At this time, the small shop was already full of customers, and more diners were sitting outside on the dozen or so dilapidated tables eating noodles.

Due to the large number of customers, almost all of them are crowded, and there are many diners who are willing to wait in line.

"Tuk tuk..."

The sound of chopping knives, mixed with cheers and laughter, came from the corner to the left of the shop.

You looked over and saw a large circle of people gathered in that corner, many people, still holding mobile phones in their hands and shooting inside, obviously watching the excitement...

"There are too many people eating now, so let's go see the show first, and then we'll go back to the store later. ”

Zhang Mingyao said a word, and then took Zhou You and Zhou Xiaoya and squeezed into the crowd watching the excitement.

As soon as they entered, they saw that inside, there was a thick cutting board with a diameter of more than one and a half meters, at least half a human high.

Next to the cutting board, there stood a middle-aged fat man with a big oily and shiny back, a fat head and big ears, two sparse mustaches, and two big bull-like eyes, as if staring at a middle-aged fat man.

The most exaggerated thing is that this guy has a cigarette in his mouth, his upper body is bare-chested, revealing a fat horizontal meat, and his left arm and shoulder are tattooed with an animal that doesn't know whether a tiger or a cat, in short, it looks quite happy.

And at this moment, on the huge log cutting board, there is a large piece of beef, at least a dozen catties of beef.

The middle-aged fat man was holding a thick and sharp pig-killing knife in his hand, and he was tossing rapidly.

The pig-killing knife in his hand fell on the whole piece of beef, and the tip of the knife was like a butterfly flying, removing the tendon from it.

Then he chopped it down, and in the dense sound of knives, the large piece of beef was quickly cut into large slices of beef that were evenly divided by a machine.

"Wow!"

His hand was very clean and neat, and it could even be said that he was very dexterous, and immediately won the unanimous applause of the onlookers.

Even when he traveled around, he was surprised when he saw the knife work shown by this middle-aged fat man.

The so-called "layman looks at the bustle, and the insider looks at the doorway", as a cultivator, Zhou You quickly saw the doorway...

Because in such a short period of time, being able to cut such a large piece of beef into neat slices is not too difficult for a chef with excellent knife skills.

You must know that these tendons on beef are not so easy to remove, especially such a large piece of beef, the average chef has to spend some time and effort to remove it cleanly.

But this middle-aged fat man was not only able to cut the beef into neat slices, but most importantly, he was able to use the tip of the knife at the same time to cleanly remove the tendons and veins attached to the surface of the beef in less than two minutes!

What surprised Zhou You the most was that when the middle-aged fat man removed the beef tendon, the tip of the knife was like a maggot attached to the bone, flying up and down the whole piece of beef, but the blade did not touch the beef at all.

This technique can be said to be quite exquisite, not only requires a very steady breath, but also the fusion of hands, eyes and mind into one.

"This black fat uncle's knife skills are really powerful!"

Zhou You muttered secretly in his heart.

I saw that after the middle-aged fat man cut the large piece of beef into large slices, he put the pig-killing knife aside, then bent down, and took out two metal rods with special shapes in a small wooden barrel next to the cutting board, and held them on both hands.

Zhou You was stunned for a moment, and when he looked at it, the middle-aged fat man was holding two iron shovels in his hands, each of which weighed at least ten catties.

"Xiao Yao, what is this uncle going to do?"

Seeing this scene, Zhou Xiaoya couldn't help but ask Zhang Mingyao next to her.

"Oh, he's going to make beef balls by hand! If you want to eat authentic Chaoshan-style beef balls, you have to beat them by hand. ”

Zhang Mingyao explained, and then smiled: "The riotous performance has begun..."

As soon as her voice fell, I saw that the middle-aged fat man suddenly raised his head and looked at the sky at a 45-degree angle, as if he was brewing emotions, and then he shook his hair violently, and then opened his mouth, and actually started singing...

"Let's learn to meow together, meow meow together, pee around you, and then continue to meow, your heart will beat and be obsessed with my bad smile, if you don't be happy, I'll be happy..."

This middle-aged fat man sang the very popular street song "Learn to Meow" this year, and this is still a light-hearted song, sung by his rough voice, it is not particularly ugly, but there is a strange taste like "ghost crying wolf", and a feeling of commotion.

The most exaggerated thing is that the middle-aged fat man sang while beating the pair of big iron shovels in his hands against the pile of cut beef slices on the cutting board.

The middle-aged fat man sang and beat at the same time, his fat body and big ass were writhing with the rhythm, the action looked very weird, and it could even be said that his posture was very riotous, and he also tampered with some of the lyrics without authorization, making this originally relaxed and cheerful song have a strong cottage commotion, so the surrounding crowd of onlookers couldn't help laughing.

"Poof... Uncle Su is still so sultry and sultry..."

Seeing this, Zhang Mingyao immediately giggled.

"Hahaha... This fat uncle is so funny! If he goes to play live broadcasts, he will definitely attract fans!"

Zhou Xiaoya was also very happy when she saw this, because the middle-aged fat man's "performance" was really coquettish, which made her smile very happily.

It's about traveling, and while feeling funny, I found unusual clues...

Because the middle-aged fat man held such a heavy solid iron shovel in both hands, and beat the beef on the cutting board up and down very regularly, and when he was hammering, he secretly used the strength of his waist and shoulders to make a dense and rhythmic snapping sound.

Zhou You found that this middle-aged fat man was not only able to maintain a stable breath in the coquettish singing of "Ghost Crying Wolf Howl", but also when he rounded his arms and waved the iron shovel to beat it down, the power actually came out of the iron shovel, and in an instant, he beat the beef to a crispy meat.

This made Zhou You even more surprised, because he knew that it was extremely difficult to be able to instantly output such a stable output of power and pound the tendons and veins in the beef to such an extent, which required profound internal strength and true qi as the foundation to be able to complete!

And it only took about two minutes for the middle-aged fat man, and the large pile of beef cut into large slices had already been beaten into a puree by him with a pair of iron shovels, and there was no fiber in it, so to speak, the minced meat that was beaten!

(End of chapter)