Chapter 473: Roadside Strings
Next to the training ground, the expression on Sun Kang's face suddenly froze, and a pair of eyes stared at the front of the pier where Wang Ming was, looking at the silver knife aperture that was originally the size of a grinding plate, but now at a speed visible to the naked eye, it was like being compressed by half and shrinking rapidly, just a breath or two of time, and the knife light that permeated Wang Ming's body had shrunk to the size of only a basin. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
At the same time, the sound of the moment, which was cramped to the extreme, struck the hearts of almost most people like a heavy hammer, and as the last knife fell, the diffuse knife light dissipated, revealing the vegetable mound in front of Wang Ming.
"What speed is this? It's terrible speed. The two Guo Shaohua brothers, who were closest to Wang Ming, looked at each other, and they both saw a hint of shock in each other's eyes, they were the closest, and they had always been able to see the trajectory of Wang Ming's knife, but in the last few seconds just now, even at such a close distance, there was not even the slightest trace of Wang Ming's trajectory of the knife.
"At this speed just now..."Ma Zhuan had a look of disbelief on his face, and the corners of his mouth murmured, and his gaze withdrew from Wang Ming and fell on Sun Kang beside him.
"The speed at which he just last exploded... It should be obvious that I have surpassed you. Ma Zhu whispered again, and as his voice fell, Sun Kang gradually came back to his senses, and the expression on his face was still a little stiff.
"This can't be, how is this possible?" Sun Kang muttered softly, full of disbelief for everything that had just happened, he had mastered the Condensation Knife for a long time, and he also mastered some of the key points in place, in his eyes, the chef of the entire Jiaodong lineage, who can give full play to the Condensation Knife to the best state, except for the old man, only he can show it perfectly, as for the genius Liu Sandao, who is known as a once-in-a-century encounter, even if the talent is strong, the contact time is short, and he is still not his opponent, at least, it is not good now.
It can be said that in Sun Kang's eyes, the Condensing Knife is the best knife method for cooking, and it is also the fastest and fastest knife technique that can show the knife skills, and with the Condensing Knife Technique, he has also attracted much attention and cultivation in the headquarters of the Cooking Association, but what he didn't expect was that Wang Ming in front of him had completely crushed himself in speed just now, which was completely seen by his eyesight.
He definitely didn't use a three-way knife technique. Sun Kang gradually came back to his senses, and looked at Wang Ming in the training ground with doubts, as a disciple of the Jiaodong lineage, he also had a discussion with the disciples of the Confucian lineage, and therefore, he also had some impressions of the three-way knife technique, Wang Ming did not have some shadows of the three-way knife method at the beginning, and then the state, because of the distance, he did not care too much about observation, but in the end, the exquisite knife technique was displayed, with Sun Kang's understanding of the three-way knife method, It's definitely not going to be that powerful.
"With such a delicate sword technique, why didn't he use it before? It should be extremely demanding for its own degree of coordination, and it can only be used for a short time, yes, it must be like this. Sun Kang's face gradually returned to normal, and his heart was secretly said again, and then, after taking a long breath, his eyes swept over Liu Hui, who had also completed the matching, and got up and walked over.
Wang Ming's face was full of excitement, the palm holding the kitchen knife trembled slightly, the moment it just connected, or because the frequency of the wrist shaking was too fast, Wang Ming had some illusions at that moment, the kitchen knife in his hand was in a trance, as if it was about to come out of his hand, but fortunately he had been gritting his teeth and persevering, at this moment the palm holding the kitchen knife was constantly trembling slightly, and the joints of the five fingers were slightly stiff, but his face was filled with irrepressible joy.
"It really worked." Wang Ming took a deep breath, and the milky white jade plate on his chest diffused a warm and cool feeling, suppressing all the distracting thoughts that rose in his heart because of excitement, and the kitchen knife in his hand was slowly put down by him.
Gently moved his somewhat sore arm, looking at the large number of shredded radishes and other raw materials that had been cut out in front of him, Wang Ming grinned, and when he turned sideways, he looked at Liu Sandao and Ji Jie, who had also completed the cutting, nodded and walked out of the training ground.
As the three of them walked out of the training ground one after another, the rest of the people also retracted their gazes, fell on the raw materials in front of them, the kitchen knife in their hands shook rapidly, and began to continue to cut the raw materials.
The sound of chopping vegetables kept coming from the training ground, Wang Ming and Ji Jie stood aside and waited for their respective roommates, while the rest of the older seniors, including Ma Pole, also looked over.
For the knife skills that Wang Ming just showed, even these seniors who had already joined the headquarters of the Cooking Association had infinite amazement in their hearts, and the eyes of Ma Pole swept over Sun Kang and Liu Sandao, who were talking softly not far away, and sighed lightly in their hearts.
"It seems that among the eight major cuisines, only Lu cuisine is still the mainstream of tradition, and just two of the branches are beyond the reach of this knife technique." Ma Zhu muttered softly, the admiration for Sun Kang's knife technique all the time was directly transferred to Wang Ming, and he could imagine that what happened in the training ground today would spread directly within the scope of the culinary headquarters at an irresistible speed.
Time passed gradually, and after waiting for nearly ten minutes, the two Guo Shaohua brothers also completed their tasks, walked out of the training ground, and greeted Wang Ming with a smile.
"It's finally over, if it doesn't take much effort in normal times, it's a tiring day to catch up, and at this time, it's too sour to cut so many shredded radishes, and to say it from the heart." Guo Shaohua said with a wry smile, moving his wrists and arms, which were a little sore.
"That's it, I'm tired, it looks like I'm going to get up early tomorrow and eat breakfast first, today it's too sudden, I ate lunch a day, and I'm hungry again." Guo Shaofeng also spoke, reaching out and touching his somewhat empty stomach.
"Okay, what's the complaint, didn't Mencius say that the heavens will descend on the people, and they must first suffer their minds, strain their muscles and bones, starve their bodies and skin, and empty their bodies, where are you going?" Guo Shaohua pursed his lips and said to his younger brother, and as his voice fell, Guo Shaofeng's face turned bitter, while Wang Ming shook his head with a smile.
"There are exactly two hours left, do you want to go out and get something to eat?" Wang Ming's gaze swept over the two of them and spoke, while Guo Shaofeng nodded directly, as for Guo Shaohua on the side, he touched his stomach in a deep groan.
"Okay, but this time I'll invite you, don't rush to check out." Guo Shaohua opened his mouth to speak, while Wang Ming nodded with a smile, turned around and shouted Ji Jie, and the four of them slowly walked in the direction of the gate of the headquarters of the Cooking Association.
After experiencing yesterday's incident, Feng Wei and the others obviously restrained a lot, and the three of them wandered around looking for the food they liked to eat, and because of the limited time, they finally chose the more economical skewers.
This kind of skewers is similar to hot pot, both spicy and thick soup are eaten as the bottom pot shabu-shabu, but the small iron pot of stainless steel is chosen, and the stove with honeycomb coal is heated underneath.
The cost is low, and the price is undoubtedly much cheaper, in addition to beef and mutton and other meat ingredients, the main shabu-shabu dishes are skewered with bamboo skewers, and the meat is a string of five cents, and the vegetarian dishes are five cents a string, which is really good quality and low price.
In the shed built of simple colored striped cloth, the stove is roaring and burning, expelling the cold of winter, the hollowed-out table in front of Wang Ming and several people is placed on a variety of selected raw material skewers, a honeycomb coal stove converted from an iron bucket is rising, in the stainless steel pot above, the red oil is bright and spicy soup is tumbling, and there are all kinds of small skewers on the three-inch-long skewers, anchovy mushrooms, oil and wheat vegetables, quail eggs, tofu skin and other small skewers, which were caught by Wang Ming and put them into the stainless steel soup pot in different categories. Only the dense skewers are left exposed.
"I miss it so much, when I was an apprentice, there was one at the door of our old store, it was cheaper at that time, five cents for meat, three cents for vegetarian, Shaofeng and I didn't go to eat." Guo Shaohua looked at the soup boiling in the pot, and the rich spicy and fragrant flavor spread out, which made his face have a look of memory, and he said with a smile.
"Yes, you can't eat this taste when you go to a hot pot restaurant, although it's mainly spicy, but it seems to be more special, at that time, we often went to eat, and the two of us only had a dozen yuan to satisfy our hunger." Guo Shaofeng also opened his mouth to agree, and as for Ji Jie on the side, he was silent and looked at the three of them with a quiet smile on his face.
There is red wine bought from outside on the table, and among all the alcoholic drinks, a small amount of red wine is the most nourishing, while Wang Ming rarely drinks other types of alcoholic drinks.
"Okay, it should be almost, we'll go back after eating, come on." Wang Ming said with a smile, looking at the skewers that were already boiling in the pot, he reached out and took out a string of quail eggs, the snow-white quail eggs were smooth and delicate in appearance, hanging a little spicy soup, exuding heat, Wang Ming gently bit down, feeling the mellow fragrance with the spicy taste, with gentle chewing, the egg white of the quail egg was penetrated by the teeth, smooth and elastic, and the part of the egg yolk was dry and fragrant, which made Wang Ming mouthful.
After a day of high-intensity training, several people were already a little hungry, enjoying the delicious food of this roadside stall, with happy smiles on their faces.
"That's right... I heard from the girl in the dormitory that there might be important people coming to the headquarters in a few days. (To be continued.) )