Kazama Hui entered the working state and became unsmiling, with a cold face and slender fingers that seemed to have a metallic texture and were slightly reflective.

"I feel like it's boiling!" Kazama's breath soared in an instant, and the momentum was as strong as mountains and rivers, and the momentum was terrifying.

The crowd of onlookers, including those in the restaurant, couldn't help but be shocked when they saw this scene through the counter.

"It's not enough to have momentum but no ability. Dashang Zhushan was also shocked, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a ray of essence light shot out, which was fleeting.

Then, both of them started to get busy.

Teru Kazama and Zhuzen Ogami both chose to have an overnight meal.

Because overnight rice is an indispensable ingredient for fried rice in the eyes of professional chefs.

This makes sense and is also scientific, because overnight rice, its moisture is basically volatilized, which will cause the rice grains to harden.

Chefs, when stir-frying, it is naturally easier for the grains to spread out, rather than sticky and kneaded, so that the heat and seasoning are difficult to control.

For this reason, Teru Kazama's Golden Egg Fried Rice basically uses overnight rice.

Kazama didn't think about it, and casually pulled out a Chinese-style square kitchen knife from above the knife holder, and the blade of the blade flashed with a faint light.

In his memory, Lan Feihong, in fact, was different from ordinary chefs, and he didn't carry a commonly used kitchen knife with him, because he was proficient in all the 'eighteen martial arts', so he naturally wouldn't specialize in one type of cuisine, so he wouldn't just use a knife.

"Bang...... Boom...... Bang bang ......"

On the kitchen counter, a pleasant, rhythmic tapping sound is coming out.

Zhuzen began to cut the pineapple, first cutting the whole pineapple and opening it.

Only half of it was used, and the other half was set aside by him, using his mulberry knife, without peeling, directly on the surface of the pulp.

The knife is in the hand of Dashang Zhushan, and the speed is not fast.

One move and one style can be seen clearly by everyone.

Whoever looks at this scene seems to be able to feel that this famous food detective is worthy of his name.

His moves are full of ingenuity.

"Hiss......" Not far away, Megumi Tado, saw the most real, she gasped, she had been making a cutting board in her hometown in the countryside for many years. It was even used to be handled with more troublesome ingredients such as live snakes.

But.

With this seemingly simple technique alone, Tian Sohui didn't understand in his heart that even if he was a horse, he would never be able to catch up with the skills that this food detective had accumulated over the years.

Great blessings, a violent mouth.

The knife light in his hand flew up, and in no more than ten seconds, the whole surface of pineapple meat became a piece of small and neat meat under his knife, which was beautifully placed on a blue and white porcelain plate.

Then he turned his head to show off and smiled.

Kazama glanced at Ojo Zhuzen and saw that other dishes had already been processed in his hands. At this time, the knife in his hand was flying, and the ingredients were quickly cut into match-thick shreds......

Dashang Zhushan nodded secretly in his heart.

Kazama and the others' reactions were all caught in their eyes. Finding that their purpose of intimidating them has been achieved. A sneer erupted from his mouth.

However, his sneer soon froze.

Because, Kazama Teru also began to slash, and his knife skills are the same, this time there are no bells and whistles to engage in 'acrobatics'.

But.

Daijo Zhushan's pupils quickly shrank.

Because Kazama's lower knife seems to be equipped with a motor, the speed is getting faster and more terrifying, so fast that it can't be seen clearly, it seems to be a fan blade with a gear, and the brush brush can't be seen clearly at all.

"Ahh......h

Dashang Zhushan's eyebrows were also raised, looking at the Chinese knife in Kazama's hand flickering with cold light.

The spinach is being cut out at a rapid pace.

"Nani, is this still human, why is it so fast?" the editor next to the deputy editor-in-chief, who was also a gourmet, looked outside the restaurant and subconsciously muttered.

Ogami Zhuzen also said with a slight surprise: "I didn't expect that in this small Kazama restaurant, there is such a fierce person! I underestimate the other party! Damn!!"

A green vegetable, a dozen knives a second.

In the flickering light of the knife, the Qingjiang vegetable slices became long pieces of emerald green jade.

Kazama inherited Lan Feihong's gorgeous cuisine, and his style, which is gorgeous, began to quickly add various seasonings to the ingredients next to the vegetable mound.

Salt-flavored jars and starch bags suffered a typhoon almost instantaneously.

A chic smudge action!

Fundamentally, it is impossible to explain it in terms of the burst of potential.

He is a humanoid vegetable cutter, a blender, that speed, that efficiency.

More accurate than a machine.

Shortcut.

"Huh?"

"Hmm......"

"Hiss......"

"What the hell is this? It's getting faster, can it be a little faster?"

"This dish is magical, isn't it!!Is it magic?"

Every sentence of astonishment does not come from great blessings. On the other hand, at this time, the great blessing has long been stunned!

His face suddenly turned pale.

If you're not careful, you'll cut off your fingers, but for a chef, your hands are the ones who eat, and they're as important as your life.

Ojo Zhuzen, looking at Kazama's terrifying knife work, felt a sense of frustration looking up at the mountains.

"How's it going?" Giggles...... "At this time, Ash Yuan mourned the water in the restaurant, smiling like a spring breeze Buddha, and his bright eyes showed a strong sense of confidence.

The original worries are swept away, Kazama gives full play, and he will definitely not lose!

Reina Mizuno squinted at Kazama.

She didn't expect that Kazama Hui would have this kind of means, but it was just an accident, but she was even more convinced, "This man is not an idle person!!"

Dashang Zhushan's face is calm, and the wind comes in his heart and goes in the waves.

How did this young man practice, did he practice this knife work since he was in his mother's womb? Why did he be dozens of years old and didn't have this ability!!

A wisp of confusion flashed on Dashang Zhushan's face, and then a hideous look leaked out of his eyes.

But—

When a few minutes passed, and the sound of the kitchen knife responding on the vegetable pier stopped, the pressure of Ogami Zhuzen was also swept away, and he looked up to wipe the sweat stains on his forehead, and looked at Kazama.

Kazama still had a grim face.

Dashang Zhushan looked at the board suspiciously, and the finely chopped greens on the board seemed to be the scene of the accident that had been abused by the pile driver and the roller. Suspicions abound.

What is he doing here?

There was a deep curiosity in the eyes of the great lord Zhu Shan.

Isn't it fried rice?

If the vegetables are so finely chopped, won't the whole rice be dyed green?

Ogami Zhuzen felt inexplicable. It is precisely because I have seen through this dish that I feel strange, this kind of fried rice, let alone whether it is delicious or not, can it be eaten?

With a puzzled face, all kinds of thoughts flashed through his mind, and then a smile appeared on his face.

It's a pity, it's a pity.

Knife work is good, but knife work is not everything. The point is, you're choosing the wrong dish.

Gourmet, what you eat is food in the final analysis, but the color and flavor are very important, and my fried rice will definitely be able to beat you in all aspects!

Deciding that Teru Kazama's vegan cuisine wouldn't be delicious, Origami became confident.

I have regained my passion for cooking.