Liu Feng and Xiao Qingzhu hit it off, and they walked to the street happily and went straight to the spirit weapon shop. Liu Dai had no choice but to get into the wine shop, and he simply tasted what the wine in Bicheng tasted like.

In a spiritual artifact shop named Yongchanjuan, Xiao Qingzhu was carefully examining the spiritual artifacts in the shop. She picked up a short sword and weighed it, pulled a sword flower and put it back: although this spirit weapon shop is magnificent, the things inside are far from those of the Spirit Casting Pavilion.

Liu Feng was pestering the shopkeeper to find a kitchen knife at this time. After getting a clear negative answer, Liu Feng immediately asked them to tailor a pair for themselves.

The shopkeeper was pestered with a headache: "We don't make kitchen knives here, if you really need it, go to the cookware shop over there to find it." ”

Liu Feng said seriously: "If I can find it there, why should I come to you? I want to use not the kind of kitchen knife that cooks, but the kind that cuts people." ”

The shopkeeper spread out his hands: "Cooking and cutting people are not the same thing!"

Liu Feng shook his head again and again: "It's not the same thing, the kind I want must have excellent materials, and it must be ......."

He rambled on a lot, and finally said that the shopkeeper was impatient: "I said guest officer, you shouldn't be here to smash the field, right?"

Liu Feng was a little angry: "Do you think I look like a smashing field?"

The shopkeeper had already sparked: "I told you that we don't make kitchen knives here!

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, at this time, a stern voice came.

"Xiao Ningzi, are you talking to guests like this? Stand down!"

Liu Feng raised his eyes and saw a tall and thin middle-aged man walking out from behind. He looked to be about forty years old, with a vicissitudes of life, a full beard, and a furrowed brow. Looking at the clumsy Liu Feng, the middle-aged man said apologetically: "Little brother, this guy is new, he doesn't speak well, he is offended, I hope you will forgive me." ”

Liu Feng waved his hand again and again: "It's okay, it's okay, it's none of his business, I didn't explain it myself." I want that kind of kitchen knife, which can not only chop melons and vegetables, but also can be used as a weapon. ”

The middle-aged man stared at Liu Feng: "This little brother, what is your surname?"

"Exempt, surnamed Liu. ”

The middle-aged man suddenly showed a smile: "You shouldn't be Liu Feng, the young master of Benleimen, right?"

Liu Feng looked at him in surprise: "How do you know?"

The middle-aged man's face softened: "You used a kitchen knife to repel the five disciples of the Broken Mountain Sect that day, and this matter has already spread. Little brother, you're very good!"

Liu Feng smiled embarrassedly: "I didn't expect you to know it! Alas, no, my two knives are broken, I want to find a new one." ”

The middle-aged man groaned, "Wait a minute. ”

He lifted the curtain and stepped into the back. After a while, he walked out with a cloth bag.

Liu Feng looked at him curiously: "This is?"

The middle-aged man smiled slightly, he slowly opened the cloth bag, and a golden light shot out from it. Liu Feng was dumbfounded: "This is ...... Kitchen knives!"

The middle-aged man laughed: "I didn't expect you to know this!"

Liu Feng said excitedly: "Back then, I was still a child in the Chef God Competition in Lulun Mountain City, so I didn't have the opportunity to participate at all. But I took a fancy to this kitchen knife at a glance, and I specially asked someone to copy two of them!" Finally, as if he remembered something, he raised his head and looked at the middle-aged man blankly.

"Aren't you the kitchen god Yi Yong back then?"

The middle-aged man nodded slightly. Liu Feng's mouth opened wide in shock.

"Yi Yong!

He was so happy that he was chattering like a finch.

"Oh! I knew you were Yi Yong, and I still ...... Oops, I'm so happy!"

Seeing him like this, Yi Yong just smiled faintly: "It's all back then, why are you mentioning this?"

Liu Feng asked curiously: "Back then, you won the top spot with a self-created dish, why didn't you come out after that?"

Yi Yong said meaningfully: "Because I can't support my family by cooking alone." ”

"Can't support a family?" Liu Feng frowned, "With your skills, wouldn't it be good to open a kitchen god restaurant or something!"

Yi Yong sighed lightly: "It's just that simple." ”

Liu Feng asked, "What happened?"

Yi Yong said lightly: "I did open a kitchen god restaurant. It's just that in that place in Lulun Mountain City, there are too many forces involved, and I have an upright temperament, so I can't stand up. ”

Liu Feng immediately reacted: "You were threatened?"

Yi Yong smiled slightly, noncommittal. Liu Feng sighed again and again: "Alas, what a pity, it's a pity! Where did you go later?"

Yi Yong said: "Wandering, drinking, muddy. It wasn't until three years ago that I went to learn spiritual arts, and by the way, I learned a forging craft. Since then, he no longer holds a kitchen knife, but has changed his career to a spiritual weapon shop. ”

Liu Feng sighed, with a look of regret. Yi Yong continued: "So, when I heard that you used a kitchen knife to repel the people of the Broken Mountain Sect, I was really happy for you! ”

Liu Feng said sincerely: "Although I don't know what happened to you back then, if you want, my Liu Feng Restaurant welcomes you at any time." ”

Yi Yong shook his head: "I won't use cooking skills anymore." However, I can give you all the recipes I made in the past. Young man, I'm very optimistic about you, you have to do a good job!"

Liu Feng was at a loss: "This ...... This can work!"

Yi Yong smiled: "There is no more suitable than you!"

Liu Feng was flattered and took over the kitchen knife and recipe: "Then I'm welcome! Oh, it's so good, I can actually touch this real kitchen knife!"

Yi Yong looked at him with a smile, and that smile was full of bitterness.

Liu Fengle ran to Xiao Qingzhu's side: "Miss Xiao, look at it, the real kitchen knife!"

Xiao Qingzhu was holding a sword out of her mind, and was suddenly shouted by Liu Feng, which startled her: "What are you doing?"

"Look, Chef Knife!

"I know!" Xiao Qingzhu flicked the blade of the sword, "Look at you, come and help me pick a sword!"

"Oh!"

Only then did Liu Feng restrain his excitement a little, and looked at the sword with Xiao Qingzhu.

Yi Yong couldn't help but walk over and asked Xiao Qingzhu, "Girl, what kind of sword do you want?"

Xiao Qingzhu said lightly: "It's good that I can control it." She thought for a moment and pulled out her broken sword, "Look at this sword, I used it well before, but now I feel more and more inadequate, it seems to be much lighter." ”

Yi Yong picked up the short sword and weighed it, and then said in surprise: "Girl, you don't seem to be a thing in this world. ”

Xiao Qingzhu said with a smile: "Good eyesight! This is indeed the remnant sword of the Demon Domain." It's not common in the world, how do you see it?"

Yi Yong smiled slightly: "I won't tell you, when I was learning to forge swords, I worshipped a famous teacher. It's just that later due to personal reasons, I had to leave the teacher early, so that I became a half-ass. ”