The weak and boneless little hand suddenly opened, and the ten fingers suddenly exerted force, and the whole board trembled, and at the moment when she lifted the dough, she only heard a "poof", and the cutting board made of wood disintegrated and turned into ashes at that moment!

Bu Jinyu's face was even more difficult to see, how strong does it take to press his cutting board like this without star power?

If you are too brute force, you can't bite after steaming pasta, if you don't have enough strength, steamed pasta, you don't even have shape, chewiness and toughness. This hand can make him finish the board, if it is used as pasta, the made things will not be eaten at all!

It's just that he has long forgotten everything in front of him, and his slender fingers gently pull in the dough, looking like a female celebrity girl, pulling a needle and thread. It's just that the dough in her hand is split in two and neatly disintegrated into two.

"The Nine Hands of Purgatory." A deep voice came out of her mouth, like a cheetah hiding in the jungle. Ten fingers flew, the pair of small hands seemed to be broken, and fell on the dough suddenly, her strength was soft or rigid, the whole person's palm seemed to be broken, and slapped on the dough in a strange arc, and the spun dough danced with her strength.

"This is ......" Bu Jinyu's face became even more ugly.

Feng Xiaoxiao's palm with one hand was extremely strong, and she couldn't wait to beat this piece of dough to pieces, while the other hand was like stroking the child's mother, so kind and gentle, the dough turned in her hand, drawing a round arc.

Outsiders saw it, at most, they sighed, it was amazing. But for Bu Jinyu, it was as if he had discovered a new continent, his eyes widened, and he recorded all the movements of Feng Xiaoxiao. As a chef, all you want is the harmony of the two hands, the balance of the power of the two hands. But now Feng Xiaoxiao has completely broken this rule, if he wants to cook with rigidity and softness, which even the legendary chef can't do, now that he is here, how can he not be excited?

With a gentle pull of both hands, the dough in her hands seemed to be alive, turning around her. The round dough is in her hands, and her whole person is like a spinning top, holding the dough in front of her head with both hands, the steps under her feet are gently expanded, and the middle finger of the index finger is tapped on the dough, and the two-finger-long piece of dough automatically falls off.

"Shhh Can you cut noodles with your hands without using knives?

Bu Jinyu's eyes widened even more, and his whole heart was about to jump out. The thickness and width of the noodles are the same, and there is no deviation of half a minute.

The white-clothed Shengxue, turning in a circle in the mist, the shaved pieces of noodles are connected, surrounding her body, falling in circles, as if a cicada chrysalis, slowly wrapping herself, her circle is very slow, and the surrounding pieces of noodles do not touch the ground, forming a beautiful landscape.

"Chirp!" In the darkness, the little thing that was hidden writhed its little buttocks, both eyes were moist, and its little feet were clasped with rattans, looking at the person in front of him with teary eyes.

"Buzz!" When the dough in her hand was completely opened, the spinning figure paused, the two rolls of dough in her hand quickly closed together, she circled her hands, and subconsciously touched the seven-star knife on her waist. It's a pity that this hand went down, but it didn't touch his blade.

"Use mine!" With a right hand, a silvery-white light had already flown out.

Without any hesitation, Feng Xiaoxiao held the handle of the knife and let the pieces of dough in front of her fall, and between the knife in her hand, countless dough flew, but before it fell, it was picked by the tip of her knife and integrated into the two pieces of dough.

The cold light is shining, and the knife is sharpened like a shadow.

The white figure did not have a little temperature, and the indifferent blade cut through the dough, and she picked it with one hand, and the whole dough flew out.

"My Heavenly ......" Bu Jinyu's face changed drastically, and the flying piece of noodles actually transformed into a green dragon at this moment. Feng Xiaoxiao's knife speed is too fast, every time the knife falls, dozens of knives have been cut, the lifelike scales are flying, the dragon body and dragon tail have been carved, but there is no dragon head and dragon claws.

"Kanglong has regrets, what is the use of this dragon head and dragon claws. I didn't mean to hurt anyone, but I took his life, and it was all my fault. Looking at the unfinished work in the sky above, Feng Xiaoxiao just smiled sadly.

The standing soul trembled, she closed her eyes in despair, and out of the corner of her eye, a crystal tear slowly slipped down the corner of her eye.

"Chirp!" The green figure was like lightning, and it wanted to gallop out, but it jumped into the other grass and vine, looking at the tearful figure.

"That's it!" Smelling the fragrance, Bu Jinyu hurriedly opened the steamer, and the white and tender butterflies appeared on the plate one by one. For a moment, the butterflies were stained with brown liquid, and it seemed that they had lost their appetite at all.

If you put it in a cooking competition and see such a work destroyed, I don't know how many judges secretly feel distressed.

However, in just an instant, the butterfly that was originally contaminated with condiments trembled, and the liquid actually turned into colorful, which was compatible with the butterfly pastry made, and it looked like a real flower butterfly, wanting to spread its wings and fly high.

Looking at the wind on the opposite side, the falling pieces of noodles fell mercilessly into the abyss and were buried by the mist. Her desperate expression and tears in the corners of her eyes deeply stimulated the little guy hiding in the dark.

"Chirp!" I couldn't help it anymore, my fat body shot out like lightning, and the dark green figure headed towards the wind, and my poor eyes looked at the person opposite, extremely annoyed.

"It's coming!" The two of them, who had already observed the movements of the three-eyed phantom butterfly, would let go of this opportunity, and at the moment when the three-eyed phantom butterfly rushed out, a large net made of star power fell, and the sound of "brush" shrouded the rushing insects.

"Chirp, tweet......" kept struggling, the three-eyed phantom butterfly was under the star power net, looking at Mu Cangyun and the burning stick in horror, but it was looking at Feng Xiaoxiao, revealing a look of pleading.

The burning stick couldn't help frowning, stretched out his hand and pressed the meat worm in front of him, it looked like an ordinary green vegetable insect, and the third eye on his forehead was also closed, only a green line could be seen, and the three-eyed phantom butterfly that had not yet evolved dared to move his contract master?

"Little thing!" Strangled the three-eyed phantom butterfly, and the burning stick wanted to kill the little insect in his hand now.

"Chirp, tweet......" kept struggling, the three-eyed phantom butterfly stared at the burning stick, felt his majesty, and his small body curled up into a ball, and couldn't help but tremble.

His eyes couldn't help but light up, and the burning stick looked at Mu Cangyun with some doubts, and said in a low voice: "It said that there is a way to return the soul to its place." ”

"The three-eyed phantom butterfly is greedy and fun, and doesn't put human life in his eyes at all, how can it lightly make people's souls return to their places?" Mu Cangyun had a cold face, the cold light in his eyes shot into the eyes of the three-eyed phantom butterfly like a sharp blade, looking at its pleading eyes, he whispered, "Let it try." gave up the food and was influenced by the girl, this little thing also has demons. ”

"If you dare to play tricks again, I'll break your neck!" Gritting his teeth, the burning stick said coldly, just in case he didn't let go of the big net, tied this little thing with one end of his star power, and watched it rush forward.

The thunder and lightning of white light fell fiercely on its fleshy body, and the green body turned black in an instant, just as it had first come into contact with this strange human soul. It couldn't get closer, this strange force was holding it back, it couldn't devour this man's soul at all.

"Chirp, tweet...... Chirp tweet! A sharp voice erupted from its mouth, and orange star power surrounded its body, controlling its own consciousness and quickly unraveling the illusion it had created.

When the one in front of him returned to reality, he was no longer the appearance of Hongzhe, the person standing looked at the few people around him, and his last gaze fell on the pastry in front of him, licked his lips and said, "Pack me a ......"

“……”

It's not that Feng Xiaoxiao is greedy, Bu Jinyu's unique skills are definitely not something that ordinary people can eat. This is a pastry made of more than a dozen kinds of flour, the perfect carving shape makes people appetite, and the perfect dipping sauce melts in the mouth, and the deliciousness that the pastry should have is completely blended together.

It's as if this pasta should taste like this, and you can't taste it with added condiments at all. The original flavor of the food, even if it is added with condiments, only makes the food more delicious, such a taste is really great!

"Chirp!" The fat body is rolling in the pastry, although the three-eyed phantom butterfly is not big, but it is very edible, with a small mouth, and in less than a second, the whole pastry has fallen into its stomach, and the speed is simply unspeakable.

Looking at the little chubby dun who had just woken up, maybe it was the reason for the injury at Sunset Cliff, he was half smaller, and his eyes lit up when he saw the food, and he couldn't help but say that he was in it. It usually only eats meat, and it also kills half of the pastries.

It's a pity for Zheng Zixu, who is hungry, before the chopsticks go down, a table of pastries out of the cage is gone. What made him even more depressed was that no matter how he begged Bu Jinyu, the person he brought back didn't give him face, he just didn't want to do it!

Automatically dispel the illusion, the soul returns to its place, but Feng Xiaoxiao forgot what happened to her, and after eating a pastry, she wiped her mouth with satisfaction, in her impression, she just went down to get the seven-star knife, and then somehow, she fainted. After waking up, there was one more meat worm, and this delicacy, she was extremely satisfied.

"Little ruffian, when did you come? Listening to Mu Cangyun, you also brought Chef Bu by the way, and you ate a lot of good things along the way, right? Touching his stomach, Feng Xiaoxiao smiled, stretched out his thumb, and said with satisfaction: "Chef Bu, this hand of pastry work is very good, it's a pity to work for Cuiwei Pavilion." I'm being sent to Cen Cheng now, there is nothing to do business here, why don't we join forces and open a restaurant? ”

"Wind girl, your cooking skills are above me, just call me Jin Yu. Wind girl, you open a restaurant, I will definitely come to help! Bu Jinyu's heart trembled, you must know this sentence, which means that Feng Xiaoxiao can teach him cooking. Thinking of the Purgatory Nine-fold Hand, the small dough can be made so well, and the effect of applying this Purgatory Nine Hand to the meat is even more ...... He can't wait to follow Feng Xiaoxiao to the kitchen now to see how many unique skills she has.

Zheng Zixu on the side looked at Feng Xiaoxiao pitifully, and said angrily: "Fat sister, you didn't expect me, I'm so sad." You don't look at it, the current Cen City is exactly the same as the empty city, there is a sword mountain behind it, and it is not populated. Ahead is the Sangguo prairie, relying on such a small number of people in Cen City, what kind of economy do you want to develop? ”

"And the most important thing is that the Cen Cheng Mountains are exhausted, the grassland is full of cattle and sheep, and the yield of crops is close to zero, if you want to open a restaurant, where will the ingredients come from? Do you think the people in Sword City will give you the ingredients? Or are you going to go a hundred miles to buy groceries in Mulberry? Shrugged his shoulders helplessly, the terrain here had already been seen when he came, a ruined city, with little hope for development, and it completely needed the help of external resources.

It's good that it doesn't become a burden here, but if you want to develop, it's a complete fool's dream.

Have you ever seen the development of the frontier into a capital, let alone the capital, even if it is an ordinary town, it is impossible!

The perennial war has already determined the development trend here, unless the Sang Kingdom and the Yun Kingdom never go to war again, this place can still develop.

The corners of his mouth rose upward, Feng Xiaoxiao raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Why don't we make a bet and see if I can develop my hotel?" ”

"Sum ......" bet again? Zheng Zixu only felt a chill all over his body, and goosebumps rose all over the body, every time he made a bet with Feng Xiaoxiao, he only had to lose, and now he is still here, obviously jumping into the trap!

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Zheng Zixu hurriedly pulled out the long picture scroll from behind him, and said differently: "I have good news for you here, come and see, this is a cooking competition held in Sang Guo three months later." ”

Tearing off another notice on the scroll, Zheng Zixu frowned and said: "This is the news that my caravan brought back when it passed through Sang Kingdom, on May 5, there will be a cooking competition." Anyone who wins the first place in cooking will be rewarded! ”

"Oh?" Glancing at the notice above, Feng Xiaoxiao was a little speechless, this is just that the emperor wants to eat well, the taste in the palace does not meet his, and the chef is recruited outside, and the first place has the qualification to enter the palace. For those ordinary chefs, this is an opportunity for promotion and raise, but for Feng Xiaoxiao, there is no need to participate in such a competition, it is just a waste of her time.

However, Zheng Zixu shook his hand and said with a wicked smile: "If you don't go, then it's a big mistake." The reward that Sang Guo took out this time is something that many chefs dream of. Even some of the rising star chefs at the Imperial Academy will participate. Eyes wide open to look at the reward for the first place! ”

Quickly raise the scroll, and the scroll unfolds.

The pupils suddenly constricted, and the chopsticks in Feng Xiaoxiao's hand suddenly snapped. Even Zhao Feng's gaze couldn't help but fall on Feng Xiaoxiao's waist.

The third seven-star knife is perfectly presented on the paper, although it is only a few strokes, but the appearance of the handle and the blade, how can she forget it? And the blade of this knife is concave, like an unfinished knife, and at the tip of the blade, the back of the knife is bent, more like the blade of the knife to pick things. The body of the knife is blood-red, and there is a flame printed on the body of the knife, and the skeleton at the end is even more soul-stirring.

The characteristics of the Seven Star Blade were also written on it, and it was named Thunderbolt Blade. It can unleash lightning and devour those who wield the sword. The first place winner will receive this device. Weapon forging level, unknown.

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