Song Lanjiang and Drew didn't talk for long, and Drew left to deliver food to Mr. Wu, the chief shopkeeper of the tavern.

Song Lanjiang had nothing to do, thinking about the little baby girl in his heart, and didn't know if Aisha could take care of the little baby girl, but after thinking about it, Aisha and her entourage must be more elaborate than herself, and on the first day of help, it was really not good to look left and right, so I could only see Drew again and let him see if he could help him pass on Aisha, and ask if the little baby girl was good.

Suppressing the longing for the little baby girl in his heart, Song Lanjiang had to believe that Aisha would take care of it with her heart.

To Song Lanjiang's great surprise, it didn't take long for Master Xiliang to find someone to call Song Lanjiang to the back kitchen to meet him.

Song Lanjiang entered the back kitchen, and saw that the back kitchen was bright and tidy, the pots and pans were placed in an orderly manner, there was a row of iron hooks on the wall, on which were hung all kinds of cut pieces of beef and mutton, the stove in the middle was polished, and the basket of vegetables next to it was washed clean with a little drop of water.

Master Xiliang was directing the kitchen to cut vegetables, and when he saw Song Lanjiang coming in, he explained a few words to the assistant cook, and then walked in front of Song Lanjiang.

"You're not bad. Master Xiliang was tall and said these three words with a cold face, so that Song Lanjiang didn't know whether it was good or bad.

"Hmm. Song Lanjiang felt that no matter whether it was good or bad, he should respect Master Xiliang for the sake of food.

"You'll be sharpening your knives over there in a moment. Chef Kira gestured to the corner of the kitchen.

"Good. "Song Lanjiang has never refused to work, being a thief is not because he is lazy, but because there is no place for him to do work.

"Someone will teach you. After speaking, Master Xiliang turned around and left, and continued to direct the kitchen to help the cooks work.

Song Lanjiang walked to the corner of the kitchen according to Master Xiliang's words, and there were two huge whetstones on the ground here, a bucket filled with water, and a Mazha on the side.

Looking at the objects on the ground, Song Lanjiang didn't know why, but when he thought of Master Xiliang's arrangement, he put his mind at ease, sat on the maza, and waited quietly.

Sure enough, it didn't take much effort, and he saw an old man in a dark gray coat walking over with his hands behind his back, and when he saw Song Lanjiang sitting on the maza, he was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile, "Little brother, you are the one arranged by Master Xiliang to sharpen the knife." ”

When Song Lanjiang was eating, he had never seen this old man, the old man was in his fifties, an outsider, with gray hair, although his face was ruddy but mottled, his eyes were not squinted into a slit, and the most eye-catching thing about the old man was his hands, each joint was very thick.

"Yes. Song Lanjiang stood up and nodded back.

"Hehe, little brother can call me Lao Xu in the future. Lao Xu smiled with his hands behind his back.

After Lao Xu finished speaking, he beckoned to the cook, and saw four cooks carrying two large buckets and walking over with difficulty.

The bucket was put in front of Song Lanjiang, and Song Lanjiang looked down to see that inside the eight large wooden barrels, there were all kinds of kitchen knives erected.

Seeing that Song Lanjiang was puzzled, Lao Xu pointed to Master Xiliang.

Following Lao Xu's hand, Song stopped the river and looked, and saw the kitchen assistant working under Master Xiliang, cutting vegetables with various knives, chopping meat, and helping the kitchen with a knife no more than a hundred times, so he put the kitchen knife into the wooden barrel next to him, and then replaced it with a new kitchen knife from another wooden barrel next to him.

"This is the rule set by Chef Kira's back kitchen. After Lao Xu finished speaking, he didn't explain more.

Thinking about the delicious food, Song Lanjiang thought that there would definitely be a different method, expressed his deep understanding, and nodded.

Lao Xu pulled a handful of Maza, sat next to Song Lanjiang, took out a kitchen knife from the bucket, filled a palm of water from the bucket with his right hand, brushed it on the whetstone with the palm of his hand, and the water was evenly coated on the whetstone.

"When you sharpen a knife with a whetstone, you're actually reinventing a blade. Lao Xu lifted the kitchen knife, focused his eyes, then held the handle with his right hand, pinched the blade with his left thumb and index finger, and gently placed it on the sharpening knife, leaving only a little distance.

Lao Xu's hand was very steady, and he saw that he pushed the blade forward with both hands, and then pulled back again, pushing and pulling, Lao Xu's knife surface on both sides was repeated six times, and then put it in a bucket to clean, and the cleaned kitchen knife was dried with a white cloth and put into an empty wooden bucket.

"Isn't it very simple to watch?" said Lao Xu after sharpening a knife.

Shaking his head, Song Lanjiang practiced knife skills, although he didn't know how to sharpen knives, but things about knives would not be so simple, even if it was a kitchen knife.

"It's quite steady, this sharpening of the knife, you have to feel the truth of the knife, follow the knife trend, people should pay attention to the middle and peace, the heart is calm and steady, and the blade and hands go with the knife, and the reverse blade knife should follow the hands. ”

After Lao Xu finished speaking, he looked at Song Lanjiang with a serious face, and then said, "If the sharpening force is not right, the blade will be curled, and some people look at the sharpness of the blade, but the blade is different in thickness and thickness, but it is a blunt knife." ”

Listening carefully to what Lao Xu said, Song Lanjiang nodded from time to time.

Lao Xu looked at Song Lanjiang's sincere and honest face, smiled and said again, "In the end, it is strength, use a knife to reach the blade." ”

Song Lanjiang didn't understand after listening to it, and repeated unintentionally, "Lida Blade?"

With a smile, Lao Xu took out a fragrant pear from the vegetable basket and put it in his left hand, and with his right hand took out the kitchen knife that had just been sharpened from the knife bucket, and then said, "Little brother, look at it." ”

Song Lanjiang saw Lao Xu holding the knife in his right hand, raised it high, and did not hesitate to cut the fragrant pear in the palm of his left hand.

Lao Xu handed Song Lanjiang half of the fragrant pear, and then ate the other half by himself and said, "Lao Xu, I have been sharpening the knife for more than ten years before I learned to reach the blade." ”

Song Lanjiang also took a bite of the sweet and juicy pear, and then put the rest into his mouth and took a few bites and swallowed it, thinking that every time he used the knife, he used brute force, and then looked at Lao Xu's use of the knife, and couldn't help but have a strong interest in sharpening the knife.

At this time, Song Lanjiang couldn't wait to start his new work.

The Mingzhou city of the Central Plains has always been a place where soldiers must fight, so the state pastor is stationed here with heavy troops, checking pedestrians, and is responsible for cutting off the grass on the nearby mountain, because this is the only way to go north to the capital, the official road is very strict, from here to the west out of the city gate, you can go to the Songshan in the five mountains.

Thirty miles south of Mingzhou City is Mingzhou Town, the town is not big, but it is located next to the Central Plains Post Road, the guests from the south to the north have slowly made this place prosperous, and even made the local population here very small, and there are people in a hurry everywhere.

The most famous place in Mingzhou Town is the Welcome Building, where the celebrities and gentlemen who come to settle here often inscribe plaques and write poems, leaving a lot of works that make them proud.

There is a hexagram stall not far from the entrance of the welcome building, there are sign holders, copper coins, paper, ink, pen and inkstone on the table, and a banner is erected on the side, which reads "Iron Mouth Divine Appearance".

At the end of the hexagram stall, a scholar sat with a goatee and looked at a young man in white opposite.

"Liu Banxian, your old man, please save me. The young man in white said to Xiangshi with an anxious cry.