Xin Lin took a closer look and determined that what his ancestor and grandson were wearing on his waist was indeed a kitchen knife, with a blade about half a finger wide, not polished with ordinary gray iron, but made of a special ore called Jinshi.

This kind of ore knife, Xin Lin had also seen it on Master Ji earlier, but it was just a boning knife.

There is only a small handful, and Master Ji will only use it to clean up the Xuanling Beasts above the third level, and he cherishes it very much on weekdays.

It is said that this kind of knife can be broken by blowing, and not only that, but it will not leave a trace of blood if it is peeled and boneless.

When Master Ji died, the boss was still in charge and used the golden stone knife to accompany Master Ji for the funeral.

At that time, Master Ji once mentioned that the golden stone knife was very difficult to build and was very valuable.

Only a master or above can have a golden stone knife.

It can be seen from this that the golden stone knife is very rare.

But the pair of ancestors and grandchildren in front of them actually have two golden stone knives each.

And a knife weighs at least 20 pounds.

The old man is just that, he is tall, with strong bones, and he walks with gusto, and at first glance he is a powerful warrior.

But that little ...... Two knives, a total of more than 40 catties, how can she summon it?

Xin Lin wondered, and couldn't help but look at the other party a few more times.

Fortunately, the grandparents and grandchildren have become accustomed to the attention from all around.

There are many warriors in Zixiao City, and there are also many people who wear weapons into the city.

However, there are not many people who use kitchen knives as weapons.

In the past, many people have noticed this pair of grandchildren.

"Selling steamed buns, Taoyao Pavilion's Lingshou peach buns, opening a big reward, not delicious and no money."

Just when Xin Lin had a large number of grandparents and grandchildren, he heard a shouting sound.

A few guys handed out buns along the street.

"Grandpa, there are buns in front, let's go and have a look."

The little girl was in a hurry along the way, and she was a bad mouthful, and along the way, she either disliked that the ingredients were not fresh, or she hated the craftsmanship of the gourmet master, and she was hungry.

I heard that there were buns to eat, so I hurriedly ran over.

Seeing this, the old man sighed.

"Taoyao Pavilion, isn't that Ji Lan's Spiritual Cuisine Pavilion? But I heard that he was unfortunately killed, how did his Lingfu Restaurant sell steamed buns? ”

The elder muttered.

For gourmet chefs, especially those who have become famous, gizmos such as pastries, most of them disdain to make them, and will leave them to the chef to make.

This is also why, when Emperor Longteng's birthday banquet earlier was to find a special gourmet master to make pastry buns, although the gourmet masters in the city wanted to take over, no one took over.

Industry is good at diligence, and absurdity is lazy.

Emperor Longteng's longevity bag, naturally, can't let the kitchen help, but you can do it yourself, and it is inevitably overkill, if you are not careful, you can't do it well, but it will cause trouble.

Therefore, this messenger will fall on Xin Lin's head in the end.

was also surprised, as well as Xin Lin.

Taoyao Pavilion sells steamed buns?

It turned out to be him.

Xin Lin's eyes were deep, she thought that the new bun shop came out of nowhere, but she didn't expect that it would be Taoyao Pavilion.

She also owns 30% of Taoyao Pavilion.

This matter was not mentioned by the boss earlier, after all, Taoyao Pavilion was doing business at night.

Needless to say, this matter must have something to do with the new chef, Yang Su.

Xin Lin smiled coldly in his heart, and walked forward with the pair of ancestors and grandchildren.

She wanted to see what was so good about the buns made by Yang Su.