The knife is not a knife, but a big Han five-baht coin that is clamped to the fingertips. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

On his right hand, the sharp edge of the five-baht coin is glittered by the fire in the stove.

On his left hand, the faint scent of the green onion gradually emanated through Wei Fan's continuous transformation of spiritual power to urge the guidance technique.

"Open!"

Wei Fan involuntarily snorted, and the copper coin knife on the tip of his right finger was like a yellow aurora, quickly sweeping over the entire green onion.

"Smack." An inaudible sound came from inside the shallots, and I saw the whole small shallots broken in half vertically from the middle.

The copper coin knife in Wei Fan's hand did not stop, he quickly picked up a touch of grease from a small cup beside him, and then sandwiched the copper coin knife in two halves of small shallots, urging the guide technique to quickly slide up and down, and the knife looked more skillful.

Just when Wei Fan was dealing with the little shallots, a few ingredients who had been watching Wei Fan's cooking finally couldn't help but discuss.

"Didn't Wei Fan keep saying that he hadn't cooked any dishes? Why is the technique so smooth? "It's Miss Carrot who asks.

"You don't know, over the years, Wei Fan has used this copper coin knife to peel our potatoes, but except for boiling water, I have never seen him cook dishes." Potato had always been in this muffled voice, and it was impossible to hear if he was complaining or explaining for Wei Fan.

"Maybe he's a natural cook, the method of using qi and blood for internal breath that our Shallot family gave him, he actually learned so quickly, it seems that this dish is likely to have a gastronomic atmosphere." A relatively thick green onion opened its mouth and said approvingly.

"Until the end, no one knows, so let's keep looking." Potatoes are still in the same tone.

Wei Fan's hand speed cultivated by peeling potatoes for many years may not even be comparable to those waste paper otaku in later generations, plus he has made dishes countless times in those strange dreams, which is also the reason why Wei Fan, who is cooking for the first time, already has such a fast and accurate fingertip knife at this time.

Wei Fan closed the two halves of the grease again, the shallot was like a fed lychee, just a slight pinch, the slightest grease slowly overflowed from the gap, as if it was already a delicacy.

"Zila, zila."

This is the sound made when Wei Fan pinched the end of the little green onion with his two fingers and placed it on the piece of iron that had already burned red, turning back and forth.

When the grease overflowing from the shallots met the red and hot iron sheets, the small iron sheets exuded a kind of aroma of iron plate barbecue, and every time the little green onions turned over, the surrounding air exuded a burst of aroma that hooked the tip of the tongue.

"Up!"

When Xiao Qinglian finished turning over for the sixteenth time, Wei Fan lifted the green onion and accelerated the guidance technique again, only to see the copper coin knife on his fingertips flying again.

"Boom!"

With the flying of the copper coin knife, slices of less than half a centimeter of green onions were cut out, and the thin slices did not stop for a moment, and they fell into the soup with the fragrance of mushrooms.

When all the shallots were diced into the water, Wei Fan hurriedly picked up a clean iron sheet and placed it on the mouth of the clay pot, which was used as the lid of the pot.

And the next thing is simple, Wei Fan only needs to watch the kitchen fire to maintain the size of the fire, so that the temperature remains unchanged.

Fire out!

All right!

Whew, I can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

At this time, Wei Fan realized that he was already sweating profusely.

Since he does not have the so-called grade recipes in this world, and the cooking conditions are limited, the food dishes made by Wei Fan are made according to the simplified versions of the dishes in his dreams, with a lot less seasoning and processes.

Therefore, Wei Fan can only use stupid methods, he constantly urges the operation of the food qi guidance technique in the cooking, just to increase the probability of attracting the food qi, it can be said that Wei Fan's cooking this time is completely his own squandering of the spiritual power in his body.

In fact, even Wei Fan himself didn't know that this kind of thing was put on ordinary people, before he became a cook, such an excessive use of spiritual power to operate the food qi guidance technique, even the most basic food qi guidance technique, was enough to lead to a coma.

But he Wei Fan was actually just a little tired, which was simply an incredible strength of spiritual power.

Wei Fan didn't know these things, and at this time he stared nervously at the clay pot, carefully fiddling the piece of iron full of water vapor with a copper coin knife to open it little by little.

Every inch of the piece of iron moved, Wei Fan felt his heartbeat beat a little faster.

This mood is like opening a mysterious treasure box, a unique treasure chest, maybe it contains treasures, maybe it is empty, but before it is opened, no one knows what is inside!

The iron piece is removed, and the soup is completed!

It has aroused the gasp of food between heaven and earth!

Wei Fan immediately felt that there were several indescribable breaths around him, and the direction of this breath was completely indistinguishable, as if there were everywhere in heaven and earth, and they were constantly pouring into the soup can.

Immediately after, this breath separated from the soup and shot straight into Wei Fan's chest!

The sudden change frightened Wei Fan back, but because he had been squatting for too long, he actually fell to the ground, and the breath that had just penetrated into Wei Fan's body turned into a heat wave in an instant, and the heat wave was like hot water and sweat, making Wei Fan's whole body hot.

"Hot... Hot... It's hot! ”

Wei Fan found that he couldn't even move hard, and he could only gasp for air, and he felt as if there was a flame rolling all over his body, as if something was burning.

Don't...... This... This is......

A word suddenly appeared in Wei Fan's mind - cutting hair and washing the marrow?

If there is a chef-level master here at this time, he will definitely laugh at Wei Fan's lack of knowledge, this kind of situation where making dishes for the first time attracts the gases of heaven and earth, and then can feed back with the gases of food, it is the legendary disciples of heaven and earth a hundred years ago!

Ordinary people can only be regarded as culinary disciples before becoming first-order cooks, such as the back-kitchen apprenticeship assessment held by Webster these days is to choose people with good qualifications to be Webster's culinary apprentices, and only by breaking through the ninth-order disciples to become first-order cooks can they be regarded as officially stepping into the culinary journey.

The disciples of heaven and earth, as the name suggests, are recognized by heaven and earth, and theoretically only heaven and earth can be regarded as the masters of these people, but the disciples of heaven and earth have never appeared since the fall of Wang Mang's new dynasty.

It has been recorded many times in ancient books: Every person who becomes a disciple of heaven and earth is a person who has the potential to become a chef.

Emperor Guangwu also recorded in the book: Since the fall of Wang Mang's puppet dynasty, the ancestor of the Han dynasty, Emperor Guangwu Xiu rebuilt the Han Dynasty, there has been no new kitchen saint for a hundred years.

And Wei Fan, who thinks he is enduring the cutting of hair and marrow, does not know all this, but history has turned a corner here.