Zhou Zhou is also hesitating.

No wonder Qin Jian will lose to the Jingbian family, I'm afraid that strength is only one aspect, and the Jingbian family's variety of ways of playing is really a headache.

You don't need to make a move to know that the difficulty of 'difficult to cross the Nine Heavens' is not something that can be dealt with a good sword skill.

The knife skills of the second person in the well should be about the special level, but he can't stand the hundreds of thousands of times he has practiced, and he still has a kitchen knife in his hand that has been cultivated since he was a child and handmade by the family knife refining master.

After the round of competition just now, Zhou Zhou has already judged the sharpness of the opponent's knife, which is worthy of being a kitchen weapon for a lifetime!

"Hmph, what kind of skill is it to fight with a sharp weapon?"

Qin Jian said dissatisfiedly: "As far as I know, your 'Blue Moon' was created by the family knife refining master with a secret recipe, and it took more than 20 years to become a cultivator, and with this knife competition, you can almost ignore the gap between rice paper and tofu."

The competition, first of all, is a fair comparison, if you really want to compare, do you have the ability to use the same knife as Master Zhou? ”

At this time, not only Qin Jian, but also the old man Zhang Zhouxuan was also depressed, and the chef of Huaxia actually fell behind on the kitchen knife, what is this called?

In fact, when it comes to smelting iron and smelting knives, there are many masters in Chinese history, and when Ou Yezi smelted the world's famous sword, I am afraid that the Japanese were still learning monkey climbing.

It's a pity that after entering the modern society, let alone refining knives and swords, even fruit knives can't exceed a certain standard, otherwise it's illegal! In this environment, the inheritance was almost severed, and the Japanese took over.

Facing Qin Jian's question, Eibe Jilang smiled slightly: "I'm sorry, the tradition of the Ibbe family is to raise a knife for a lifetime, otherwise you wouldn't be a qualified chef."

Therefore, this 'Blue Moon' is already a part of my body and cannot be given up.

Of course, I don't want to force Zhou Sang.

If Zhou Sang is afraid that my knife is too sharp, you can withdraw from the game now, and the result is still considered Zhou Sang's victory.

Zhou Sang, are you going to quit the game? ”

"Quit, quit, Zhouzhou, this little devil is very cunning, don't you fall for his agitation!"

Su Rou quietly pulled the sleeve of next Zhou Zhou: "You are the senior judge of 'Three Meals a Day', even if you lose to the Huaxia chef, you must not lose to a little devil!" ”

Zhou Zhou's heart moved, and a familiar system text appeared in front of him, 'A new food bond relationship has appeared: the object of bonding, Su Rou, CEO of Su's Baikang Catering Group.

Tether Effect: Can't lose.

When the fetters are present, the host will receive a corresponding cooking improvement regardless of the form of fighting dishes, and must not lose to the opponent! ’

Zhou Zhou looked at Su Rou with a strange gaze, with the blessing of this buff beauty, the ordinary kitchen knife he used just now suddenly had some kind of mysterious connection with him, and it was integrated with his spirit, as if it were one!

At this moment, I am the knife, and the knife is me!

Su Rou's face was red when he saw it, and her heart suddenly hit her like a deer, and she said that this stupid boy is not stupid, and finally knows that this girl is better than your Chen girl?

Seeing Su Rou's expression when he saw Zhou Zhou, he felt indescribable jealousy in his heart, and said loudly: "Master Zhou, can we start the competition?" ”

Zhou Zhou glanced at Erjilang by the well, nodded slightly, and said, "Mr. Erjilang, you can start, you invite first." ”

"Haha, I knew that Zhou Sang was a chef who truly pursued 'Dao', and he would definitely not refuse such an interesting competition......"

The second time on the well laughed, as if he had won the battle, and when the words fell, he drew his knife in his hand, and the 'Blue Moon' turned into a blue lightning and slashed towards the bean covered under the nine-layer rice paper......

"Sure enough, it's a good knife skill, it seems that everyone in the Jingbian family is not simple!"

Old man Zhang Zhouxuan's eyes followed the knife and he could see it clearly.

The kitchen knife of the wellside family really lives up to its name, this 'Blue Moon' is simply the sky and dragon slaying in the kitchen knife, and it easily cuts through the nine layers of rice paper and smoothly cuts into the bean square.

If the knife is not sharp enough, the chef will definitely retract his strength at the moment when he breaks through the nine layers of rice paper and touches the bean square, and the kitchen knife will have an extremely short pause.

Unless it is the divine chef in the Tibetan capital, who has already reached the realm of the unity of man and sword, and has a subtle control over the power, he will not be seen by people in this paused process.

Naturally, Jiro Inobe can't be compared with the senior kitchen god, but his knife path is like a bamboo, a horse and a flat river, and there is no stagnation, which is clearly a great advantage in the knife!

Under the gaze of everyone, Inobe Jiro quickly finished cutting, and with a turn of the knife, he opened the rice paper that had been cut into dry shreds on the top, revealing the dry shreds of uniform thickness below.

After removing the dried shreds, a cook holds up the rice paper under the beans for everyone to look at.

There was really no damage to these rice papers, but no matter how skilled Jiro Inobe was, he still inevitably left a knife mark on the rice paper.

After careful inspection, Old Man Zhang Zhouxuan and Wu Jiuyu announced: "There are three dried silk that are not up to standard. ”

"Hayi, thank you."

Jiro Inobe smiled proudly, he didn't expect that he was still playing at a super level.

When he was practicing this 'Nine Heavens' in Japan, his normal result was to cut off about five dried silks.

"Zhou Sang, it's your turn."

Jingbian glanced at the kitchen knife in Zhou Zhou's hand, shook his head slightly, and said, "If I were Zhou Sang, maybe I would consider sharpening this knife first." ”

"That's a good suggestion, just grind!"

Su Rou picked up a whetstone out of nowhere, and drilled to Zhou Zhou's side again: "Old Zhou, give me the knife, I'll sharpen it!" ”

Zhou Zhou was stunned, when will I become an old Zhou?

In fact, it's the same whether this knife is sharpened or not, but it's better not to tell Su Rou this kind of truth, how seriously people sharpen their knives, no matter how hard they say it, it's all a thought.

"Lao Zhou, take the knife!"

The beautiful CEO of the dignified Su's Baikang Group, in front of the public, bowed her head and sharpened the knife for Zhou Zhou three times before she was satisfied, and said sweetly when she sent the knife to Zhou Zhou: "You must win, I am optimistic about you!" ”

"Do your best."

Zhou Zhou smiled slightly, took the knife in his hand, and didn't look at the bean fang that had been covered with nine layers of rice paper on the cutting board, and with a slight flick of his wrist, the kitchen knife had been cut down.

What a fast knife!

What a knife!

Jiro Eibe is a good hand at playing with kitchen knives, but his feeling is the most sensitive, but he feels a chill in his heart, and the hairs on his body stand on end.

Knife gas!

This is not the so-called sword qi and knife qi in martial arts Xianxia, but the feeling that only a chef who has been accompanied by kitchen knives for half his life.

When a chef's knife skills cross a certain realm, if the knife is not out, it is already done, and once the knife is released, other chefs can feel a certain grandmaster temperament even if they are a few meters away from it.

The second time Ibi's face was dumbfounded, but there was a hint of joy in his heart.

I remember my father once told him that there is a kind of chef in this world, who can be called a god chef. The god chef comes out with a knife, and his own grandmaster is overwhelming.

Erlang, if you go to Huaxia this time, if you meet such a master, don't have the idea of competing with him, because you must lose in the end.

You have to report this matter to the family immediately, your brother has been waiting for such an opponent for a long time, and only when he meets a real opponent can Miburo break through again and become the top chef in our Great Japan!

Unexpectedly, now this person has actually been sent to the front by himself, isn't this the opponent that Miyaro has been longing for for a long time, my younger brother, the genius chef of the Great Japan Country, finally has a chance to break through again!

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There is basically no stir-fried food in Japan, and the Japanese either take boiling water and blanch the vegetables and mix them with various spices to eat, or make a teppanyaki or octopus balls and they can happily serve as a big meal, and take a shrimp and fry it in oil, which is actually called tempura......

Japan is most famous for its variety of sashimi, from the highly poisonous wild puffer fish to tuna and salmon, which has carried forward the culture of "kuan" that has been transmitted from China.

Therefore, the main way to evaluate the skill of a Japanese chef is to look at the skill of the knife.

This is also the reason why Zhou Zhou agreed to test his sword skills with Jingbian Jilang, you must compare yourself with African brothers to be a Buddha jumping over the wall, isn't that bullying? People have to know it, too!

In the eyes of Japanese chefs, the master chef on the stove is nothing at all, and what they value most is actually the master chef on the cutting board, and the Ibe family uses kitchen knives to pass on the family, even more so.

"How did he do it?"

may be too familiar with Zhou Zhou, but the old man Zhang Zhouxuan didn't feel any grandmaster sword energy.

However, as a diligent veteran and a national culinary master, he still has eyesight. I saw Zhou Zhou swing the kitchen knife and gently wrap around, and then smoothly cut the nine-layer rice paper, flattened the beans on all sides, and when the knife passed the rice paper, there was no pause!

"When did this ordinary kitchen knife become so sharp?

Or does Xiao Zhou's sword skills have reached the legendary grandmaster realm and are firmly above the national culinary masters? Although trapped by the lack of equipment, he still relied on the subtle control of the force, ignoring the force gap between the rice paper and the bean fang!

It turns out that I still underestimate him, this kid is definitely the top genius who was born out of nowhere!

Such a character...... Maybe it won't be long before a new chef will appear in Huaxia......"

Old man Zhang Zhouxuan looked at Zhou Zhou in disbelief, and the thoughts in his heart turned, both surprised and relieved...... He was right, and he didn't waste his time on X164 in vain!

In the flash of the knife, a strip of rice paper flew all over the sky, but it was wrapped in Zhouzhou with a knife and cleared directly.

"Thank you for sharpening the knife, the craftsmanship is really good."

Zhou Zhou put down the kitchen knife with a smile, gave Su Rou a grateful look, and then gently knocked on the cutting board, and the two beans suddenly turned into dried silks and scattered.

"Dao! Is this what my father and brother said......"

The first one to rush over was actually the second man in the well, this guy looked at the dried silk cut out by Zhou Zhou one by one, and kept muttering to himself: "Knife skills accurate to one-tenth of a millimeter?" I didn't cut a single ......

Brother...... No, Misajiro-sama, I found it, I finally found someone who can be your opponent! ”

"Zhou Sang, you are a real sword master, and being able to get your guidance is the greatest honor by the well!"

The second man on the side of the well had a straight face, walked to Zhou Zhou, knelt down, and made a big gift of throwing himself to the ground.

After three big salutes, the second time in the well stood up unsatisfied, and looked back at Su Rou, who was holding a mobile phone and making an OK gesture to him, there was no shame in his heart, but he was very proud.

In addition to his father and younger brother, this Master Zhou was the only sword master he had ever met; Even if he is a child of the wellside family, he still needs to bow down.

It is a great honor to be able to meet a sword master!

Zhou Zhou nodded: "So, I won?" ”

"Of course, Grandmaster Zhou, to be precise, I am not qualified to compete with you at all.

This time it is your guidance to the well, and from today onwards, the well should be considered half of your disciple......"

Japan is a super strong country, and the old-school wellbe family is even more so, and now Eibe Sanlang is sincerely worshipped, not to mention being a disciple of Zhouzhou, it is very honorable to be a dog!

"I'm sorry, I don't have a disciple like you, not even half."

Zhou Zhou shook his head, the Japanese are too troublesome, they are like beasts when they turn their faces, and they are like dogs when they lick you; Once given a chance, licking a dog can turn into a biting mad dog at any time.

"Now that I've won you, should Mr. Mitaro Inobe play next?"

The main purpose of this trip was to defeat Eibe Sanlang and avenge Qin Jian, and Zhou Zhou didn't want to waste time on Inobe Jiro.

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"The opportunity that my father said was really in Huaxia, but I didn't expect to meet a sword master who was younger than me in Xiangjiang."

A faint voice came from upstairs, and then there was a 'click' sound of a string of clogs hitting the stairs, and Zhou Zhou and the others raised their heads and saw a white figure.

"Misahiro, the pride of the Inabe family, the genius of the Great Japanese Chef!"

Even though he was an older brother, Jiro Inobe still looked at the white figure who was slowly walking down from the second floor with respectful eyes.

Looking at that young face, Inukai Jiro seemed to feel the scorching sun of the day and the Big Dipper in the night sky.

Even just seeing the corner of Misaburo Inobe's clothes fluttering at random made his heart excited, as if he felt the supreme glory.

"Qin Sang, I should thank you."

Jingbian Sanlang was actually very handsome, and even Su Rou couldn't help but be slightly stunned, but looking back at Zhouzhou, he still felt that 'Old Zhou' was more pleasing to the eye and more vivid.

It's not like this little day, it's beautiful and beautiful, but it's not really like a real person.

"I want to thank you for sending a very good opponent, who is likely to lose to me, but who is the kind of loser that I can learn from the fight......"

Mizuro Ibbe nodded to Qin Jian, saluted Old Man Zhang Zhouxuan, and smiled gently at Su Rou, but when he looked at Zhou Zhou, there seemed to be two cold glints in his eyes.

"Master Zhou, I don't know what you want to compare?

You're a guest from afar, I guess it's up to you to choose......"