Chapter 32 Knife Skill Competition

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Wang Yuan glanced at him with disdain, took out a saliva kitchen knife, and first lightly slashed on the grapes, the saliva ink was extremely sharp, and instantly cut the skin of the grapes, revealing the dark red flesh inside.

Wang Yuan picked up the grape skin with the tip of the knife, and pushed it forward little by little, and the grape skin was pushed away little by little under the cutting of the blade, and finally the whole piece was taken down, leaving a dark red complete pulp.

Wang Yuan did the same, picked three grapes in one go, and then turned his head to look at the beard, he was holding a kitchen knife, and he was so anxious that he was turning all over the ground.

"The knife is not good!" Seeing Wang Yuan's fast moves, the bearded man turned red, "Change the knife!" ”

"Okay, whatever you want!" Wang Yuan threw the saliva kitchen knife to him, and this guy caught it, but he was taken by the heavy blade of the knife, and almost didn't cut it on his trachea, and he committed suicide by cutting his throat on the spot.

"Why is your knife so heavy?" It took a lot of effort for the bearded man to hold the saliva kitchen knife steadily, and he couldn't help but ask.

"Less nonsense!" Wang Yuan picked up the ordinary kitchen knife he used just now, grabbed another grape, broke it open, and slowly peeled off the purple skin.

The bearded man watched Wang Yuan sword quickly, it was almost to the point of being superb, and he was sure that he would definitely lose if he was so compared, so he simply ......

"I said brother, there must be a rule for the game, you thing is purely fooling, otherwise, let's cut our thighs, how about it?"

"How?" Wang Yuan stopped the knife in his hand and asked with a sneer. This smile doesn't matter, it scared this kid back, why do you still want to fight, Lao Tzu gentleman doesn't move!

"Let's play some high-end ones, ...... like this" Beard stretched out his hand and took out two potatoes from behind his back, "Put the potatoes on the thighs and cut them, if anyone can cut the potatoes thin and evenly, and not hurt the legs, even if they win!" ”

"No problem!" Wang Yuan said with a smile, I thought I was going to play so profoundly, isn't this a trivial problem!

"Wait!" Seeing that Wang Yuan agreed so simply, the bearded man immediately repented, this kid agreed so happily, there must be fraud, I still have to talk to him.

"After the potato slices are cut, they must be connected together, and they can't be broken, and if you break a trace, you will lose!" The bearded man thought about it and added, Wang Yuan didn't think about it, and immediately agreed, you have the final say.

The bearded man sneered, grabbed the knife in Wang Yuan's hand, and returned the saliva ink to him, what kind of broken knife is dead, like a piece of pig iron, not a guy for human use at all.

I don't believe in such a heavy knife, I cut my thigh if I can't keep it, and when the time comes, you kid will have to stop me, and then I'm not honest with you!

He had forgotten how he had just been slapped twice on the shoulder and embarrassed with two big mouths.

Wang Yuan held the potato in his left hand, held the saliva knife in his right hand, brushed a few times to clean the potato skin, exposed the yellow tissue, stepped on the steps with one foot, held down the potato, the saliva blade slowly cut down, and the sharp blade tore the tissue of the potato, and slice a thin piece.

Looking at the beard again, the knife in the palm of his hand was also good, and he beat the potato skin clean in a few strokes, and also pulled up the trouser leg, revealing the hairy thigh, and pressed the potato on the thigh, which made him bared his teeth.

He held the kitchen knife in his hand, down everything, his eyes glanced in the direction of Wang Yuan, it didn't matter this time, the knife in his hand was so biased along his body, the knife slid on the smooth potato, the sharp blade made close contact with the thigh muscles, and blood came out when he landed.

"Grass!" The beard snorted in pain, and hurriedly went to cover the wound, maybe this time the cut was too deep, touching the big blood vessels, and the blood puffed out, and soon the whole pants were soaked.

Wang Yuan turned his head and saw that this brother had put some blood on himself with the first knife, was this a sign of his determination to win?

Courage is commendable.

"Come on!" Wang Yuan waved his fist at him, so angry that his beard jumped like thunder, as soon as he moved, the thigh was in sharp pain, he put down his thigh, and saw that Wang Yuan's knife was like the wind, and he had already cut half of the potato thin and evenly, so he panicked, picked up the other leg, put the potato on the leg, and cut it up with pain.

In the blink of an eye, Wang Yuan had already cut the potato, he picked up the potato, and looked at the traces of the cut like a book.

Wang Yuan whistled, looked at the fat man who landed on one leg and grinned in pain, smiled coldly, turned the potatoes over, put them on his lap and cut them again.

This time he turned the potatoes over and cut them from the back.

In this way, the knife work is very much considered.

Wang Yuan is really a master of art and bold.

He was very steady, more than a dozen catties of saliva ink in his hand as light as nothing, only the sound of the knife was heard in his ears, but when he saw that the potatoes were cut from it, he saw that he was about to be cut through, and suddenly the blade stopped, and he stopped the knife.

With the last cut, Wang Yuan let out a long breath and sneered at his beard, "How about brother, you haven't done it yet?" ”

"Don't pretend to be forced, I'm almost done!" The beard was careless, and the blade slashed through his thigh, but thanks to his extra care, he hurriedly threw the knife to the ground, otherwise this leg would be wasted.

"Don't get excited, calm down, calm down!" Wang Yuan walked over and patted him on the shoulder, "Take it easy, I won't hit you." ”

"Rely on ......" Seeing Wang Yuan holding a boxy potato in his hand, he couldn't help laughing, "Do you think it's enough to cut the potatoes into square pieces?" How did you become a cook, and you didn't go out with your brains? I'm talking about slices, slices understand or not! ”

The bearded man simply stood up straight, shook the sliced potatoes in his hand at Wang Yuan, flipped them with his hands like turning a book, and made a beeping sound, "See, this is called a knife worker, what are you!" ”

"Really?" Wang Yuan shrugged his shoulders, handed his hand to the beard, and with the other hand, he picked up the corner of the potato pieces, twisted his fingers, and the sliced potatoes were turned over one by one, making a gurgling sound.

The beard was hot to see, cutting potato slices had always been his specialty, and he felt that few people could beat him in this regard, but when he saw Wang Yuan's potato slices, his eyes turned green.

That's potato chips, as thin as A4 paper, almost transparent!

This kind of knife work, he has only heard of it, and he has not seen it with his own eyes, but today, it can be regarded as an eye-opener!

"Do you think that's the end of it?" Seeing his stunned expression, Wang Yuan snorted from his nose, lifted one corner of the potato pieces, and immediately among the boxy potato chips, countless shredded potatoes as thin as a hair appeared, sticky and stretched into a diamond shape!

"This, this is ...... The reverse side is also cut? "The beard is not good at talking.