"Brush!" The crisp sound of the knife resounded, and the entire Mochizuki Pavilion was filled with this echo. But seeing a lightly dressed Bu Jinyu standing on the edge of the stove, holding the handle of the knife with his right hand, pinching it lightly with his left hand, and shaking his hand, the ginger, onion and garlic came out dazzlingly. His right hand shook slightly, and the moment the blade slashed, it had already brought out countless cold rays.

The people around him hadn't reacted yet, and then looked at the plate next to him, the ginger, onion and garlic had already been cut into foam and placed neatly.

Feng Xiaoxiao nodded secretly, Bu Jinyu's knife skills are really good, the knife just now, in the eyes of ordinary people, is just a very casual knife, but pay a little attention, you can see that when his blade touches these ingredients, the moment he shakes slightly, he has already chopped them into minced pieces, the blade of the knife moves, and these ingredients are on the plate.

Bu Jinyu didn't have any stop, at the moment of cutting, his left hand waved out again, the white radish trembled in the air, his knife body came out against the radish, his right hand shook gently, and the radish that was about to fall immediately soared up, like acrobatics, dazzling.

"That's amazing! I remember that he seemed to be the chef of Cuiwei Pavilion at the beginning. ”

"No wonder, it turned out to be the chef, I also ate the food he made at the beginning, and it tasted good......"

"However, isn't Feng Xiaoxiao cooking today, how did you become this chef?"

The gorgeous knife skills attracted the people around to applaud again and again, but some other people felt that it was wrong, you said that it would be good if Feng Xiaoxiao took a hand, but she stood aside in a daze, not caring about anything at all, isn't this annoying?

Luo Ran couldn't look at it anymore, and said in a weird way: "I don't think much of this meal, in heaven and earth, where can you make it." Then turned his head to look at Murong Bo on the side, this guy had already stared at Feng Xiaoyin.

was so angry that he stomped his feet again and again, looked at Yuzhi beside him, and said with a smile: "My lord, what do you think?" ”

"Look with your eyes." Yu Zhi raised the wine glass next to him and drank it all, "Listen attentively." ”

In one go, without any detachment from the water, Bu Jinyu's hand speed is very fast, the radish spins in the air, but the time of a stick of incense, the prototype is displayed, it is actually a white lotus platform, he has been busy for so long, and he has carved three such things.

With a quick use of the knife, his right hand trembled a little, but he didn't stop, grabbed his right hand, and quickly wrapped it around it with a bandage, he took out the greens from the ring, retreated to the back, and began to wash the other ingredients.

The rice porridge in the casserole began to boil, Luo Xing looked at the fire, and at the same time set up firewood, preparing for Feng Xiaoxiao.

Feng Xiaoxiao, who was standing behind, just raised her head slightly and looked at Mu Cangyun who was in a wheelchair, but her empty gaze made people feel a little distressed, and she was completely out of focus.

How...... Her heart trembled slightly, Mu Cangyun felt that Feng Xiaoxiao was wrong, and subconsciously held down the wheelchair, what happened to this little girl, she would rather kneel in the city for a day and a night than bow her head, how could she suddenly become so quiet at this moment?

In the next moment, Feng Xiaoxiao's gaze condensed, but in those black eyes, there was no more Mu Cangyun's figure, her right hand was gently expanded, and the seven-star knife appeared on the stove.

The faint blue light suddenly appeared, her right hand flicked slightly, the bamboo shoots were placed on the plate in turn, the ice cubes temporarily calmed the vegetables on the side, took the bamboo shoots, the short blade trembled slightly in her hand, her right hand crossed the bamboo shoots, she whispered softly: "The cold cicada is poignant, the long pavilion is late, and the showers are at the beginning of the break." The capital tent has no clue, nostalgia, and Lan Zhou urges. Holding hands and looking at each other's teary eyes, they were speechless and choked. Thinking of going, thousands of miles of smoke waves, twilight is heavy and the sky is wide. ”

The ethereal voice echoed in the Moon Pavilion, but it was like a heavy hammer, slamming into everyone's chest. The white-clothed Feng Xiaoxiao stood in the breeze, under the bright moon, she tapped lightly, and the bamboo shoots in her hands were just turned into cuboids of the same length and size, and there was nothing special at all.

Her wrist was reversed, as if broken, and in the middle of the ring, the bull that rushed out galloped away, and she moved her hands in unison, grabbed the two seven-star knives beside her, and slashed forward.

The three knives passed by in the cold light, but her figure was ten meters away from the stove, and then looked at the galloping cow, still galloping, without the slightest idea of stopping. At this moment, the hearts of all the people around him were raised.

"Mou!" The galloping cow raised its head and shouted, but its legs trembled, and it fell violently at Feng Xiaoxiao's feet, the whole back shook, the firm skin slowly expanded, and the flesh inside was revealed, and there was not a drop of blood spilled.

Brush!

Bu Jinyu's face was even more ugly, such a knife skill was something he couldn't practice. Feng Xiaoxiao is only twenty years old now, how can he practice such sword skills!

After taking the beef essence meat, Feng Xiaoxiao did not have any stop, put down the seven-star knife in her hand, and with a slight wave of her right hand, the burning stick that seemed to be the size of an earring stud immediately became the length of a rolling pin, divided into two, her eyes closed slightly, held the burning stick in her hand, and slammed it down.

If the burning stick was still sober now, I am afraid that he would have scolded the dead wind Xiao Xiao a long time ago, and he dared to use it to beat the beef, and such a fat man often used the burning stick to grill and barbecue!

"Bang bang bang......" her hands kept beating on the meat, leaving only a piece of afterimage, she didn't care about the eyes of others at all, at the moment when the fine meat was completely beaten into foam, the ghost knife appeared, and that series of movements made everyone stunned.

"Hehe......" A shallow laugh came out, Feng Xiaoyin didn't know when he took the guzheng on the side, plucked the strings at will, and sang with a clear voice: "The cold cicada is poignant, the long pavilion is late, and the shower is ...... at the beginning."

It turned out to be the Yulin bell that Feng Xiaoxiao subconsciously said just now, she was just a temporary song, and the bleak music echoed, and in her singing, it seemed completely different.

The people sitting around also slowly closed their eyes, listened to Feng Xiao's song, looked at Feng Xiaoxiao in a trance, and continued to work on the stove.

"Affectionate parting since ancient times, and even more so can be snubbed by the Qingqiu Festival. Where do you wake up tonight? The willow bank, the wind and the waning moon. This past year should be a good day and a good time. Even though there are thousands of styles, who to talk to! As soon as the last carved dragon turned, Feng Xiaoxiao put down the ghost knife in his hand, and Feng Xiaoyin continued to sing.

Her hands were extremely fast, she took out the three-layer saucer and placed it, in the steam, extremely ethereal, covered the last lid, Feng Xiaoxiao wiped her fingers, looked at Feng Xiaoyin indifferently, and smiled, as if she was grateful.

Feng Xiaoyin also smiled, the last note fell, she took the wine on the side and drank it quietly.

"Majesty, please taste." Five words, pulling everyone back to reality, the tactful and sad singing voice makes people's hearts palpitate, coupled with Feng Xiaoyin's singing voice, all the people feel sour, not a taste.

This book was first published on Kanshu.com