Chapter Ninety-Three: The Mystery of the Cold Shadow Knife

The red-faced Rakshasa's eyes instantly widened to the limit, as if he couldn't believe what he was hearing. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Report to the captain, the amount of this man's income should be real, and there is no sign of forgery in his number cards!" the two soldiers came to a conclusion after carefully studying the numbers on their chests.

"Then how do you have so much money!" the red-faced Rakshasa voice sounded.

"It's nothing, my cooking is very delicious, everyone is willing to spend money to support the party, why don't you try it too?" Chang Zhaowen spread his hands, and there was a teasing smile on his face.

"What about deceiving ghosts, you can make so much money just by cooking, even the gold-lettered signboard of the first gluttonous tower can't do it......" The red-faced Rakshasa said halfway, and suddenly remembered that he was indeed a ghost, and the words were held back stiffly.

"Of course, ordinary food can't be sold at a high price, but I'm different!" Chang Zhaowen said as he went to his small shop where the door was rotten, "I sell medicinal food!"

He understands medicine and diet, but he really doesn't know the combination of the word medicinal diet. Is this taking medicine as a meal? Is anyone really willing to buy it?

"Oh, medicinal food is a combination of medicinal herbs and ingredients to make food, delicious and nourishing! It is the so-called medicine and food have the same origin, medicine and food have the same root!" A white-bearded human old man who was watching couldn't help but touch his beard and shook his head and said, these ghosts really don't know anything about food.

Among the Three Realms, the only one who pays the most attention to "eating" is probably human beings. For the gods and demons, eating itself is just to maintain the function of the body, and the taste is not important, take the red-faced rakshasa as an example, he only eats one meal in three or four days, and he only eats some raw meat.

The Rakshasas themselves have potions, but they can't eat potions made by their potionsmen. They are more like alchemists who discovered gunpowder, and most of the potions they make are used as attack supports, such as throwing a magic fog bomb during a battle to choke an opponent half to death.

Chang Zhaowen cleaned up the shop a little, cleaned a cutting board, put away the piece of wild boar that he had never been willing to use, and took out the Cold Shadow Knife. Raising the knife, he felt his heart skip a violent beat, he seemed to merge with the knife as a whole, and the white blade was also shrouded in a thin layer of blue knife qi. The knife fell, a burst of blue light flashed, Chang Zhaowen looked at the cutting board and almost laughed, 50,000 yuan is really worth it! As soon as this Cold Shadow Knife came out, a piece of meat became four small pieces, and the number doubled.

There was a strong throbbing in his heart, and he slashed at one of the four small pieces of meat, very good, this small piece of meat has also doubled in size, it seems that the more you cut it, the more you cut it, and you can cut a large pot of diced meat with a small piece of meat.

When the knife was raised for the third time, the strong electrification of the knife in his hand disappeared in an instant, and when the knife went down, nothing happened, and the meat was smoothly divided into two, but the number did not increase.

Isn't it? Could it be that the magical function of this knife is only temporary, and now it has become an ordinary knife? Chang Zhaowen cut a few more pieces of meat one after another, and it is still the same.

The knife he bought back with a lot of money turned out to be a one-time one, Chang Zhaowen frowned, and he was a little anxious in his heart, and now his original plan was all disrupted. But the dish still had to be cooked, so he left a piece of meat to be cut into several even squares, put it on a plate, and carefully packed the rest of the meat into the ice box. The Cold Shadow Knife's ability to multiply ingredients is gone, and it seems that he still can't escape the fate of being careful and calculating.

sighed, put a washed tomato on the cutting board, held the knife in his right hand, and with a "bump" of electricity, an electric current surged towards him from the handle of the knife......

What the hell is going on? Convulsions? Intermittent seizures? No matter what, Chang Zhaowen cut the tomato twice in a row, and there is another tomato piece? The number of tomato pieces has doubled......

Chang Zhaowen hurriedly took a piece of freshly cut square meat from the plate again, and divided it into two rectangles of the same size evenly with a knife.

"Damn, this knife is too emotionally unstable, isn't it?

It seems that the special effect will be activated only by the feeling of an incoming call and the blue light, but how can this feeling be stimulated? Does it require him to recite some mantra in his heart, or should his hands take a specific pose?

Chang Zhaowen was holding a knife, and he didn't have a clue in his heart.

"Hey, didn't you say that you have the ability to make money, and now you are trying to stall for time?" the red-faced Rakshasa's voice was impatient.

Nick on the side took the opportunity to hug the thigh of the red-faced Rakshasa, "Don't listen to this kid's fools, if he really has the ability to make valuable medicinal food, why would he come to Xuanse City? Or Miscellaneous Shop 44? If he is really a powerful character, the organizer will definitely leave him a good place in the Gluttonous Tower!"

Chang Zhaowen over there was still weighing the Cold Shadow Knife, and when the blade was far away against a cucumber, there was a sudden shock in his hand, and the feeling of a call was there again!

I see! Chang Zhaowen grabbed the cucumber and divided it into four, he understood, the mystery of the use of this Cold Shadow Knife! I remember that the half-demon boy Kongkong once said that the key to the value of the knife created by the dog demon is to look at the size of the knife. The bigger the sword qi, the stronger the aggression of the knife, although the Cold Shadow Knife is not a murderous knife, its blue sword qi is still its soul.

The multiplication function of the Cold Shadow Knife is not infinitely usable, and the multiplication function is only activated when the person and the knife resonate and give birth to a blue knife qi. After trial and error, it seems that for anything, only the first two knives can stimulate the knife qi.

In other words, a serving of ingredients can increase by up to four times, which is quite far from the infinite increase he originally envisioned, but Chang Zhaowen is already very satisfied.

He carefully took out a piece of the Rotten Blood Poison Toad Skin, which had been processed before, and the ten pieces of Rotten Blood Poison Toad Skins that he had bought from the centaur, he had already rinsed them all before, and there were still five pieces left after making the Toad Magic Ointment. The crystal clear skin of the toad stretched out on the cutting board, and the plump skin trembled slightly, and I am afraid that no one could associate it with the stinking rotten blood toad.

Okay, it's officially begun! Chang Zhaowen clenched the hilt of the knife, and the blue knife qi surged on the blade.