The knife is completely black, but the blade with a thumb-wide surface carries a blade as thin as a cicada's wings, and under the light as bright as day, it quietly exudes a calm murderous aura!

No one will doubt that if this knife would definitely be a weapon to kill the enemy on the battlefield in ancient times, it would be a magnificent picture:

The bearded man of the second zhang, a blood-colored BMW, shouted at the enemy:

"Wow, yes, yes! Thief, take your life! ”

The horse galloped straight into the enemy's formation, and a large black thick back knife flew up and down, and the enemy's head flew everywhere like a watermelon, and the blood was all over the sky.

After a battle, he crossed the blade in his hand, stretched out his tongue and licked the blood of the blade, picked up the grand wine bowl at will, dried it all, looked up to the sky and smiled, and said:

"Zhuang is hungry for Hulu meat, laughing and thirsty for Hun blood!"

What a majesty, what a heroism!

If there is a sword soul, (there should be, everything has a spirit!) That's probably the place they want to go the most!

But now, this majestic and heroic knife is pinched by a little white hand that looks as delicate as a finger orchid, and it is not "hooping to cattle and sheep", facing three pots of green vegetables, the knife soul roared aggrievedly:

Please respect my origins!

Indeed, cutting vegetables with a big thick back knife, even the "melon-eating masses" are a little unbearable:

It's overkill and don't say it, just that little tender hand, one accidentally touched, and it can't be broken into a few knots!!

The most worried "melon-eating masses" have forgotten the embarrassing scene of nosebleeds just now, and rushed to the front of the case with a small glass heart, looking at the owner of the little tender hand with good eyes, and the worried emotions caused the secretion of adrenal hormones to exceed the vigorous male hormones secreted by the thalamus nucleus, and the habit of nosebleeds was cured. (The power of the spirit is infinitely dropped!) ）

Yunqi looked at the knife, but looked up at the camera and smiled charmingly, suddenly, her hand holding the knife turned smartly, and the heavy knife rotated in her hand, just as easily as people turning a bunch of keychains with their fingers, Lan Yi's heart was raised to his throat, and somehow the number of generations was confused in his mind:

Oops, Aunt Edi, be careful!

His "aunt" didn't care about her "nephew's" affectionate call at all, and the speed of rotation became faster and faster, but at an extreme point, it stopped suddenly, and the wrists of both hands did not pause at all, and the left hand reached into the basin, took the vegetables, hugged them, and docked, and cut them down with a thick-backed knife in the right hand on the top of the head of the vegetables.

I can't remember a cooking show where I saw a top chef demonstrating knife skills:

A pair of calm big hands, a knife of appropriate weight, a stack of potato chips of different sizes, cut down in an orderly manner, after the shredded potatoes are pulled out in cold water, the thickness is uniform, and the viewer can't help but be proud and proud:

Oooh oh! A national treasure!

However, when you have seen Hua Yunqi chopping vegetables, you will think that the title of "national treasure" is suitable for humans, and it is a little inappropriate for elves:

Not to mention the various pieces of vegetables cut out, no matter which part, no matter what ruler is used to measure, the size is exactly the same, but just the speed of the knife and the proficiency of the two-handed cooperation, so that the blue clothes and all the viewers are jaws fell and fell, closed and closed, but the voice was closed by spiritual power, and there was no sound.