As a chef who aspires to reach the top and become a culinary god, there are no shortcomings allowed.

At present, Qian Chen's worst aspect is knife skills. The appearance of the Wind Resisting Sword Technique effectively made up for his shortcomings.

According to the introduction of the system, the characteristics of this kind of sword skill are elegant and chic, and after the level is upgraded to a certain level, you can even use the sword to control the wind, and the visual effect is extremely strong.

In terms of practicality, it can only be regarded as second-rate, but in terms of gorgeousness, it is definitely super-first-class.

Of course, Qian Chen is interested in the sword skills themselves, and he doesn't care about additional special effects or anything.

After all, he is a low-key person. ——By a certain celebrity chef, the contracted partner of W Kee, and the chef surnamed Qian who did not plant the tree between the A tree and the C tree in his heart.

After experiencing the fried chicken competition, the day of participating in the tea party is getting closer and closer.

During this time, Qian Chen put most of his mind on studying the Cantonese tea collection and delving into the introductory chapter of the 'Imperial Wind Sword Technique'.

The way the 'Wind Resisting Sword Technique' is learned is slightly different from other talents.

Other talents are generally directly instilled into Qian Chen's brain, as if there is a master to pass on the skills.

However, when learning the 'Wind Resisting Sword Technique', in addition to instilling the key points to Qian Chen, an auxiliary system also appeared, simulating the rogue named Yasuo, and using on-site teaching methods to teach Qian Chen the secrets of the Wind Resisting Sword Technique.

This is equivalent to Qian Chen having an extra master by his side, teaching him details and correcting his mistakes.

Although Qian Chen's learning progress is slow, his foundation is very solid.

The most intuitive manifestation is that his sword skill level has risen by 1 level in a few days.

It depends on the situation, before he fully learns the 'Wind Resisting Sword Technique', his sword skills can still increase by one or two levels.

Qian Chen has a deeper understanding of the level of sword skills and sword skills.

The level of sword skill represents the foundation of sword skill, and the technique is its extension.

Just like there are thousands of schools of kendo in Japan, but in the final analysis, it is nothing more than the nine swords in the shape of "rice", and without the foundation of these nine swords, there is no way to talk about the school of kendo.

It's the same with knife skills. The basic knife techniques are nothing more than three kinds, straight cutting, flat cutting, and oblique cutting, and these three basic knife skills are an extension to evolve a variety of knife techniques.

Everything is the same.

Both basic and extended techniques are indispensable. Without a foundation, the technique is difficult to control, and without the technique, it is difficult to progress by relying on the foundation alone.

The two complement each other.

When Qian Chen's sword skills were upgraded by 1 level, and the 'Wind Resisting Sword Technique' had been eaten up for most of the time, the day of the tea party had come.

It's definitely impossible to hide this important matter from my sister.

Unexpectedly, after Qian Chen explained the matter to his sister.

My sister's brain hole has gone to a strange place.

"It's so nice~!"

Shi Yu lay on the table listlessly, looking at him with a resentful expression, looking like a very gentle wife looking at the scumbag husband who was looking for the third, fourth, and fifth children outside, with a desperate expression.

Qian Chen suddenly felt that his head was a little bigger, and he had to put a slightly flattering smile on his face.

"Is there anything wrong with you, my sister."

"My heart hurts."

Shi Yu took advantage of the situation to cover his towering chest, looking pained.

"My heart hurts so much when I think of my dear brother Jun, but he wants to leave me and go to those vixens and steal fishy cats!"

At this moment, my sister seems to be possessed by the heroines in Qiong Yao's play, referred to as the possession of the drama spirit.

The corners of Qian Chen's eyes jumped.

'That's all dignitaries like princesses from all over the world!' If this is to be heard, it will cause diplomatic disputes, my dear sister! ’

Of course, Qian Chen only dared to roar in his heart.

If he dares to say it, his beloved sister is afraid that it will not be as simple as being possessed by a drama spirit, but he is afraid that she will evolve into a movie queen.

Qian Chen didn't reply, it didn't mean that Shi Yu would let him go so easily.

I saw the poetry and feathers puff through! Falling on the table with a bang, the whole person was like a salted fish that had no love, and his eyes looked out of the window in a daze.

"It's so good~ Let the old Zhuhuang's sister stay at home alone, and the handsome and dashing younger brother Jun went to meet the British princess, the princess of Japan, the princess of France, and the princess of Russia.

"Stop, stop! I know! What the hell does my sister want! ”

Qian Chen couldn't resist it, so he decisively raised his hand and surrendered.

Just when Qian Chen thought that he would make many unequal treaties like a certain golden retriever dog.

"Don't steal it~"

As a result, Shi Yu just glanced at him meaningfully, and said lightly.

So it was just to tease me, right? It must be! ’

Qian Chen wanted to cry without tears.

My sister is worthy of being at the top of the food chain in this family, and Qian Chen once again deeply realized this.

It's time for the invitation letter.

A luxury elongated Lincoln, which was completely different from the painting style of this area to be demolished, slowly drove over from the street and stopped right in front of Qian Chen.

The time is just right, no more than no less.

Just when Qian Chen sighed that the other party was on time like a machine.

The car door opened, and a maid lady wearing a classical English maid suit, with a plump body, gray-blue pupils, and long silver-white hair, got out.

She walked around the back of the car and walked towards Qian Chen.

With Qian Chen's eyesight, he could clearly see that every step taken by the maid lady seemed to have been measured with a ruler, accurate to the millimeter, and she walked without making a sound at all.

If Qian Chen hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have noticed that someone was coming over at all.

And the faint smile on her face will not make people feel too cold and detached, nor will it make people feel too intimate and seductive, it is the kind of smile that has been professionally trained and makes people feel good at first sight.

Perhaps it is the British royal family, with its long royal history and heritage, that has cultivated such an orthodox and elegant royal maid.

She is simply a clear stream in the maid world, and those bewitching jian goods in Akihabara are not at all the same thing!

The only thing that made Qian Chen feel a little disobedient was that this elegant and dignified maid lady actually wore a collar symbolizing slave status on her slender neck!?

A slender iron chain hung from her collar and hung through her collar to the middle of the towering, white peaks.

Let this elegant and solemn picture unconsciously be dyed with a touch of pink ambiguity.

Qian Chen had to admit that sure enough, the more senior the nobles, the better they could play.

Just when Qian Chen was thinking nonsense.

The maid lady had already taken elegant steps, walked up to Qian Chen with a dignified manner, and quietly opened the car door for him.

Isabella, who Qian Chen had only seen once, put her hands on her knees, sat on the back seat of the car elegantly, and when she saw the car door open, she raised her hand to say hello to Qian Chen.

"It's been a long time, Chef Qianchen."