A moment ago, he thought that the kid was just a young man who didn't know bullshit, but in the blink of an eye, the old hen actually became a phoenix.

Whoever comes in place has to be surprised.

"What am I doing to you? I saw it with my own eyes. The guy surnamed Song was a little dissatisfied.

Even so, Lao Lin was still a little incredulous.

You know, the shredded radish in his hand is a few points better than he cut.

Although he is also a master who has been around the stove for more than ten years, Lao Lin knows in his heart that he can't cut the radish so evenly.

With a twist of thought, Lao Lin directly took a piece of lean pork and handed it to Xu Yang.

"Young man, please help me cut this piece of pork into dices. ”

Among the knife workers, dicing is one of the more troublesome ones.

From the piece to the strip, it can finally be made.

This process alone is a lot of trouble.

In addition, the meat of pork is softer, and if you want to cut it into diced meat, it is more challenging than cutting shredded radish.

Xu Yang glanced at the other party, and without saying a word, he directly picked up the piece of pork, brushed and cut it.

The other party wanted to test him, but Xu Yang was not stage frightened.

Isn't it just a diced piece of meat?

If it was left at the moment when he had just crossed over, Xu Yang might still have some scruples.

After all, he is a newcomer and doesn't know the depth of the other party.

But now, Xu Yang has the most basic understanding of this world.

In addition, after practicing basic knife skills, his knife skills are much better than before.

Now, if he is still afraid of the assessment of an indigenous chef.

That Xu Yang simply found a piece of tofu and killed it and pulled it down.

So under the gaze of that old Lin, the piece of lean pork in Xu Yang's hand quickly became a piece, and then became a strip.

At the end, there was a stack of diced meat neatly arranged on the board.

At this time, Lao Lin was already dumbfounded.

The stack of diced meat on the board is boxy, horizontal and vertical, and each piece is nearly the same size.

It's like cutting it with a ruler.

Tsk, this knife work is also old Song Neng......

No, it is estimated that even Lao Song may not be able to do it.

No, when he turned his gaze to Lao Song, he saw Lao Song shaking his head at him with a wry smile.

Damn, this is really the back waves of the Yangtze River pushing the front waves, and the front waves die on the beach.

"Little brother, why don't you go to the front to help?" said Lao Lin with a proud face.

Before Miss Zhao brought such a hairy boy over to take charge of the spoon, they were naturally very resistant in their hearts.

After all, this birthday banquet was cooked by them, and if something went wrong with this kid, it would smash their intoxicating signboard.

But now, this kid is so good at knife work.

It also proves from the side that this kid really has a few brushes.

In this way, they will no longer dare to ignore each other's existence.

It's a pity that Xu Yang doesn't want to compete with these guys at all.

He shook his head directly and rejected the other party's offer.

Seeing this, the guy surnamed Lin immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

They were invited by the Zhao family to be the head chef, but they let a hairy boy who didn't know the origin of the spoon, if this matter spreads, others may think that they are drunk and live in no one.

Of course, Xu Yang also made it clear to them that he would not be involved in the matter of being in charge.

However, he had to help Miss Zhao cook a birthday dish, so let them stop bothering him with trivial things.

Lao Lin was very happy to agree on behalf of the chefs of the Drunken Habitat.

I didn't plan to ask this kid to help do anything, and just now I asked him to cut shredded turnips, which was purely prevarication.

At this point, Xu Yang, who originally planned to be the chef of the birthday banquet, carried a stove with a fire, hid in the corner of the kitchen, and went about his own business.

On the other side, Zhao Qianru was looking out of the gate with some anxiety.

Seeing that the time for birthday worship is approaching, her father, who is the eldest son, is still nowhere to be seen.

If it weren't for her father, Zhao Qianru would have to open her mouth to scold.

Before going out, she said that she would come back yesterday at the latest, but it had been a day since the deadline at the latest, but she hadn't seen her father's figure yet.

Just when Zhao Qianru was in a hurry at the gate, there was an uproar in front of the mountain gate of Canglong Gate.

Because at this time, outside the mountain gate, there was a group of disciples of the Canglong Gate, carrying two stretchers, hurrying towards the mountain gate.

"Deacon Qiu, what's wrong with you?" someone recognized Deacon Qiu Dalongqiu who was running at the front.

It's a pity that Qiu Dalong, who was covered in blood, ignored the existence of the other party at all.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he shouted directly: "Get out of the way, please get out of the way quickly!"

With a bang, those Canglongmen disciples standing in front of the mountain gate quickly got out of the way.

Qiu Dalong didn't stop at all, and quickly walked through the crowd with those guys carrying stretchers.

"I grabbed it, and on the stretcher in front of me was Tian Zhenguang from the Wubei Hall. A sharp-eyed guy exclaimed.

Before his words fell, another louder exclamation rang out again: "I'm Di Niang, lying on the stretcher in the back, it seems to be Elder Zhao of our Wubei Hall!"

"What's going on? Are they all hurt?"

"Damn, Elder Zhao is a first-class and mid-grade master, who can hurt him?"

The exclamation at the gate of the mountain, it was louder than the other.

A moment later, the team carrying stretchers appeared outside the gate of the Zhao family's courtyard.

Zhao Qianru, who was looking forward to it, saw Qiu Dalong, who was covered in blood, with a team of stretchers appearing in front of him.

Zhao Qianru was stunned at first.

But in the next second, her face immediately became extremely pale.

Because at this time, she failed to find her father in this embarrassed team.

You must know that six days ago, her father took Qiu Dalong and others out to run errands.

"Mound ...... Uncle Qiu, where is my father?" Zhao Qianru held the door with her hand, and she trembled a little.

It's a pity that Zhao Qianru didn't get the answer in the first time.

Seeing Qiu Dalong's chapped lips, he said a little anxiously: "Qianru, is Master Xu inside?"

I ran to the council hall just now, so that I didn't see Xu Shuqing's figure, and even the other elders didn't see a single one.

It is said that they have all come to pay homage to Old Man Zhao, and Qiu Dalong can only hurry here with his men and horses.

"Yes, Master Xu is in the hall. Zhao Qianru, who was pale, hurriedly replied.

Qiu Dalong didn't say a word, and directly raised his legs and broke into the gate.

"Elder Zhao was accidentally poisoned and is now lying unconscious on a stretcher. Qiu Dalong in a hurry, the person had already stepped through the gate, but his voice came back.

Hearing this bad news, Zhao Qianru, who was holding the door with her hand, softened her whole person.

Moments later, however, she struggled from the ground, and staggered down the hall.