When everyone heard this, they also looked at Ling Han, wondering if Ling Han would still make things difficult for that biao man. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Ling Han's sword skills made everyone dazzled, and naturally they were all impressed by Ling Han. Seeing that Ling Han did not bully the weak, but let the man go, he secretly admired it in his heart.

When the man heard this, he suddenly let out a "chuckle" in his heart, he didn't know what Ling Han wanted to do by himself, but at this time, no matter what Ling Han asked him to do, he had to do it, because the hero didn't suffer the immediate loss, and Lai Han also knew how to protect himself.

"What else does the young man have to order, please give me!" the biao man asked respectfully.

"That's it, that's it, what else does the young man command, just say!" the shopkeeper also nodded and said.

Ling Han said, "Do you still have beef here?"

The man immediately said: "Yes, yes, how much, how much, if the young man doesn't eat enough, I'll go get it!"

Ling Han shook his head and said, "I want to ask you if you still have raw beef here?"

The man's face was full of doubts: "Raw beef?"

The shopkeeper was shrewd, and took over: "Yes, don't say it's raw beef, Shaoxia just wants a whole cow now, and he can get it for Shaoxia below!"

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help laughing, but they thought that there was something wrong with the person who was laughing, and hurriedly suppressed their laughter, for fear that the shopkeeper would retaliate in the future.

Ling Han said: "What do I want a whole cow for?

When the shopkeeper heard this, he knew that his horse's fart had slapped on the horse's leg, so he hurriedly turned around and said to the man: "What are you still doing in a daze, hurry up and get a piece of beef for Shaoxia!"

The man came to his senses, hurried to the back kitchen, and in a moment, retrieved a large piece of bright red beef.

"Shaoxia, this is the cow killed this morning, this meat is still very fresh, Shaoxia goes back, whether it is braised or stewed, it is very delicious!" the shopkeeper squinted his eyes and said.

Ling Han glanced at the piece of beef, and also felt that the piece of beef was indeed very fresh, so he said, "That man, what seasoning do you have here?"

The man pointed to the front of the door, and saw that there were three of them, which showed that this immortal wine house is not only selling wine, but also that this man's cooking skills are reasonable. No wonder the rest of the taverns on this street have long since closed, and only here, there are still customers.

When Ling Han saw the wine disguise, he had a number in his heart, and said, "Take me into your back kitchen!"

When the man heard this, he was even more confused, and he didn't know what kind of medicine was being sold in the gourd of the young man in front of him. But the back kitchen is heavy, how can outsiders easily enter and exit, and he hesitated a little: "This young man, this back kitchen is ......" Although the man didn't finish speaking, Ling Han already knew that he didn't want to let himself in.

As soon as Ling Han wanted to speak, he heard the shopkeeper say: "What is light, the young man wants to go and see, so take the young man in!"

Because the shopkeeper thought, no matter what Ling Han wanted to do now, let him do it quickly, it was best to send Ling Han away smoothly, and then go back and study how to get this field back.

The man listened to the shopkeeper's reprimand, although he was very reluctant in his heart, he still bent down and stretched out his hand and said, "Young man, please!"

Ling Han said, "Lead the way ahead!" After hearing this, the man had to lead the way in front and took Ling Han into the back kitchen.

I saw that there was no one else in the kitchen at this time, but the floor of the board was all clean, and all kinds of spices were available.

Ling Han glanced at the man and couldn't help but ask, "Are you the chef here?"

Seeing that Ling Han's eyes were full of approval, the man said a little embarrassedly: "It's small!"

Ling Han nodded and said, "Not bad!"

Then, Ling Han walked to the spices, picked out a few spices, and said to the man, help me take out these spices!

Everyone was still talking about each other, and when they saw Ling Han coming back, they were all silent.

When the shopkeeper saw Ling Han coming back, he immediately greeted him and said, "Young man, are you still satisfied?"

Ling Han didn't answer, just nodded slightly.

Then, the man held a lot of bottles and cans, followed out, and stood beside Ling Han with an embarrassed face, like a little follower.

Ling Han said to the man, "Put it on the table first!"

The man obediently put the spice bottles on the table.

Ling Han took an empty plate, lifted the stone bun wine, sprinkled some wine, washed the empty plate, and then put the plate on the table.

Then I poured some of the spice bottles into an empty bowl.

Everyone saw that Ling Han's technique was quick, and although they didn't know what Ling Han was going to do, they all felt that Ling Han's movements were quick, as if they were doing this often.

The layman looks at the bustle, and the insider looks at the doorway. Only the biao-shaped man could see that Ling Han was mixing a seasoning, but the combination of this kind of seasoning was something that the man had never seen before.

After Ling Han finished preparing the seasoning, he put the piece of beef on the palm of his hand. Then he lifted the kitchen knife and chopped it towards the piece of beef in his hand.

Everyone couldn't help but be surprised, the beef itself has toughness, not like the tofu, not to mention that it is directly processed in the hand, even if it is cut on the cutting board, it is easy to hob, and if you are not careful, you will cut your own hands.

But Ling Han took out the knife very quickly, and everyone saw that the kitchen knife flew up and down as if it had not touched the beef, and after a while, they saw Ling Han put the kitchen knife down, and then put the piece of beef on the plate, just with a hand, a miracle appeared.

The beef that was originally a piece turned into thin slices, neatly stacked on the plate.

"Good!" an exclamation sounded, it was none other than the man in shape.

Ling Han used a kitchen knife just now, the man thought that Ling Han was just a hidden master, and when Ling Han cut the beef with a knife, the man understood that Ling Han was not only a martial arts master, but also a top master in cooking, so he couldn't help but let out a sigh, and at the same time, he felt that today was really an eye-opener.

After Ling Han finished cutting the plate of beef, he asked, "Shopkeeper, how much do you want to sell this plate of beef?"

The shopkeeper muttered: "Shaoxia is really joking again, this beef is not cooked yet, how can it be sold?"

Ling Han smiled: "You just have to say, if this plate of beef is cooked, how much silver can it be sold?"

The shopkeeper said: "If it is cooked, this beef must also be one and a half catties, about three taels of silver!"

Ling Han said: "Okay, friends, the little brother didn't bring a plate today, he can only borrow chickens to lay eggs, this plate of beef, the little brother wants to sell it for thirty taels of silver, I wonder if anyone is willing to pay?"

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but look at each other, it turned out that the young man wanted to sell this plate of raw beef. But everyone saw with their own eyes that Ling Han just cut the beef into thin slices and did not process it, can this raw meat really be eaten?

So everyone was silent, and no one dared to stand up and be the first to eat the crab.

Only the biao-shaped man knew that this Ling Han must be a senior in the kitchen, and when he lifted a pair of chopsticks, he said: "Young man, the little one is willing to pay thirty taels of silver!"

When the shopkeeper heard this, he immediately said, "Brother Biao, is your head broken? This plate of raw beef costs thirty taels? But you have half a month's salary!"

The biao-shaped man's saliva was already flowing out at this time, and he glanced at the shopkeeper and said: "What do you know? This young man's cooking skills are no longer comparable to me, he must be the queen of the kitchen god, and he can eat the works of the descendants of the kitchen god, even if he dies, it is worth it!"

When the shopkeeper heard this, he was speechless.

After hearing this, the other guests began to talk again.

"This young man is young, and the things he makes are not as good as Master Biao, is it really fake?"

"Maybe, you see his kitchen knife playing so slippery, maybe it's really the queen of the kitchen god!"

"Look at how thinly sliced that beef is, I want to taste it!"

"Your brain is also broken, thirty taels of silver, but you can't get it......"

"Shaoxia, I don't know if you can taste it next?" The man called Brother Biao was a little anxious.

Ling Han said: "You are the person in this store, how can I use the dishes in the store to sell to the people in the store, but if you want to taste it, you can try it!"

When Brother Biao heard this, he was overjoyed, and he actually forgot that Ling Han had just cleaned himself up, and happily picked up a piece of beef.

It's just that he didn't eat it directly, but held the piece of beef in front of his eyes, looked at it carefully, and saw that the beef slice was as thick and thin as white paper, crystal clear. After looking at it, Brother Biao couldn't help but be amazed, how could this sword skill be practiced overnight? And Ling Han, at such a young age, could actually have such cultivation, even if he had the guidance of a master, he had to be talented to have this achievement.

Everyone looked at Brother Biao and nodded all the time at the piece of beef, thinking that Brother Biao's brain was really broken, and they all thought in their hearts, what is so beautiful about this beef.

Brother Biao looked at it for a long time, and then dipped the piece of beef into the seasoning prepared by Ling Han, and the crystal clear beef was immediately dyed dark by the sauce.

Brother Biao didn't hesitate, and directly put the piece of beef into his mouth.

A coolness first filled the mouth.

Brother Biao couldn't help but be stunned, this beef had never been chilled with ice, how could it be so cold? But then he understood that it must have been Ling Han who used techniques such as Xuanbing Palm to calm this piece of beef in the process of cutting meat, and he couldn't help but admire Ling Han's cooking skills even more.

Brother Biao chewed hard, and the muscles on his cheeks bulged out exaggeratedly.

The tenderness of the beef and the abundant oil flowers slowly melted in Brother Biao's mouth and slowly slid into Brother Biao's throat. And the sauce just combines the greasy feeling of fat, and the sweetness really makes Brother Biao comfortable.

After eating this slice of beef, Brother Biao suddenly felt a feeling of wanting to cry, and inadvertently, a tear had hung on his rough face.

"What makes me cry? Is it the incomparable taste of this beef, or is it the young man's compassion?" Brother Biao was secretly thinking!

"Shaoxia, what makes me cry?" Brother Biao finally couldn't help but ask.