess around, as the old saying goes, if you want to be noble in front of people, you must suffer later, then how do you think my knife skills came about, my master used to take a small bamboo strip and pull it out in the back. Let me put it this way, in the cold winter of counting nine, as long as I make a mistake, the master will let me pick up my calves and pump them according to my calves, and I have been pumping for seven or eight years in a row, so I have this skill" Bian Rui said with a sigh.

"You want seven or eight years, Jinglu can do five or six years, doesn't that mean Jinglu is more talented than you?" Yan Lan said with a smile.

Except for Yan Lanhao, everyone else here is not good at asking this, including Bian Rui's mother-in-law.

Bian Rui said: "It is five or six years to be a teacher, it really reaches my level, she has to take ten years, and it is not good to be able to achieve it in ten years, there is no other way to do this thing, only practice, practice with a knife, everything else is empty talk, and the lotus flower on the mouth is also a fake word."

Jing Lu didn't say anything, and said with a sigh: "Tomorrow I will come according to Master's request!"

Bian Rui seemed to be a little hesitant when he heard Jing Lu speak, so he opened his mouth and asked, "What's the matter, if you have something to say?"

Jing Lu said: "I'm afraid that the pigs at home may not be able to eat so much, so why don't you kill a few fewer this year?"

Bian Rui couldn't help but be happy when he heard it.

"You don't have to worry about this, if you can't eat it, feed it more, there are still pigs in the world that can't eat to death," Bian Rui said with a laugh.

The crowd next to him also started laughing.

At this time, Bian Rui's father-in-law walked in: "Yo, so happy, is the meat cut, everyone is waiting for the feast."

Bian Rui's mother-in-law smiled when she heard this: "What's the hurry, it'll be fine soon, the pot is boiling?"

"Not yet!"

"The pot is not open, you are in a hurry, besides, if you are hungry, you can also choose to eat a little potato chips and put a cushion on the bottom or something," Aunt Wu also said with a smile at this time.

"Isn't there meat, how can you eat hot pot and eat vegetarian dishes first, you eat it tightly with meat first, and when the meat is almost eaten, use vegetarian dishes to relieve oil ......."

After staying with Bian Rui for a long time, Weng and his son-in-law have achieved a huge agreement in the direction of eating, the old man used to think that health preservation was to eat something vegetarian or something, but after mixing with Bian Rui, there is no taboo to eat anything, but the body is a little bit better than before, so the old man is now even more meatless.

After several physical examinations, the doctor said that it was good, and asked the old man in detail what he had eaten during this time. Hearing that his wife's body is constantly getting better, the old lady let the old man eat meat, otherwise a week is a poor half fist of lean shreds, put it in seven days and twenty-one meals, do you say that this meat is not the same as no meat?

Where is there such a happy person now, eating meat in a big bowl and drinking a lot of wine? Let's put it this way, after the old man came here, he didn't eat less meat, he didn't drink less, but this feeling is getting better day by day, the old man used to think that it would be good to live to eighty, but now the old man himself dares to say that ninety is guaranteed.

"You see you brought my dad, he used to be a vegetarian, but now the vegetarian dishes are almost gone! I said Dad, you can't be a picky eater, I will watch you today, eating more vegetarian dishes is good for your health" Yan Lan was a little overwhelmed.

Seeing that everyone was urging, Bian Rui collected his mind and cut the meat with all his heart, and soon one plate after another of the meat was stacked on the plate, and a total of seven or eight plates of meat were cut out of the three animals. Bian Rui withdrew his hand.

When all the dishes were put up, the big hot pot on the table had already boiled, and the hot pot used by Bian Rui's father-in-law was not like Bian Rui's house that burned carbon, he used an electric hot pot here, and the heat was high and fast, but in Bian Rui's opinion, there was less atmosphere, and it was not as stylish as the small carbon stove.

The taste is also a little worse for Bian Rui.

Bian Rui ate it, but others couldn't eat it, and in less than ten minutes after the banquet was opened, several plates of meat were all swept away, so Bian Rui had to get up and cut a few more plates of meat.

There are mainly four main people who eat meat, Mo Sheng's family ordered it, and the other one is Bian Rui's father-in-law.

"Oops. This meat is really fantastic!"

Mo Sheng's father has also seen the world, and he feels that the meat he ate before is not as sweet as he eats today, even if it is the meat that his son brought home, it is not as fragrant as it is at the moment, maybe his wife's craftsmanship is not in place.

"If you like it, eat it every day," Bian Rui said with a smile.

Who knows that Mo Sheng's Lao Tzu said: "Just eat something and taste it, once you eat good things every day, you lose your attractiveness, and you still have to control yourself, besides, my blood lipids and blood pressure are a little high."

"That's to pay attention to all of a sudden," Bian Rui said.

After eating the meal so ramblingly, Bian Rui drove his daughter-in-law and parents all the way back to the village, then put down his parents at the door, drove the car to the parking place and parked it, and then went back to his small courtyard with Yan Lan.

(End of chapter)