Chapter 92: Do You Think It's Unfair?
Faced with such a hard beef, Liu Yidao subconsciously shook his right hand. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
"What, Mr. Liu, don't take advantage of the knife?" Wang Yuan shouted, "Tingfang, go and bring our Zwilling kitchen knife imported from Germany, and ask Master Liu to try the knife!" ”
"Not necessarily!" Liu Yidao snorted coldly, picked up the index finger of his left hand, and turned the long knife in the palm of his hand, and gently pressed it on the beef.
"These two pieces are the same weight and size of beef brain, the size is exactly the same, and the way to compete today is to see who can cut the beef to the thinnest." Wang Yuan briefly said the rules of the game, which are very simple, the thinner the better.
"Whoever cuts the most slices in the end is the winner."
Liu Yidao's face was gloomy, a pair of slender eyes stared at this boxy cow brain, and the hand holding the knife trembled a little.
Looking at Wang Yuan again, what he held in his hand was a sky-blue knife, the knife was a bit strange, and when he waved it, the blade seemed to have snowflakes condensed.
Wang Yuan looked at his uncertain appearance of raising a knife, and secretly snickered in his heart, play with me, I can play until you doubt life!
That piece of meat was frozen in a freezer at minus 38 degrees for a day and night, and then soaked in liquid nitrogen at minus 196 degrees for ten minutes, the hardness was comparable to that of iron.
Although it is the height of summer, it will take more than ten hours for this piece of meat to be completely thawed, as for the ruler-long knife in Liu Yidao's hand?
You are old and provincial, the total weight of less than half a pound of small blades, can be cut?
Liu Yidao's face was red and white for a while, he knew that this was a bureau deliberately set up by Wang Yuan for him, but he couldn't say anything, because people had already explained it in the invitation letter, and he could only blame that Wang Zhengyuan, who signed without understanding it, and made Lao Tzu not shallow.
"Three"
"Two"
"One!"
"Game on!"
couldn't help but think about it, Zhao Tingfang pinched the stopwatch and started the game.
Wang Yuan held the Qingfeng kitchen knife in his hand, feeling the feeling of the cold through the bones in the palm of his hand, since he had eaten the Yijin Washing Pill, his five senses seemed to be much sharper, his eyes could detect the slightest subtleties, his ears could hear subtle sounds, and his nose could smell the changes in the five flavors......
Although he has used this kitchen knife to make many delicious dishes, Wang Yuan feels that it seems that he has never been like today, from the inside out, from the shallow to the deep, completely aware of every subtlety of this knife.
Wang Yuan picked up the knife with one finger and turned it slowly, feeling the balance of the knife itself, and as the blade gradually tilted, he seemed to be able to feel the subtle structure inside the knife.
Seeing the slight knowledge, this knife has been completely grasped by Wang Yuan since then.
He started moving.
The incomparable blade lightly touched the beef, and the sound of a string of ice chips breaking could be heard, and in Liu Yidao's surprised gaze, like a hot knife cutting butter, a piece of beef was cut off in this way!
The beef is paper-thin and almost transparent.
Zhao Tingfang held the vernier caliper and measured it, and reported the data loudly, "0.3 mm thick!" ”
Wang Yuan raised his head and smiled coldly.
Just as he was about to make a second cut, Liu Yidao suddenly shouted to stop, no, the game shouldn't be like this!
"You think it's unfair?" Wang Yuan put the knife in his hand, sneered, and asked.
"No, I, I ......" Liu Yidao's hand held the handle of the knife, and the blade seemed to be on the beef, in fact, he was secretly accumulating strength, trying to see how much strength it would take to cut a perfect piece.
But the result disappointed him, with the knife in his hand, if he wants to cut off the beef, he must inevitably use his right hand.
And his right hand, as long as he picks up the knife, will keep shaking.
With trembling hands, how can you cut the perfect beef slice?
He wiped his sweat and exhaled lightly, as if he had laid down a thousand pounds of burden, and the knife spun in the palm of his hand and retracted into his sleeve.
"I lost."
Before the knife came out, he abandoned his weapon and admitted defeat.
In this small shop, Liu Yidao broke his own record, challenged hundreds of big and small, and never lost the record.
And it is a record of admitting defeat without a knife.
This is not just a shame for him, it is simply a stain on his life.
Wang Yuan wiped his sweat, this result was what he wanted to see the most.
"Since we admit defeat, let's fulfill the contract!" Wang Yuan glanced at Zhao Tingfang, Tingfang handed him the equity transfer contract that had been prepared long ago, and Liu Yidao hurriedly pushed it away like a poisonous snake.
"I lost, but it's just me who lost, and it has nothing to do with Cuiyun Tower!" Liu Yidao took a step back, suddenly grabbed the knife on the table, and slashed down his right arm!
Wang Yuan's hand was quick, picked up the water cup and smashed it on the back of his left hand, the knife was knocked off, Liu Yidao leaned against the wall, covered his face with his hands, and cried.
Wang Yuan couldn't see this kind of scene the most, and frowned and waved his hand, "Let's go, the rest of the accounts, Wang Zhengyuan and I will settle it!" ”
Liu Yidao turned around and walked out of Yunxuan Pavilion, he couldn't make out the direction in the deep night, but he never appeared in DF City again.
Mu Changxin, who was at the door, saw the whole process of the game without dropping, and in order to let Wang Yuan play with peace of mind, she froze outside for half an hour.
"It's so cold!" When Liu Yidao was defeated and admitted defeat, Mu Changxin pushed the door in, put his hands to his mouth and sighed, "Just defeated?" ”
"Yes, Sister Mu, it's very unexpected!"
Mu Changxin winked at Wang Yuan and smiled evilly.
It's all the way she gave.
"Thank you, Changxin, if it weren't for you......" If there was a one-on-one duel with Liu Yidao, Wang Yuan might not win so easily, once he lost, this small shop would probably have to be handed over to Wang Zhengyuan's bastard.
"And how are you going to thank me?" Mu Changxin touched Zhao Tingfang's straight and smooth long hair, grabbed the wooden comb and braided her braids, and asked.
"Or I'll make a promise!" After Wang Yuan finished speaking, he laughed, the corners of Mu Changxin's mouth twitched, and his face turned red.
"Sister Mu beat him!" Zhao Tingfang is not a big deal to watch the excitement.
After defeating Liu Yidao, the restaurants in the entire DF City breathed a sigh of relief, and they were no longer afraid of the scary black post flying from the window.
Fortunately, there is Yunxuan Pavilion.
Since this war, Yunxuan Pavilion has become famous, and there are many people who come to eat in the restaurant every day, and the restaurant of 60 square meters is crowded with wind and rain.
Many new customers are invited to join the table, often occupying the table, causing many diners to eat standing up.
In the end, Wang Yuan had no choice, and added a rule on the wall: those who hold a red VIP card have priority in using seats.
There was a lot of buzz in the shop, and it wasn't until a few days later that the crowd of diners settled down and everything returned to normal.
"Boss, I have something to ask you for." At ten o'clock in the morning, when the diners gradually dispersed, the glasses boy who stayed in the corner, who barely spoke, took out his membership card and put it on the table.
"What's wrong?" Wang Yuan wiped his hands and asked.
"I saw the host of that TV station, Shen Lingyan." Through the lenses, Wang Yuan could feel the eager gaze from the glasses.
"I like her, I want to chase her." The glasses boy fumbled around and pulled out a thick wad of bills from his pocket, "Please put us together at a table in the future and create a chance for us both." ”
Wang Yuan pushed the money back.
The eyeglasses boy's eyes are red.
Wang Yuan smiled.
"Don't worry, I'll arrange it." Wang Yuan was also happy in his heart, this Shen Lingyan always looked at him strangely, and it was okay if the glasses boy wanted to chase her, which saved a lot of trouble.
The two were talking about private matters, and Lao Chen came in, and surprisingly, the old man did not have a crutch.
"What's going on? How so? The old man was holding a few test sheets in his hand, puzzled.