Coughing lightly, Feng Qingge hurriedly threw these thoughts out of her mind, what was she thinking, Mu Cangyun should not have appeared in her mind in the first place.

His cheeks flushed, Wiener frowned, and couldn't help but stomp his feet and said: "Xiping, what nonsense are you talking about, how can the dignified God of War be inferior to the warriors of our Sang Kingdom, I have seen his strength, it is incomparable to other warriors, I ......"

"What, you've slept with him!" Shan Xiping's face became even more ugly, and she pushed away the Wiener in front of her, and roared angrily: "Forget me being nosy, marry whoever you want!" It's just that don't forget, my family, your brother, all died at the hands of the men of Yunguo! Look at it, just this shit you split, I can split it when I'm three years old! ”

"Miss Shan." Putting down the axe in his hand, Feng Qingge raised his eyebrows and looked at the woman in front of him, his face was slightly cold, and he said in a low voice: "Please respect yourself." Do you know the consequences of a chef's provocation? ”

"Of course I know, what if I'm not as good at cooking as you now, you're now under my management, can't I come to find your fault!" Shan Xiping said angrily, this sentence came out of her mouth, it was such a righteous word.

"As a chef, you should also find fault in your cooking skills. Could it be that Miss Shan, you are going to challenge me on chopping wood? Pinching his fingers, Feng Qingge laughed coldly.

Shan Xiping's face sank, and when she saw Wiener on the side, and then thought of the god of war Mu Cangyun who appeared, she only felt an anger rushing to her head. What day is it today, and why are so many people angry with her!

"Okay, what's wrong with me challenging you on chopping wood, don't think I don't know your knife skills, only your knife skills are the worst during the assessment, and only you can chop out such firewood!" Picking up the firewood of varying thicknesses, Shanxiping discarded it at the feet of Feng Qingge.

The corners of his mouth hooked upward, and he raised his head slightly to look at Shanxiping, who was a head taller than him, and Feng Qingge couldn't help grinning: "Yes, is Miss Shan planning to fight with me?" There is a chef's duel between chefs, does Miss Shan want to fight big or small? ”

"What's big and what's small?" Wiener didn't know what was going on between the cooks, but she thought that Feng Qingge's words were too much, and if she did, she would definitely shake the whip and whip him without leaving a piece of armor.

Feng Qingge spread his hands helplessly, and laughed softly: "If you fight small, you won't hurt your peace, and those who lose just admit their mistakes." Fight big, cut off the hand and quit the culinary world, etc., what do you want to bet on, Miss Shan? ”

At the weird smile on the corner of Shangfeng Qingge's mouth, Shan Xiping couldn't help but tremble, that demonic smile made her timid, how could she ...... Holding back the uneasiness in her heart, Shan Xiping said coldly: "Then bet big!" You and I both know that in two months it will be the time for the culinary duel, and if the loser picks the tesuji and quits the culinary world! ”

"Okay, but I don't have much time, how about a game?" With an indifferent smile, Feng Qingge laughed coldly.

Such a girl who doesn't know the height of the sky, she let Shanxiping know what the gap is!

Picking Tesuji, wouldn't it be impossible for even a star master to do it? couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, Wiener looked at the two people in front of him, this bet is indeed a bit big.

Look for death!

Shan Xiping sneered, her eyes closed slightly, and she sneered: "Okay, but the topic is up to me, I want to see what qualifications you have to compare with me!" ”

With one hand, the kitchen knife on her waist fell into her hand, Shan Xiping's right hand waved, and the cold light in the air flashed away, her black eyes stared at the wind and sing, her red lips opened slightly, and she said coldly: "We compete in knife skills, in the time of a stick of incense, whoever can carve the most words on this wood will win!" ”

"Xiping, you ......" Wei Na couldn't help but be stunned, but she shook her head secretly, knife skills are what Shanxi Ping is good at, and her goal is to go towards the highest level of knife skills, rice grain essence, and she has practiced carving on fruits since she was a child, which is incomparable to others.

She came up with her own unique skills, and she was naturally very sure. That kid on the other side is dead!

As if hearing the most ridiculous joke, Feng Qingge couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth and carved words on the wood, and it was a shame that this woman could come up with it, but unfortunately, she was wrong......

Choosing a kitchen knife at random, Feng Qingge stood in front of the table, looking at the two pieces of wood in front of her, she just raised her head slightly, and confirmed again: "Are you sure, compare knife skills?" ”

"Ha, if you're scared, get out of here!" Looking at the wind and singing proudly, Shan Xiping held the kitchen knife, and the moment the cigarette on the incense burner was lit, the kitchen knife in her hand brought up a cold light and went towards the wood on the table.

"Brush, brush!" Wherever the blade passed, sawdust flew, slender wrists flicked in the air, and the wood on the table was immediately peeled off. Shan Xiping's technique is very fast, the kitchen knife in his hand is in and out, and the big character has been carved on the wood, but it is a mountain character.

It's not bad to be able to use this knife technique at such an age.

Feng Qingge nodded secretly, holding the kitchen knife in his hand, the pair of eyes stared coldly at the lines on the wood, but it was like cutting winter melon, the whole kitchen knife was chopped on the wood, and the round wood was divided into two, which was cut in half by Feng Qingge.

"Heh, it's the first time I've seen someone engrave like this." Smiling sarcastically, Wiener looked at Feng Qingge's movements with disdain, and it was obvious that victory or loss was in sight.

"Of course, this is the first time you've seen it, and it's the last time." The kitchen knife in her hand flipped over and landed on Feng Qingge's left hand, she slowly closed her eyes, and said lightly: "I'll still carve with my left hand, lest you say that I bullied you." ”

"Poof!" Shan Xiping almost didn't hold back and squirted out directly, cutting wood is so laborious Feng Qingge, actually said to carve with his left hand? Go to his uncle's, don't look at it, she has carved the tenth character now, even other chefs, at most they can carve this word in a stick of incense.

The wind moves, the hands rise.

The elegant movement unfolded, the ordinary kitchen knife seemed to come alive in her hand, gently skimming over the wood, and then, the unforgettable scene suddenly appeared, dozens of phantoms unfolded one after another, and at that point on the wood, the wood on the table immediately spun away, spinning on the back of her knife.

Every time she rotated, the kitchen knife in her hand would go in and out slightly, and the clear handwriting quickly emerged.

"This is ......" Lin Yue, who had just stepped into the courtyard, changed his face greatly, his pupils suddenly constricted, and his heart seemed to be smashed by something, and he couldn't help biting his tongue to keep himself awake.

Before one piece of wood had finished spinning, Feng Qingge had already rotated the other piece of wood, and the tip of the knife moved with the trend, and the half of the wood was still spinning. The moment the cigarette went out, the blade of her knife left the wood, and the two swirling logs left a trail on the table.

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