Chapter Seventy-Three: Thin as a Cicada's Wings Can Transmit Light!

At this time, the potato slices cut out by Li Jie have been very neatly placed on the counter, and everyone on the chef's side carefully spread the sliced potato slices on the counter.

This knife work, which cuts the potato slices into a bรณ film and transmits light, amazed everyone present! Look at the happy counter, the ten unchanged potatoes, who loses and who wins, it is clear at a glance!

A team of five cooks and waiters carefully inspected the potato slices, each one intact and undamaged, and announced the number of potato slices.

"Master Li Jie's number of potato slices is 1,185 slices!"

"Wow!" The whole hall was in an uproar! One thousand one hundred and eighty-five tablets! What is this concept? The length of each of those potatoes is about ten centimeters, and according to this algorithm, the hรฒu degree of each potato slice cut by Li Jie is less than one millimeter! A chef's knife work can be terrifying!

"Wu Dong, when do you have to wait, should you announce the winner or loser of this game?" Wang Yunjie on the side showed a smug look, completely missing the shocked look on his face before, just now, he was still shocked by the terrifying knife skills of Happy!

"Ha Lu Ha! It scared me, I thought he was a kitchen god! I didn't expect it to be a trick! โ€

"But the knife is really good! At this level, you can definitely go to the TV station to perform! โ€

There was a burst of mockery in the chef's camp, and in their opinion, there was no doubt that Li Jie would win this game!

"Declare the winner! Don't grind! โ€

"yes, yes! Hurry up and announce it, hurry up and enter the next yang! Everyone urged, and even the people in the hall were a little impatient.

Wu Xiaosong sighed, came to the middle of the two counters, and looked at him helplessly: "I announce that the winner of the first game is ......"

"Wait!" At this moment, a happy voice came from Wu Xiaosong's ears.

Wu Xiaosong turned his head, looked happy, and said helplessly: "Brother, if we lose this game, we will lose, anyway, there are still two games left!" If you are serious about the next game, there will be absolutely no problem! โ€

At this time, even Wu Xiaosong had no hope for the happy game, and the ten complete potatoes almost didn't collapse him!

"That's not going to work!" But Happy shook his head and rejected Wu Xiaosong's suggestion, "I haven't counted the potato chips on my side, how can I just announce the results of the game?" โ€

Seeing that Happy was still stubborn and refused to admit defeat, Li Jie's face suddenly showed a trace of anger โ˜… on his face, he sneered, and pointed to the lens of the camera: "Happy Master, there are countless guests watching outside now!" In front of everyone's eyes, do you want to cheat? โ€

"Ha Lu Ha! Isn't it just a game? Can't afford it? Someone in the hall sneered and said, and immediately got a lot of people to echo: "Hehe, maybe he's just a wasted guy!" Maybe he didn't make that bun at all! โ€

"How can this be? I heard that this is admitted by Director Wu himself! That person is still the brother of Director Wu! โ€

"I guess even Director Wu was deceived by him?"

"Ha Luha, I said he couldn't win!"

"I think Director Wu is really careless in making friends this time! It is estimated that the position of executive director cannot be kept! โ€โ€ฆ,

For a while, the hall was in an uproar, and everyone was either pity, happiness, helplessness, or schadenfreude, and all kinds of expressions flowed out of their faces, intertwined into a strange picture.

"Foolish? Do you say me? "Happy watching Li Jie! face, gently picked up a potato and put it in the palm of his hand, with a faint smile on his face, "I just want them to count the potato chips I cut!" โ€

"The potato chips you cut?" Li Jie's face deliberately showed a trace of doubt, "Where?" โ€

Immediately, Li Jie showed a sudden realization, he pointed to the potatoes on the happy counter, and said, "You are talking about these ten potato chips, right?" It's really creative! โ€

"Baidu โ˜… Qingyi Erya" "Ha Lu Ha There was a burst of laughter in the kitchen, naturally this laughter was made by the people from the chef's camp, and everyone on Wu Xiaosong's side turned pale. โ€”โ€”๏ฝž๏ฝž๏ฝž

Naturally, they could all hear that Li Jie's words were extremely sarcastic!

In the face of this ridicule, Happy was not angry, he gently shook the potato in his hand, sighed lightly and said, "Hey! Looks like I'll have to count them myself! โ€

Li Jie Ha smiled and said mockingly: "If you can count the eleventh, even if I ......."

Before he finished speaking, his whole body suddenly froze, his eyes suddenly radiated a terrifying dark color, and his face showed a look of horror!

Just when he was about to say the last word "lose", the happiness on the other side suddenly blew gently into the palm of his hand.

"Call me

The exhalation was picked up by the sound collector overhead, and instantly resounded into the hall.

"Hmm!" In the entire hall, the people who were still noisy suddenly seemed to have been immobilized by Sun Dasheng, and they were silent all of a sudden, they kept their movements just now, looking up at the screen, their eyes glazed!

At this time, in the happy big screen, countless "snowflakes" appeared out of thin air!

The wind is blowing, fluttering and sprinkling! The white "snowflakes" flew out of the happy palms, fluttering over the kitchen, and reached the lens of the camera, and the large screen in the hall was suddenly covered by this piece of white "snowflakes"!

"Oh my God! What is this? Is this a snowflake?! How could there be so many snowflakes on his hands all of a sudden?! Everyone was at a loss, and everyone was muttering the same question!

Those "snowflakes" are blowing in the wind, and after flying to the top end, they begin to fall flutteringly, and occasionally they will roll a few times in the air, like a few naughty children.

Beyond the flakes of snow, a strong aroma of potatoes spreads through the kitchen.

"Smack." A small "snowflake" gently fell down and stuck to Li Jie's forehead, and Li Jie subconsciously put his fingers on his body and gently removed it.

bรณ is like a cicada's wings can transmit light! This is an evaluation of the chef industry for the highest level of chef knife work.

It took Li Jie ten years to finally do this, and because of this, he is favored by the entire chef industry and is known as the most promising candidate to become the next chef king!

Although he is still humble and polite on the surface, in fact, Li Jie's heart is already full of pride.

But at this moment, look at this "snowflake" in front of you. All the pride in Li Jie's heart was crushed!

Li Jie unwillingly put this piece of "snowflake" to his nose and sniffed it, and the familiar potato fragrance suddenly broke his only remaining illusion!

It's a potato chip!

All that was floating in the air in the wind were slices of potato chips!

But why can he be so transparent?!

Li Jie put the potato slice in front of his eyes, his eyes actually penetrated the potato slice, and he clearly saw the happiness on the other side!

Is bรณ like a cicada's wings transparent to the highest level of knife work? So what's this one in front of you?

Li Jie looked at the almost transparent potato chips in front of him, and a trace of despair arose in his heart!

Is this really something that humans can do?!ใ€‚ ๏ผ‰