() Cha Ji has never seen a dragon, but Nian Bing has seen it, the green dragon Carodiris is a real dragon, no matter how profound Cha Ji's sword skills are in the summer, there is only an imaginary dragon shape and no real dragon essence, perhaps, Nian Bing's knife skills have not yet reached his level, but in grasping the essence of the dragon, he is already blue, so his ghost carving is alive, and the dragon is alive.

Carving doesn't necessarily take a long time to have the best performance, especially under the effect of ghost carving, Nian Bing's voice was full of cold arrogance, and the mantra finally appeared.

"The place where the ghost hand fell was shocking. It was as if at this moment, he was a ghost carving, and the blue light turned into a dragon and printed a winter melon cup.

"Carved into a hundred swirling waves. The blade of the knife flipped over, and the blue light continued to invade the jasper-like winter melon in front of him like waves.

"The work of God is here through the ages. "The knife technique has changed again, from delicate to wide-open, and each knife has brought up a deep ravine.

"The sword rises and the waning moon reflects the cold spring. The blue light suddenly emitted ten thousand brilliance, as if there was a crescent moon on the winter melon cup, the entire winter melon cup was completely rendered silvery-white, like a spring flowing down the blue light lightly moistened every corner of the winter melon cup, the miraculous knife technique was sublimated in an instant, and the faint dragon energy continued to rotate around the winter melon cup, and the blue light disappeared. Surrounding the winter melon cup is a white ice mist that has been dispersed for a long time, which makes the whole winter melon cup a little more mysterious.

The ghost carving is hidden, and Nian Bing's right hand is trembling slightly. Even he didn't know how many knives he had made from the previous carving, and the strength of his fingers and wrists had been shown to the limit, and he knew that for at least three days, his right hand would no longer be able to do anything. However, his mood at the moment is extremely happy. Because, he knew he had succeeded. Finally, he succeeded in touching the essence of the dragon pheasant dance, and found the feeling when the spirit and cooking skills are integrated, not only the dragon pheasant dance will enter the realm of Dacheng, but also his comprehension of cooking skills has also entered another realm.

Gasping slightly, Nian Bing looked at the winter melon cup in front of him, and the rotating plate gradually stopped. The ice mist also gradually faded, and everyone except Nian Bing himself and Zi Xiu showed a light of disappointment. Because, on the jasper-like winter melon cup, they only saw a staggered vertical and horizontal pattern of irregular lines, and around these lines, there was also white winter melon powder, the only peculiar thing was that on the edge above the winter melon cup, there was an extra protrusion on each of the three equal points, and no one knew how it was formed. But the protrusions were strange, and there was nothing strange about it. Compared to the gorgeous sword light, the result was obviously unsatisfactory, and even Zi Mengqing sat back in his place disappointed.

Nian Bing glanced at the winter melon cup expressionlessly, and took the rice next to him. Qing Shui controlled dry, he suddenly flicked his wrist, the wet rice in the bowl suddenly rushed into the air, the morning dew knife shot, instantly drew four knife shadows in the air, completely circled the rice into the knife light, the basin where the rice was put before was circled in the air, and all the rice re-entered the basin and made a crisp tinkling sound, and not a single grain of rice slipped through the net.

Pour out the rice and put it on the board, Nian Bing picked up a piece of cloth from the side and wrapped it around his right hand, and then tied the wrapped wrist tightly, this time, he took out the ghost carving with his left hand, it is the ghost carving from large to small in the third small knife, the blade is much smaller than the previous one, and the front end is only half a willow leaf wide, but unfortunately now I can't use my right hand, but the food in front of him still needs to continue to be done, left hand, this time, his target is rice, of course, even if he is strong, it is impossible to carve any tricks on the rice now, what he has to do is both simple and difficult, the knife flashed, and a grain of rice was re-picked into the iron basin, at this time, the rice is no longer the original oval, but has become a circle, on this pick to complete the task of carving the skills of the circle, if it is not for the amazing vision of everyone present, will inevitably think that he is doing useless work. Rice is very brittle, even after freezing is just as crisp, but, after freezing, although it is brittle, it will become much harder, Nian Bing wants this hard, the right hand has performed the dragon pheasant set dance, this time, his left hand is the brocade word virtual knife pick word trick, good at lettering the brocade word virtual is used to carve the circle is simple, the tip of the knife continues to pick out, each knife will pick out a grain of rice, as the knife light is getting faster and faster, the rice grains on the board are getting less and less, when the last grain of rice enters the basin, there is only a pile of crumbs left on the table. Nian Bing didn't throw away the crumbs, but carefully put them on a plate, and after finishing all this, a faint smile finally appeared on his face, looked at his wrapped right hand, and looked up at Zi Xiu.

Zi Xiu was still pressing the noodles and meat at this time, when Nian Bing looked up at him, he opened the lid of the pot on the side, and the rich aroma suddenly filled the entire kitchen, Zi Xiu took a deep breath, nodded a little self-absorbed, shook his left hand, took a big colander, copied it in the pot, and all the ingredients in it were all served, although this time it looked very simple, but Nian Bing's heart skipped a beat, this colander is by no means as simple as it seems on the surface, the first is the timing, the moment when the colander strikes is exactly the moment when the soup is boiling, and the colander looks like a little, in fact, it flashes seven times in a row, and changes the angle seven times in a row, so that all the ingredients in the soup are served, this colander fully reflects the exquisite cooking skills of the camel kitchen, Nian Bing asked himself that he could not do it.

Zi Xiu glanced up at Nian Bing, and said with a strange smile, "Boy, are you tired, I'll be fine right away, it seems that we are going to two extremes, I am simplifying, and you are simplifying the complex." Look closely. He turned the noodles on the board sideways, and then put the meat on the noodles, and everyone was surprised to find that the noodles that had been pressed before were exactly the same as the shape of the meat, and the meat fell on the noodles, and the bottom noodles could not be seen at all, and the meat did not protrude in the slightest. Zi Xiu pressed on the meat, the index finger of his right hand reached under the face, and the fingertips picked up. The pieces of dough and meat flew out of thin air. The noodles swirled in the air, Zi Xiu glanced at Nian Bing, and shouted in a deep voice, "Tear alive and crack the heavy eagle hand." "In this instant. His originally somewhat obscene appearance actually rose into a mighty aura, his hands reached out like lightning, and countless hand shadows appeared, and the cyan light appeared at the fingertips, and the sound of breaking silk sounded, and the dough sheet was divided into two from it, and the strange thing was that the toughness of the meat was not smaller than the dough at all, and after it was torn into two pieces, it was still the original overlapping appearance, and it could not change at all. Zi Xiu's movements did not pause, the two torn pieces of dough overlapped and tore again, the sound of breaking silk continued to sound, the combination of noodles and flesh and the continuous splitting of the dough sheets combined and then split and recombined. Seeing this, Nian Bing's face couldn't help but show a solemn look. He knew very well that Zi Xiu's previous method of kneading the dough and pressing the dough and pressing the meat must be very special, so he could reach the limit of the toughness of the dough and meat. If I'm not mistaken, the dough and flesh are now as tough as cloth. If you change yourself, you may not be able to tear it apart.

When Zi Xiu tore it nine times in a row, the dough sheet had become five hundred and twelve red and white dough filaments, he didn't continue to tear them off, his wrist turned and the dough silk quickly rotated together, like a twist, the red and white looked very eye-catching, Nian Bing secretly admired, just to distinguish the lines of the flesh silk is already very difficult. And Zi Xiu took the raw tearing and cracking heavy eagle hand to the limit, and from the very beginning of processing the meat and noodles, he had already used a special technique, in addition to the magical tearing technique, in the slow kneading process also played an effect that was not inferior to his own staggered hands.

The dough is rolled into a ball. The blue light on Zi Xiu's hand suddenly flourished, both hands moved at the same time, from the two ends of the face to the middle, so that one after another finger prints appeared on the face silk, when the face silk was covered with finger prints, he tore it again, this time, the texture changed, a strange scene appeared, each face silk turned into a piece of white and a piece of red, the meat silk and the face silk seemed to stick together, when he tore it nine more times, he grabbed the end of the face silk in his hand, came to the pot, his right hand poked out from the back of the waist, and a short cyan blade with the same cyan as Zi Qingmeng appeared.

Of course, Nian Bing knew what Zi Xiu was about to perform, and couldn't help but widen his eyes, Zi Xiu's movements were very slow, and the blade slowly moved forward, stopping an inch away from the face, "Cui Curtain Duan Condensation" Four words word by word, from the first emerald word exit, his wrist began to tremble rhythmically, when the last condensation sounded, the knife suddenly changed back to a static state, but at this moment, everyone clearly felt that the knife was alive, the piercing scream burst out from the knife body, the original knife suddenly turned into thousands of handles, the blue light scattered like an explosion, completely swallowing the face in front of it, the biggest feature of the emerald curtain end condensation is on a condensation word, from static to moving, what you want is an instant explosion. The noodles were put into the pot, Zi Xiu covered the pot, the short blade in his hand was inserted into the board in front of him, and his eyes looked at Nian Bing, "The key to the end of the green curtain is the condensation, and the biggest feature of this knife method is a fast word." Even your dragon and goose dance can't be faster than me, and the characteristics of the dragon and goose dance are in a dance word, the dance is spiritual, and the green curtain is indeed not as good as the dragon and the goose dance, there is a gap in spirituality, and finally, we have to compare the taste. As he spoke, he reopened the lid of the pot, flicked it a few times with his chopsticks, and quickly added more than a dozen kinds of spices, and continued, "I still need to cook this side for a while, and now it's up to you." ”

Nian Bing nodded to Zi Xiu, although his right hand still couldn't exert its original agility, but at least it was no longer trembling, and he took the tofu prepared in advance, this time, he was very slow to take out the knife, carefully cut the tofu into small pieces of one inch square, and couldn't use the right hand of the knife to cut over the tofu, the soft tofu suddenly turned into a hard tofu block, everything was ready, what was needed now was the final processing, Nian Bing came to the iron pot on the fire, and with a wave of the Aotian knife in his hand, a knife qi flew out, bringing up and falling the lid connected with the pot body, and the rich aroma came out with the steaming heat, The aroma of chicken, shiitake mushrooms, abalone and shark fin has been perfectly integrated in the process of stewing, Nian Bing smiled slightly, and also used a colander to bring out the ingredients in the pot, but the camel kitchen Zixiu only used one spoonful, but he used three spoons to sweep away all the residue in the pot. The round ice rice was put into the pot, muttering a few incantations, and his right hand that could not be used was directly attached to the scorching pot body, and when the hand was connected with the pot, the whole palm turned completely purple, which was the effect of the purple flame technique.

In an instant, the soup in the pot tumbled violently, with the round ice rice constantly churning, Nian Bing took a pair of chopsticks with his left hand, looked up and smiled at Zi Xiu, reached out to the top of the pot, the chopsticks entered the pot, stirred slightly, his hand was very rhythmic, gradually, under the action of Nian Bing's stable left hand, the water surface began to appear vortex, and the original boiling was gone, the right hand continued to heat, the left hand was still constantly rotating, the soup that had already exceeded the boiling point was no longer boiling, the bead-shaped rice was evenly scattered in every corner of the pot, and it was rotating rapidly with the vortex, Nian Bing's left hand had a flame at this timeto keep out the scorching water vapor around it.

Zi Xiu's whole body was shocked, and he said with some shock, "The Xuanyu hand of breaking water and protecting the face, it shouldn't be the flame hand of breaking the water and protecting the face, when did Cha Ji even learn this trick." ”

Nian Bing's hand kept moving, raised his head and smiled, "This is not what the master taught me, in fact, I just have a way to learn, I haven't been able to comprehend the real rhythm of the water and face preservation Xuanyu hand, but the effect of this is much better than direct cooking, and it can make the heating more even." It takes about half an hour to make the rice completely soften into porridge, but under the heating of Ziyanshu, Nian Bing only took a quarter of the time to achieve his goal, the chopsticks rose from the water, he put the tofu into the pot, took the green bamboo shoots from the materials prepared on the side, and under the rapid swing of the Aotian knife, the green bamboo shoots turned into small green dices and entered the pot, Nian Bing put his hands on the iron pot, and his hands were heated rapidly using the Ziyan Technique at the same time.

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