Knife of Kindness!

There is no doubt that in terms of sword skills, Xia Yu also has to admit that it is difficult for him to catch up with the old man, and there is still a lot to learn.

And it extends from the knife skill......

Xia Yu looked down at the two bowls of chicken soup on the table, the calm noodle soup, reflecting his slightly surprised face.

"There is a gap in knife skills, and then there is a gap in the processing of chicken chopping. ”

"Is the gap in the soup just in the quality of the chicken?"

There was an unspeakable suffocation.

Bang!

With his hands propped up on the table, Xia Yu lowered his head and let out an incomprehensible laugh: "...... This is the 'pull of the whole body' of cooking!"

"It's just knife skills!"

Bite.

Without him calling, the system has automatically identified the two servings of chicken consommé on the table.

1. 85% completeness.

2,100% completion of works!

The value that was directly filled made Xia Yu's eyebrows jump.

"Got it?"

The old man took off his apron, put the knife back in the knife holder, and the kitchen counter was cleaned by the way, spotless, and then turned around and pointed to Xia Yu's steam pot chicken soup, "Do you still think that your cooking must be qualified?"

In the word "qualified", the old man is very heavy.

Eyes are sharp.

Xia Qing looked at his grandson with a scrutinizing gaze.

"This is qualified, not the other. Xia Yu smiled again, "I probably know what it means, but, then again, old man, you are really strict!"

He complained silently in his heart.

Damn.

In the past, 60% completion in the system was passed, and the standard line of the system has not changed until now.

But in the old man's case, the standard line may suddenly be raised to 90%.

A score of 90 is excellent, and you may be "qualified".

Moreover, 90% completion is the most basic condition for cooking to shine.

"Old man, do you want to tell me that?" Xia Yu asked.

Xia Qing listened to his grandson's answer, and finally showed a smile in his eyes, and his cold face softened.

"The tail behind your ass finally didn't reach the sky. ”

He first praised Xia Yu's mentality, after all, under the praise of too many young talents in the whole circle, it was easy to become inflated and not want to forge ahead, and then stood still and was defeated, followed by a three-hundred-and-sixty-degree spiral explosion.

What's more, when faced with the exclamations of the "Demon King" all over the world, this inflated mentality may be intensified, but Xia Qing did not see this swelling in his grandson.

At least the grandson still knows how to think and reflect on the shortcomings.

Thinking of this, the hidden worries that Xia Qing did not show in his heart dissipated a lot.

"Your achievements in heat and seasoning are already superior to your peers, and you may also be high in the Lin-level pyramid, but your sword skills ......" Xia Qing shook his head at this moment, "I'm afraid it's been stagnant for a long time, right?"

"Yes, my attainments in knife skills are far inferior to the two basic skills of heat and seasoning. ”

Xia Yu generously admitted.

There is nothing to hide, being able to achieve perfection in the two basic skills, even if there is a system to assist, but entering the realm so quickly is inseparable from Xia Yu's painstaking practice.

In the past, he always focused on exercising fire and practicing spice skills, but on the other hand, after he created the special recipe of "Peacock Dance", he fell into a long period of stagnation.

In other words, Xia Yu's sword skills, in terms of realm, are still at the super stage!

Therefore, sword skills are a weakness for Xia Yu, who has now broken through the Lin Realm.

Today, the old man showed no mercy and tore open this gap in him.

And.

It's been a long time since I've made a glow dish, right?

As soon as he thought of this, a cold sweat broke out on Xia Yu's back.

Probably, he has learned the balance of the three basic skills, yes, it is "balance", which may be the sharp arrow that points directly at the glow of the cooking.

"Old man, they are all chopping chickens, and we are all using mulberry knives, exactly the same knives, how to cut out the chicken, and open up the gap in quality?"

Xia Yu lowered his posture and asked.

In front of his own old man, there is nothing to be embarrassed about.

If you don't understand, you have to ask.

"Come here—"

The old man said coolly, so, the grandfather and grandson were on the first day of the Lunar New Year, and there were visitors to the time of the New Year's greetings, crowded in front of the kitchen counter, one was to teach the grandson, the other was to study, and they were very serious.

Lan Fengxian was ignored by his grandson and grandson.

"It's a ......"

He couldn't cry or laugh, with his identity at this time, go to any mansion to pay New Year's greetings, and the welcome scene must be grand.

However, Lan Fengxian was not annoyed at all, listening to the trivial voices from the grandfather and grandson, he thought it was quite interesting.

Zhu Qing and Lan Chuhan also entered the kitchen.

The air was full of the aroma of chicken soup, and as soon as he entered the room, Zhu Qing's eyes were firmly sucked by the two servings of chicken soup on the table.

To be honest, Zhu Qing's sleep quality last night was very poor, or he didn't sleep at all, tossing and turning in bed, as for the cause of insomnia, it was not caused by Xia Yu's miss at the Chinese New Year's Eve reunion dinner.

Therefore, the vitality and energy of garlic contained in the soup, after taking a few breaths of the smell, Zhu Qing felt that the whole person was refreshed, and swept away the sleepiness of insomnia.

Hey!

couldn't help but approach the table, Zhu Qing stared at it a few times, then turned around, and found a bowl and spoon.

"It's just right, I didn't eat breakfast, I'm hungry!"

Using chicken soup for breakfast seems to be a bit too nutritious, and Zhu Qing is also quite worried that the soup is greasy, but with a spoon and a sip, she covered her mouth, and a trace of worry was thrown into Java, "Fresh!"

Zhu Qing didn't know that the bowl of soup she was drinking was boiled by the old man.

After drinking a whole bowl, her pretty face was shining, Zhu Qing turned to look at Xia Yu's steamer, and her willow eyebrows wrinkled into a ball, "Two of the same chicken consommé?"

At this time, Lan Fengxian interjected: "This is the work of your Xia Demon King. ”

He made a rare joke and shouted out the title of a summer demon king.

"Oh?"

"That's ......"

"That's Brother Xia's. ”

Zhu Qing immediately made up the missing plot fragments, and guessed that it was the grandfather and grandson who were competing on the same soup, and the result was needless to say, it must be that the grandfather had deeper skills.

It's just that Zhu Qing is curious about how big the gap between his grandson and his grandfather is.

Well, just eat it.

Zhu Qingpin made the second bowl of soup, Lan Fengxian and Lan Chuhan all looked at her intently.

The soup was imported, but Zhu Qing wrinkled his face, "Wow-"

As soon as she left the stool, she suddenly felt that the air in the kitchen was stuffy, like a big steamer, and fine hot sweat broke out on her forehead and cheeks, and then, her clothes were wet with sweat and greasy.

So Zhu Qing rushed out of the smoke and gasped in the courtyard outside, leaving Lan Fengxian and Lan Chuhan looking at each other.

After a while, Zhu Qing returned, and changed into a clean dress.

The grandfather and grandson are still discussing knife skills.

Seeing Zhu Qing coming back, Lan Fengxian, who had been curious for a long time, pointed to the two soups on the table, "Ah Shan and I also want to taste it, no problem, right?"

"Okay!"

Zhu Qing had cunning in his eyes and found them bowls and spoons.

Lan Fengxian followed Zhu Qing's example, tasted the old man's soup first, and praised: "What a refreshing painting style!"

Lan Chuhan's eyes also had a look of surprise.

Is it delicious?

Of course, this is true, but the delicacy is not enough to sum up the soup, and the tip of the tongue seems to have a phantom of a solid chicken, which constantly flapps its wings on the mouth, so that the energetic smell of cooking blows from the throat into the deepest part of the body, making the pores tremble.

Lan Fengxian and Lan Chuhan then tasted Xia Yu's soup.

Belch!

The two choked.

It's not that it's not delicious enough, but it's ......

Compared with Xia Qing's orthodox and refreshing painting style, Xia Yu's soup gives people a taste and food picture, which is too strange.

"Ah, I've decided!"

Suddenly, a voice came from the direction of the kitchen counter, "I'm going to boil another pot of chicken soup!"

"This is a ramen recipe!"

"I can't get stuck in the soup base! I'm going to make the whole ramen!"