Chapter 104: Let's Cut a Hundred Big Radishes [Ask for Recommendation Votes]
Ouyang Xiaoyi and Yang Chen followed behind Bu Fang step by step, looking curiously at the hot appearance at the entrance of the alley, and the crowd that surrounded Ouyang Xiaoyi was quite excited. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
The boss of this Fengxian Building is not ordinary, this battle actually attracted so many people to come, is this going to be done by the whole emperor?
Qian Bao stood at the mouth of the alley with a smile, looking at the lively pedestrians on the surrounding floors one by one, and was very happy in his heart, so many people, once the news that the chef of Fengxian Lou won the black-hearted shop owner spread, the reputation of Fengxian Lou will be even more popular in the imperial capital, and there will be more and more people who come to eat in Fengxian Lou at that time.
"Ouch, Boss Bu, you're finally here, you see, so many people are paying attention to this knife competition, Boss Bu don't let go of the water." Qian Bao said with a smile on his face and said to Bu Fang in his coat.
Bu Fang glanced at him, and the expression in his eyes was meaningful, what is the idea of this Qian Bao, Bu Fang knows very well, doesn't he just want to step on himself to make Fengxian Tower famous?
This idea is actually fine, because the recent fame of the small shop is very popular in the imperial capital, and if Fengxian Lou can win the competition, Fengxian Lou's fame will go to the next level.
However, this is the case that Qian Bao is sure that Master Zhao's knife work can eat the fixed step.
Bufang nodded, and walked over to one of the tables, on which were placed a lot of fresh ingredients, and the goose feather snow fell from the sky, wrapped in these ingredients.
Master Zhao on the side saw the step, and demonstratively hooked out a wide-headed kitchen knife, the shiny kitchen knife kept rotating in his hand, and the blade reflected the brilliance.
The whistling sound brought by the rotation of the kitchen knife suddenly became very obvious in the alley, and the people who were originally a little noisy around couldn't help but quiet down, holding their breath to watch the knife competition between the two.
"Step boss, I have been practicing knife work for more than ten years, and there will definitely be no water release today, and I will go all out to compete with you. Master Zhao said, and then slapped the table, and a small round potato on the table was shocked and flew into the air.
Master Zhao's eyes sharpened, and the kitchen knife he was holding cut out in an instant, and the kitchen knife kept rotating in the air, and the sound of cutting ingredients was constantly heard.
With a tear, Master Zhao's kitchen knife cut out horizontally, and finally stopped in front of him steadily, and the very flat shredded potatoes were stacked on the back of the kitchen knife.
This hand is very gorgeous, at least the pedestrians around are shocked by this method, and they all applaud.
Master Zhao put the shredded potatoes on the plate, with a confident smile on the corner of his mouth, and looked at Bufang provocatively.
The step was expressionless, and he was not shocked by Master Zhao's volley of cutting potatoes in the slightest.
Ouyang Xiaoyi stood beside Bu Fang and snorted unconvinced by Master Zhao's provocative gaze.
"Say, what's the comparison, I'm going back to sleep when it's over. Bufang said lightly, his voice as flat as water.
But Bu Fang's bland words fell on the ears of others, that is, the lack of confidence, and suddenly many people looked at Bu Fang's eyes full of fun and banter, and there were even boos.
Qian Bao watched this scene very happily, the harder he could step on the boss at this step, the better his reputation would be.
"Let's compete with the knife work, compared to the three, fast, accurate, ruthless, the so-called fast, is the speed of cutting ingredients, this step boss should be very clear, accurate, that is, when cutting ingredients, and accuracy, ruthless, that is, unplaning, unplaning meat ingredients, today we are better than these three. After Master Zhao chopped the kitchen knife on the cutting board, he said solemnly to Bu Fang.
Bufang nodded, without the slightest surprise, compared to the knife work can only compare these.
"Let's get started. Bu Fang said.
"Very good, let's start with the first item, here are a hundred large radish, how about we calculate the time it will take to cut these 100 large radishes to determine the winner?" said Master Zhao.
Cutting turnips again...... Bu Fang glanced at the white radishes piled up on the table, the corners of his mouth tugged, and he hummed softly.
"The boss of that step is optimistic! Let's start first!" Chef Zhao heard that Bufang agreed, and his fighting spirit suddenly soared, and the chef's robe on his body was hunting under the momentum.
With a hook of his hand, Master Zhao took another kitchen knife, and actually picked up two kitchen knives at the same time to cut the radish.
His kitchen knife first lightly grasped a radish and placed it on the cutting board, and then the two knives chopped down quickly, the speed was fast, the rhythm was clear, and the da-da-da-da...... In less than a breath, a white radish was neatly cut into pieces, and just after cutting a radish, Master Zhao had already begun to prepare the second one.
Chef Zhao is worthy of being a chef who has practiced knife work for more than ten years, and his understanding and mastery of knife work has reached a realm that is difficult for many chefs to match.
One hundred radishes, in less than a cup of tea, were all accurately cut into pieces by Master Zhao.
When the last radish was cut, Master Zhao chopped on the board at the same time with both knives, took a step back and exhaled a long breath, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
There were bursts of exclamations and cheers around him in an instant, which greatly satisfied Master Zhao's vanity, and he believed that this knife work would definitely not be comparable to each other.
"Boss Bu, it's your turn!" Master Zhao said aggressively.
Bufang glanced at him, shook his head imperceptibly, and sighed softly.
"Since you are looking for death, then fulfill you, the system requires you to be a man, and you don't have to come up with some means...... I can't say anything. Bu Fang muttered, and then did not use the golden dragon bone kitchen knife, but took an ordinary kitchen knife.
Playing a not-so-gorgeous knife flower, Bu Fang flicked lightly on the blade, and then nodded.
"Then the timer begins!" Qian Bao said with a smile on the side, his face was full of confidence, Master Zhao could almost be said to have played a long time today, and his performance was very powerful.
"Well, let's get started. Bu Fang said lightly, and then stretched out his hand, the true qi surged to the palm of his hand, and slammed it on the table, he controlled the true qi did not destroy the table, but the radishes on the table were shocked and suspended in the sky.
Airplanes......
Bu Fang's eyes were as sharp as the eyes of an eagle falcon in an instant, and the momentum of the whole person changed in an instant.
A hundred radishes were suspended in the air, and then the kitchen knife in Bufang's hand began to rotate automatically, and the rotation speed made people feel a little chill in their hearts, and the kitchen knife seemed to have turned into a brilliance, cutting down in an instant.
Poof!
Everyone was dumbfounded, and then looked at the scene in front of them with disbelief on their faces, in their field of vision, everything around them seemed to disappear, only a hundred suspended turnips, and a stream of light that exploded from the darkness, and the streamers were like meteors that pierced the night sky, and slashed through these turnips.
When the darkness receded, everyone's vision was restored, and then they found that the hundred radishes suspended in the air had burst apart, each of which was cut into cube-sized diced radish, which was even smaller and more delicate than Master Zhao's......
Whoa!
As if it was raining diced radish, Bufang held a basket with one hand, and the diced radishes that fell entered the basket one after another, and when the last diced radish also fell on it, after rolling down quietly, Bu Fang completed the first competition.
Spend time...... Four breaths, that's still counting the time it takes for diced radish to fall into the basket.
In the alley, a moment of quiet pins could be heard, and everyone was looking at Bufang sluggishly, and the confident smile on Master Zhao's face had already solidified, as funny as a clown.
Looking at Bu Fang's indifferent face, Master Zhao felt as if there were 10,000 roast suckling pigs rushing by...... Nima: You're a knife worker, you're absolutely hanging, aren't you?!