The thief who was about to chop vegetables almost cried immediately.

Obviously placed next to it, the dragon head knife that was ready to humiliate Huang Bingyi disappeared!

The chopping action was deflected, and he stabbed himself in the finger.

Suddenly, the blood escapes and seeps into the vegetables.

The red color is shocking, and many people scream in unison!

"Oh, is this the chef? cut your own hand!"

"The heart is too bad, look at Huang Bingyi, I don't even look at it, I'm still making noodles!"

"All cats and dogs are here to challenge, no, it should be mice, garbage!"

Soon, the people standing around woke up and spoke of contempt for his embarrassment.

"Humph!"

The sharp-beaked monkey snorted coldly, his face full of anger, knowing that the day was over.

Shake off the kitchen knife, don't play, and walk away.

The dishes are bloody, and people are already tired of it, and no matter how it tastes, he has been defeated.

There is no point in comparing it any further!

Leng Yi didn't expect that he suddenly took away the dragon head knife, which directly led to Huang Bingyi's victory.

Shaking his head, he walked to the big copper pot and looked at Huang Bingyi's knife skills.

At this moment, the water inside boiled, and the heat rose to a height of one meter, scorching hot.

He picked up the dough and waved the knife in his hand.

The wind was whistling, and I couldn't see the speed at which my hand was waving. I saw thin noodles, as if carried by a hurricane, flying into the sky, converging into a dragon shape, and falling into a large copper pot.

And that's not all, his movements are still the same, and his speed is at the limit.

White noodles continue to fly, converging into various shapes, and landing in a large copper pot.

"You're good at it, you're very appreciative, and it seems that the chef isn't as bad as I thought!"

Leng Yi looked very yearning, knowing that he was very good, and he was a lot more relieved.

Smelling the smell of the pot, the aroma is strong, and I still feel hungry after eating the chef's food.

Would love to taste it.

"It turned out that the benefactor came, and the carving insect skill was not able to ascend to the hall of elegance! It was not as good as the benefactor Qihuang Holy Hand, and healed the injury in a blink of an eye. ”

When he saw that it was Leng Yi, Huang Bingyi's slightly obese face had a faint smile and said politely.

The movements in his hands were non-stop, and the terrifying knife skills were jaw-dropping, and his eyes didn't dare to blink.

It's just that in Leng Yi's eyes, the speed can be a few points faster.

A smile appeared on his face and said:

"We are different in nature, you want people to be fed, and I want people to continue to live. You said, "I'll learn it!"

He told him the purpose of the trip, lest he forget and refuse to admit it.

Thinking of Zhang Heng's debts, he had to stare at him to avoid accidents.

Huang Bingyi's eyes fell on his eyes and said:

"Don't worry, I'm a generation of kitchen gods, and my words count. It's just that I want to see the dragon head knife again, it's my family heirloom. ”

Sure enough, another moth came out and put forward other requirements, which were not as pleasant as the previous task.

The corners of Leng Yi's mouth couldn't help but float with a faint mockery, and said:

"You're asking a lot, do you think I'm easy to talk to?

He has anger in his heart, he saved his life, and he wants to move forward?

Is he really a clay man?

Clay figurines also have three points of fire!

In a word, it contains the smell of gunpowder, which attracted the attention of a young man and a woman behind Huang Bingyi.

"Damn, who is this, dare to threaten Huang Chushen?"

"Cut, he really doesn't know how powerful the kitchen god is, his knife skills are terrifying, and he can unload all the flesh of people!"

"I don't know whether I live or die, this kind of person should be taught a lesson. You can't accept disciples like this!"

The surrounding audience saw that the challenger with thief eyebrows and rat eyes left, and their attention was on Huang Bingyi.

Hearing Leng Yi's unkind words, they all fell angrily.

In their hearts, Huang Bingyi of the restaurant represents the pinnacle of culinary skills and is irreplaceable.

In the large copper pot, there are noodles that have just been put into the pot, and I want to taste the taste.

"The benefactor misunderstood, I will teach you cooking skills from today. My dream is to get back the dragon head knife! What is the competition, I am a chef, you are a doctor, you are not a butcher, where do you come from?"

Huang Bingyi seemed to feel Leng Yi's anger and was stunned.

Or maybe they have other plans and are ready to do something else.

"That's good, I've got to try it first, don't learn a bad cook!"

Leng Yi's expression slowed slightly, and his gaze fell on the noodles in the big copper pot.

At this moment, I realized that there was an even more magical scene inside, what shape he had just fallen, and what shape he still was.

Even if the boiling water is churning, it still doesn't change.

This is another change that others can't feel, and he can't help but show a satisfied attitude.

Since the technology can, give him a reward.

"Cook!"

Huang Bingyi suddenly roared, and a man and a woman in a white chef's uniform behind him didn't have time to despise Leng Yi, so he immediately took eighteen large bowls and placed them on the table.

With his roar, his palms slapped on the outside of the large copper pot.

Inside, a ball of dough with a little soup fell into large bowls.

Huang Bingyi didn't wait for the noodles to be implemented, and coriander and beef had already appeared in his right hand.

Brush Brush Brush ......

The knife technique is like a mountain, and it is quickly skimmed.

Minced coriander, beef slices, slide into the soup. Just about to splash the soup, it was pressed down instantly, and nothing spilled out.

Such a sight is commendable.

"Cow! That's cooking!"

Not to mention anything else, just this hand, there are no hundreds of exercises, don't want to grasp the timing so accurately.

clapped his hands, then picked up a bowl and ate it unceremoniously.

He has never been a picky eater, and he has never forgotten it since he ate the food of the chef of the Su Liuxing family.

At this moment, when I eat a bowl of noodles, I feel like I have eaten all my tongue.

A bowl, in less than a minute, all eaten.

The remaining fifteen bowls were divided among the others.

The remaining two bowls, one male and one female, were directly divided.

"Food, of course, is to share with everyone, so that it can be happier! Thank you, thank you!"

Huang Bingyi clasped his hands into fists, smiled all over his face, and saluted everyone.

At this moment, on the table where the big bowl had just been placed, a golden dragon head knife appeared and was inserted into it.

"Dragon's Head Knife!"

Everyone at the scene quickly focused on the knife and couldn't take their eyes off it.

Whether it is sharp or exaggerated, it makes many people feel greedy.

Huang Bingyi grabbed it, his face was full of memories, and he carefully stroked every inch of the lines on it.

It's like a wife who has been separated for many years, unable to forget and give up.

"How can it appear out of thin air, is it possible that the dragon head knife also has feelings?"

"Haha, I don't think so, it's Huang Bingyi who has some wonderful knife skills, right?"

"Fart, I think the other party lost, so I deliberately left it. ”

Among all kinds of conjectures, Leng Yi nodded at Huang Bingyi.

That's a reward for him, cooking is not easy.

Seeing Leng Yi's gesture, Huang Bingyi was shocked, and then, as if the memories were over, he gently put down the dragon head knife and said:

"May you have a good master and play a powerful role!"

The words fell, as if entrusted, he took a deep look at Leng Yi and strode towards the hotel.

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