When Ding Qiandao heard this, he was ashamed and angry, and his old face turned red, all the way to the root of his ears, as if he had just been slapped by someone.

From the meeting to just now, he has never taken Wu Bencao in his eyes, relying on his perfect cooking skills, thinking that he has the chance to win, and he can teach this kid to be a man in minutes. A moment ago, he was still talking about his comprehension of knife skills.

He never dreamed that although Wu Bencao was young, his knife skills were amazing, and he cut out the slices of meat casually, and he actually reached the point where he could blow a bullet and break it. Their works are placed in front of everyone, which is stronger and which is weak, it is obvious to all, and he was blown up to the point that there is no scum left.

The matter has come to this point, how can he still keep a shy face and pretend to be a master and a senior in front of Wu Bencao?

Wu Bencao glanced at him lightly, then looked around at the audience, and raised the kitchen knife in his hand, "What else is the secret of cutting meat?" ”

When he said this, he suddenly remembered a certain Qian's classic line, which corresponded to the scene in front of him - next, it was the moment to witness the miracle!

Under the gaze of countless blazing eyes, he swung his right hand down, his movements were clean, and without even doing the aiming work, he slashed at the edge of the beef cube at random, and slashed to the end with great force.

This is a simple action, in stark contrast to Ding Qiandao's performance, which is as grinding and painstaking as he is. Wu Bencao came out with a knife, and two words are enough to describe it: fast and accurate.

There was a snap, the blade collided with the board, and a thin slice fell off the piece of meat. Wu Bencao gently pinched it and showed it to everyone, and it was exactly the same as the piece just now, and it was extremely thin.

"This ......"

Ding Qiandao was shocked and speechless.

Wu Bencao used an ordinary knife to cut out incredible slices, completely subverting his perception of being in charge of the kitchen for decades. How could there be such a thing in the world, a skill that he could not achieve in his whole life, why did this young man do it with a fee?

He was dumbfounded, thinking that such a result was too absurd.

How did he know that Wu Bencao's body was opened, and the speed, strength, and accuracy of the knife were increased by 5% in an all-round way.

It's like watching a movie together, the audience watches it normally, but he turns on the acceleration mode, can the time taken to watch it be the same?

What's more, in addition, Wu Bencao also cultivates killing a thousand knives, and the essence of this knife technique is also one word, fast.

Therefore, it is only natural that he can show such a perfect performance.

Without waiting for everyone to praise out loud, he waved the kitchen knife again to cut the meat, and said at the same time: "It's not enough to rely on the thin meat, just now Master Ding proposed that if you want to fight with me within a limited time, I don't think it's necessary, you can cut out more than me, even if I lose." ”

Bang Bang Bang!

The kitchen knife in his hand jumped up and down, the light of the knife flickered, so fast that people couldn't see clearly, and there was a dense chopping sound on the board.

After just a few dozen breaths, when he stopped, the beef cube was gone, replaced by a full beef roll, estimated to be nearly a hundred slices.

Moreover, each slice is as transparent and complete as the two slices he demonstrated earlier, almost like a meat slicer cut.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead, heartily, looked at Ding Qiandao, and made a gesture of please.

Aren't you provoking me, come, please start your show~

Ding Qiandao was like being struck by lightning, his face turned purple, and he couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into. At this point, how could he still have the courage to pick up a kitchen knife and be embarrassed in public.

With his slow cutting method, he is also worthy of being compared with Wu Materia Medica!

Wu Bencao saw it in his eyes and said jokingly: "I heard that Master Ding is known as a thousand knives that cannot be broken, and he is still waiting to open his eyes and see what it means to have people outside the world and a ...... outside the sky."

This is the wild words released by Ding Qiandao before, and it is returned by him at this moment, which sounds extremely ironic. Those who insult others, people will always humiliate them, Ding Qiandao has no one in his eyes, and he dares to make nonsense in front of him, this is the end he deserves.

Ding Qiandao was powerless to refute, so he had to say ashamedly: "I have been in charge of cooking for decades, even in the capital Chang'an, this kitchen knife has never met an opponent." Chef Wu, you have to be forgiving and forgiving, which senior can you train such a powerful apprentice!"

Speaking of which, everyone understands that he has abstained and admitted defeat.

Wu Bencao took out the knife, and his sharpness was exposed, and such a strong momentum forced Ding Qiandao to surrender without a fight, and he also kicked Haiyanlou hard. From now on, in the Goose City kitchen world, he is the first person in knife skills, and he will not accept refutation!

If before this, there were still many people who thought that he just got a magical recipe and that his cooking skills were not good, then today's knife skill competition made the people of Goose City clearly see that his cooking talent is demonic and his future is limitless.

In the crowd, a voice sounded, "Chef Wu, you were born out of thin air and became famous overnight, where did you learn from? Before that, why have we never heard of the soup of hope in the world?"

When the others heard this, they also followed suit, and they were all curious about the origin of Wu Materia Medica.

Wu Bencao scratched his head, hesitated for a moment, and replied, "Since you all want to know, then I won't hide it." The tutor's name is Lan Xiang, he is a reclusive master, and the cooking skills I have learned are only scratching the surface, and compared to his old man, it is not worth mentioning at all!"

He said in his heart, which cooking technology is strong, looking for Lanxiang in Shandong, China, everyone can drive an excavator to stir-fry, and there is nothing wrong with thinking that it is a master.

Lan Xiang?

Everyone was stunned, they had never heard of this name, and they were skeptical.

"Really, Boss Wu can cut the meat slices so thinly, it's already a miraculous skill, the respected master is even better than you, I can't imagine what an exaggerated cooking skill it must be......"

Wu Bencao won a big victory, was in a good mood, and was interested in joking with them, so he joked: "You may not believe it, ten years ago, my master opened a beef noodle restaurant and bought a cow, and the cow is still alive." ”

The crowd wondered, "What do you mean?"

Wu Bencao explained: "He was reluctant to kill the cow, so he only cut a piece of meat from the cow's leg at a time, then cut it into thin slices and put it in a noodle bowl. By the time the meat was used up, the leg had grown new meat, so the cow was alive and well. ”

Everyone was shocked, and they all stretched out their thumbs and praised, "Awesome! If you can catch up with Niu Changxin's meat, how thin the meat slices have to be, Master Lan Xiang is really a god chef!"

Wu Bencao said in his heart, what about your IQ, okay, since it is so easy to fool, then I will accompany you to blow for a while.

"When you go to my master's restaurant to eat noodles, the guests will eat the beef slices on top of the soup first, otherwise, as soon as the noodles are turned over, the meat slices will fall into the soup, and because it is too thin, it will melt immediately, and you won't be able to find it if you want to eat it again......"

He talked nonsense seriously, those viewers had never seen the world, but they all took it seriously, and they had a fascinated expression.

"What's your master's noodle shop called, and where is it?"

Wu Bencao's face was not red and his heart was not beating, and he said nonsense: "The noodle restaurant is called New Oriental, and it is hidden in a prosperous city, so I won't disclose the details." ”

I don't know when, a middle-aged man walked out of the back hall of the restaurant, standing quietly by the counter, paying attention to his words and actions.

At this moment, hearing his repeated boasting, the man was thoughtful, and finally spoke: "Lan Xiang...... Could it be that you are the heir of the Lan family in Chang'an?"