No one can say what the future holds!

For Jiang He, whether it is blood-colored vertical eyes or unparalleled knife skills, life will continue!

If you should kill the chicken, you have to kill the chicken!

Jiang He's restaurant sells knife-cut noodles for breakfast. His father didn't come home, so Jiang He could only do it himself, killing chickens and making soup.

It's just that after having unparalleled sword skills, Jiang He killed the chicken, and he was simply at his fingertips.

After killing a chicken again, washing and peeling it, it was put into a soup pot, put on the stove, and began to boil the noodle soup.

This time, the killer didn't activate the blood-colored vertical eyes again, didn't hallucinate again, and didn't make any more skill runes.

After this time, Jiang He found that the appearance of blood-colored vertical eyes was probably related to his "thoughts" at that time.

It only appeared when he had a strong desire for blood-colored vertical eyes to appear.

Seem...... Is this thing controlled?

This made Jiang He secretly relieved in his heart.

The chicken soup was boiling on the stove, and Jiang He walked into the kitchen, took out a ball of old noodles, mixed them with fresh flour and began to make noodles.

After more than an hour of busy work, all the preparations were done, and the time was almost seven o'clock in the morning.

Father hasn't come back yet, but ...... The restaurant is about to open!

"What the hell is the old man doing? Why hasn't he come back at this time?"

Muttering in his mouth, Jiang He opened the shutter of the restaurant and was ready to open the door for business.

Jiang He's restaurant is located at the junction of Wenxing Street and Xinjiang Road. Wenxing Street is an old street, and the back is an urban village.

Business is not bad today, someone comes for breakfast early in the morning.

"Boss, come to a bowl of noodles. Two taels of beef noodles. ”

A middle-aged man walked into the restaurant, found a table to sit down, and shouted at Jiang He.

"Okay!"

Jiang He agreed, picked up a lump of kneaded dough from the board, picked up a kitchen knife, and walked onto the stove.

Knife cutting noodles, as the name suggests, is to use a knife to cut out strips of noodles. Jiang He, who is "unparalleled in knife skills", is naturally easy to shave.

On the stove, the boiling water in the pot is boiling, and the water vapor is steaming.

Jiang He stood by the stove, grasping the dough in one hand and the knife in the other. I saw the knife light, "swish", a two-inch long, two-minute wide dough sheet, like snowflakes, falling into the tumbling water pot.

The dough sheet is as thin as paper, soft as cotton, and each piece is uniform in size and thickness to almost the same.

Bring the water to a boil and remove the noodles from the pot. Pour it into a bowl, add the boiled chicken broth, and then pour the beef dumplings, and a bowl of beef noodles is ready.

"Slow down!"

Jiang He brought the beef noodles to the middle-aged man, nodded with a smile, and then turned around and walked back to the stove.

"Is the little boss the chef today?"

This middle-aged man seemed to be an old customer, and when he saw that it was Jiang He who brought noodles, he asked casually, and without saying anything, he picked up his chopsticks and began to eat noodles.

"Huh?"

As soon as he stretched out his chopsticks, the middle-aged man noticed the difference, the noodles in the bowl floated in the noodle soup one by one, thin as paper, soft as cotton, and had a translucent feeling.

"Little boss, this knife work is amazing! Knife cutting noodles to cut this kind of dough sheet, amazing! Amazing! This craftsmanship ...... Absolutely!"

The middle-aged man was full of admiration, lifted his chopsticks and began to eat noodles.

Jiang He's skill in cooking noodles can only be said to be average, but the knife work is good, the noodles are cut very thin, and the entrance is soft, which is simply ...... Silky smooth.

The middle-aged man tasted very different from the previous knife-cut noodles, but he was full of praise.

"This 'unparalleled sword technique' is really powerful. No matter what kind of knife, as long as it is a knife, it can be used extremely skillfully. With this knife work, I will get a cooking skill in the future, and I will be able to mix rice with this skill!"

Hearing the middle-aged man's admiration, Jiang He's heart was also secretly happy.

Chef is also a high-paying profession! The legendary Newest, which is also a legendary school!

Just as Jiang He was thinking wildly, three more people walked in at the door.

"Three, what are you going to eat...... Huh, Dad, you're back?"

Jiang He was about to say hello, and suddenly saw that among the three people who entered the door, the thin man with a scumbag at the front was his father Jiang Zhengqiang.

At this moment, Jiang Zhengqiang was drooping his head, looking dejected. When walking, the steps are still a little staggering, which seems very unnatural.

Jiang Zhengqiang was followed by two young men.

One is a bald man with a full beard, and the other is tall and thin, but he has very artistic, long ponytail hair.

Jiang He glanced at the two of them, they didn't know each other at all, and they didn't know where their father brought back their friends, but they didn't care too much.

"Son, I'...... Well, I'm back!"

Jiang Zhengqiang looked up at Jiang He, who was busy by the stove, opened his mouth, stopped talking, and his face was ashamed.

"Dad, why did you come back at this time? Come on! Come on! I don't know how to cook noodles yet, so I still want you to come!"

Jiang He didn't pay attention to Jiang Zhengqiang's expression, and hurriedly beckoned his father to come over as the chef.

"Boiled noodles?

At this time, the bald man who was following Jiang Zhengqiang suddenly roared angrily and kicked over the table in front of the middle-aged customer with a "bang".

With a "bang", the noodle bowl shattered, and the soup flowed to the ground.

"Ah...... You ......"

The middle-aged man who was eating noodles screamed in fright, completely confused about the situation!

"Get out!"

At the same time, the tall and thin ponytail next to him, carrying a bench, slammed on the ground, pointing at the middle-aged man and roaring, "Get out!

The middle-aged man saw that the situation was not good, so he didn't answer, so he quickly turned around and ran!

"Hey, big brother! Two big brothers! I have something to say! I have something to say! Don't smash things!"

Jiang Zhengqiang was panicked and anxious, and hurriedly stopped in front of the bald man, trying to stop him, "Big brother, big brother, I have something to say." My son has a bad temper, don't ...... like that."

"Your son has a bad temper?"

The bald man snorted coldly in disdain, raised his foot, kicked Jiang Zhengqiang, and burst out with a presumptuous laugh, "Haha! Lao Tzu's temper is even worse!"

"Oops!"

Jiang Zhengqiang was kicked to the ground, and his face wrinkled in pain.

"it!"

Seeing his father being beaten, the anger in Jiang He's heart suddenly exploded, and he picked up the kitchen knife and rushed out from behind the stove!

"Malegobi, dare to beat my father, Lao Tzu hacked you to death!"

The square-headed kitchen knife was raised high, flickering with a cold cold light under the light!

The snow bright sword light rolled over like a match, and slashed down at the bald strong man!

With a "hiss", the silver blade cut through the leather jacket worn by the bald strong man, the sweater inside the leather jacket, and the close-fitting autumn coat inside the sweater......

The cold and sharp blade slashed across the skin of the bald man's chest. That cold and cold touch is chilling to the bones!

At this moment, the bald man was completely stupid!

it! it!

I'm ...... Hacked?

Nima: Where did this fierce man come from? If he disagrees, he will draw his knife and cut it? Who is the mixed society?

Why is this called "bad temper"? This is obviously ruthless!

The bald man was still stunned, but Jiang He was not stunned!

"How dare you smash my stall?

With a shock of his arm, another bright sword light broke through the air!

"Ah...... Help, help, kill, kill!"

The flash of the knife light finally woke up the frightened bald man.

With a terrible scream, the bald man was devastated, and cold sweat rolled down his body, and he quickly turned around and ran, only hating his father and mother for missing two legs.

The tall and thin horsetail next to him, the bench held high in his hand fell to the ground with a "dang chang", his face turned white, and he also fled in embarrassment!

"Want to run, Lao Tzu hacked you to death!"

With a roar, Jiang He rushed out of the store with a knife and chased the two bastards all the way!

Immediately, two bastards screamed loudly outside the door, like a ghost crying wolf!

In the shop, only Jiang Zhengqiang was still standing there in a daze, muttering to himself.

"I ...... I told you a long time ago, my son has a bad temper, and you don't believe it!"