The old man couldn't help but be surprised when he saw that Yao Jun was full of anger when he spoke, and his expression was not sluggish.

You must know that Yao Jun drank more than a dozen bowls of Baihua brew in a row, which is already very incredible, but when he got up the next day, he didn't look like he had a hangover, and he was very full of energy, which was incredible.

But......

The old man glanced at Wang Bo beside him, his spirit was also very full, he had drunk this hundred flowers, and he was full of stamina, after he was drunk, when he woke up, he had a complete headache.

If it weren't for the fact that Wang Bo was an old subordinate who had followed him for decades and was loyal, and someone else told him, he wouldn't have believed that a person could really drink a dozen bowls of potpourri brew.

"It's good to sleep well, I'm afraid that when you come to our house for the first time, you will recognize the bed and sleep unaccustomedly. The old man stroked his palm and smiled, and then said: "Yesterday you commented on the dishes, I want to see your craftsmanship today, I wonder if the old man has this honor?"

"It's my honor to be able to cook for you. Yao Jun smiled faintly, "I just don't know what my grandfather wants to eat?

"Good, good, a good boy. The old man Tao pointed to the washed ingredients next to the vegetable washing table, and said with a smile, "I have prepared the ingredients for you, my grandfather is old, and he can't eat too greasy and heavy things, you can prepare some light ones for me." ”

Yao Jun listened, and looked towards the vegetable washing table, there were a lot of ingredients there, including chicken, duck and fish, tofu, potatoes, taro, radish, and several kinds of green vegetables.

Even if he cooks fast enough, it will take several hours to make so many dishes, and Old Man Tao and others can watch it in general, which means that he wants to teach him, so he only needs to make one or two dishes.

Thinking about what to cook, his eyes were not idle, and he glanced around, only to see that among the many ingredients that were popular, one side of the tofu was particularly obvious.

This tofu is very white, as white as snow, and also very smooth, as smooth as silk, which is the legendary "spring white snow".

Yao Jun's mind moved, and he made up his mind in an instant, he looked at the wall about a meter away in front of him, there were a few kitchen knives hanging, and these few were just right for cooking tofu.

"Grandpa, I'm going to be ugly!" Yao Jun said, his feet moved, walked to the wall, stretched out his hand, and a kitchen knife was shaken by him.

Once he entered the state, Yao Jun's speed was very fast, his skills in the eyes of ordinary people, can be said to be a celestial, he didn't feel it himself, everyone only felt a flower in front of them, and saw that the kitchen knife had arrived in his hand, and he couldn't figure out what he was going to do, only to see him suddenly pick up the "spring white snow" soaked in ice water and throw it on the board.

"No!" Old Man Tao was surprised when he saw Yao Jun's speed so fast, and he thought that he would actually take the "Yangchun White Snow" with his bare hands in the blink of an eye, and his movements were extremely rude, and his face changed in an instant.

You must know that this "spring and white snow" is not ordinary tofu, this kind of tofu is very smooth and tender, and it will be crushed with a light touch, from the tofu is made to the kitchen of the manor, which one is not careful, even yesterday the old man peach was cooking this "spring and white snow" is also a twelve-point spirit.

Although the taste of this chopped tofu is not much different from that of uncrushed, for a chef, "Yangchun Baixue" is a treasure in their eyes, and if such a treasure is broken, even if the dish is made, it is worthless.

The food pays attention to the so-called "color and fragrance" Samadhi, if the "spring and white snow" is broken, then the "color" is gone.

But before Old Man Tao's words fell, he froze, and then opened his mouth wide and couldn't say anything.

Just now, Yao Jun picked it up with his bare hands and didn't say anything, and he threw it, but the "Yangchun White Snow" shook slightly like a pudding, and then nothing happened.

It's not broken, it's still so complete, it's incredible, not only the old man, but also Wang Bo standing beside him, as well as Xiao Tao and Tao Fanghua behind him, are also stunned.

Yao Jun introduced this ingredient at the dinner yesterday, so they all know the crispy crumbness of this tofu, but what is this scene in front of them?

Could it be that what they are seeing is a fake "spring and white snow"?

Controlling the tofu not to break, for Yao Jun, is not a simple matter, he accurately controlled the internal force, without the slightest deviation, only to finally do this, he can feel that if just a little bit of strength, the piece of tofu will be broken whole.

Yao Jun quietly wiped a drop of sweat from his forehead where everyone couldn't see it, this tofu was really too tender, he almost broke it just now.

After a moment of silence, Yao Jun's eyes froze, and he danced the kitchen knife in his hand, only to see the knife light flying, and a thin line appeared in the middle of the tofu on the board, which was neatly divided into two halves.

You must know that he is now holding a thick-backed kitchen knife in his hand, and to do this, it will take at least ten years for an ordinary chef, and he must be extremely talented to be able to do it.

Yao Jun didn't expect that it was just a simple dish, but it seemed to become a test of what he had learned.

From holding the knife to cutting the tofu in half, this series of actions was done too quickly, and everyone didn't have time to react, and the air in the kitchen seemed to condense at this moment, and for a long time, everyone reacted.

"This, this, miraculous!" The old man's eyes widened in surprise, the old man loves cooking, since he joined the army as a teenager, he can be said to have been a chef for more than fifty years, he really can't do this.

"I, I, I'm not mistaken. Tao Fanghua rubbed her eyes, her cute little mouth opened slightly, and her pretty face was full of disbelief.

"Good knife technique!" Wang Bo clapped his hands and praised loudly, he didn't know how to cook, but he could faintly see a kind of martial arts artistic conception from the knife technique that Yao Jun had just used, and he turned around with various martial arts in his mind, and then blurted out, "Yiquan!"

Yao Jun glanced back at Wang Bo with some surprise, but he didn't expect Wang Bo's eyesight to be so powerful, and he could actually see his martial arts path at a glance.

Among all of them, Xiao Tao may be the most calm, there is no shock on her face, only a strong love and pride, who can enjoy everyone's applause and shock, but her brother Yao Jun is her fiancé.

Yao Jun's eyes turned around on everyone's faces, then he glanced at Xiao Tao, smiled slightly, then took a deep breath, aimed at the tofu on the board, and brandished the kitchen knife again.

The knife in Yao Jun's hand was very fast, so fast that everyone could only see a silver snake twisting and writhing, and the flickering silver light only dazzled everyone and made them dizzy.

No matter what kind of martial arts it is, as long as it is not misguided and practiced to the extreme, it is extremely beautiful, even if it is a magic skill that harms people's lives, otherwise, there will be no red and pink skeleton.

The two girls were okay, and Old Man Peach and Wang Bo were fascinated by it.