"Whew..."

"So strong?"

It's too late, it's too soon.

Just a whisper...

A cold light flashed, and the two were stunned.

The cold light is the shovel wielded by the knife master, and only one knife is wielded. After that slash, the bull was already scarred.

"This seems to be the unique sword art of the Ouchi Imperial Dining Room?"

"It's the Cooks. ”

"That's... And who is he?"

"Shhhhh

Peony put her onion finger to Xia Xun's mouth and made an intimate silent gesture.

"Huh?" Xia Xun opened his eyes in confusion.

"Yes. Peony blinked affirmatively.

With a clear heart, a look can be worth a thousand words.

Xia Xun's question was affirmed in this silence.

Looking at that, the complete cow corpse that was stabbed by the void and cut out a thousand blood marks. Gradually, Xia Xun frowned, as if he had figured out something...

"Gollum..."

"Gollum..."

On the other side...

Bright red blood continued to seep out of the cracks on the cow's body, more and more...

It didn't take long for the clean flower steel stone ground to be soaked into a pool of red and bright blood. The serene bull's eyes were slightly closed on both sides of the yellow rune paper, as if they were asleep, and there was nothing unusual. It can be seen that the cold light of the knife did not bring it the slightest pain and consciousness.

It's already dead.

"Boom..."

"Knock knock..."

The blood flowed more than eighty percent, while the beef was still a little warm. The knife master quickly lifted the cut piece of meat from the cow's body and threw it into the large basin of water that had been prepared not far away...

The sound of thumping into the water burst with bright red blood. As pieces of flesh and blood were taken away, the horror of the knife just now gradually had a clear outline. Every piece of flesh and blood that was taken away by the knife master was a piece of flesh and bones connected to each other, and each piece had only one bone connected to a piece of refined flesh. Each incision position is the joint between the bones, impartial, no more, no less, just right. Beneath the flesh, the internal organs were intact, and not even a single knife mark was ever seen.

That, that is...

Where this shovel passes, the flesh is broken, and the dirty is collected, and the grasp is not bad.

This is the so-called, Ku Ding Cattle Solution!

And, the precision of this method can really only be described as terrifying. This is by no means something that ordinary people can have. This has nothing to do with the strength of one's own cultivation, but it is closely related to eyesight, hand power, and control.

Because it is a culinary art that has been practiced for many years...

"Whether a dish is good or not depends on the ingredients first. To make meat dishes, we must first pay attention to the freshness of the food! Cutting the meat with a knife, the blood will flow for seven or eight minutes, and the meat will immediately enter the water, and the meat will be the most tender. Within half a moment after slaughtering, go to the fishy pot, which has the freshest taste. ”

The knife master successively threw all the cut beef into a large basin of water, and used the handle of the knife to reach into it and stir. At the same time, he squinted with disdain, Xia Xun's smoldering small stove.

"Look, look, what kind of bullshit is this wild boy doing? Just go to the freezer and get two pig's trotters, and dare to say that you are making authentic braised pig's trotters... What a fucking shame!"

"If this can be called authentic, then those beggars in the north of the city can also be called delicacies of the mountains and seas as a local chicken..."

The blood was intense, wafting through the kitchen.

"Sasha..."

A slender hand quietly grasped the big hand and shook it...

Xia Xun was a little suspicious and turned his head to look.

But seeing that, Peony was looking at him with bright eyes, and a slight knowing smile appeared on her small mouth.

Cicada...

This smile represents reassurance. It means that don't take the knife master's nonsense to your heart. It can be seen that Peony is really familiar with the character of this knife master.

“......”

Xia Xun nodded, and also smiled, thinking that he would respond.

A faint affection, a faint touch, after the touch...

The two were never separated again.

It was the moment when the slender hand was about to let go and leave. The big hand suddenly exerted force, and the small hand was held in the opposite direction, in the palm of his hand, and firmly controlled.

Domineering, tough, can't help but say ...

"Plop~Plop~"

provoked the girl, a burst of heartbeat, two shy flowers bloomed, her head was buried, and she didn't know what to do.

This scene is somewhat similar to the Buddha statue in the deserted village, except that there is less struggle, more pandering, plain, naturally, and...

"What a shame!"

The radius is more than ten zhang, and no matter how small the movement is, it can't escape the consciousness of a king. This scene of no one in his eyes, the knife master was resentful.

"Eh~ The female big girl doesn't stay, that is, she doesn't stay. Feelings sprinkle so much that they are playing the piano to the cow, or talking about the dead cow..."

"Knock~"

"Knock knock!"

While babbling sourly, he scooped up the washed beef and threw it on the cutting board...

"Smack..."

"No, it's worse than a dead cow. At the very least, the beef can fill the stomach..."

"Chirp !!"

The shovel blade is clenched, and it chops as he speaks, aggressively and loudly.

With resentful eyes, he looked at the beef on the cutting board, as if it was not beef, but the pair of "bastard men and women" faces that made him sad. The ruthlessness of chopping meat is like vowing to crush its bones and scatter ashes in order to relieve the hatred in his heart!

"Chirp !!"

"Chirp !!"

But then again.

The knife master's knife work is indeed excellent. didn't use the king's powerful means, just with one hand and one knife, cutting horizontally and vertically, and the knife rose and fell, and the large pieces of beef and meat were easily separated. Cut the shredded meat, cut the meat slices, a silk, a slice, like a thin red cicada wings and a thin red line, Ming Ze is transparent. A knife falls, and then provokes, is a piece of fresh meat, flying in the air, drawing a beautiful arc, steadily falling into the porcelain plate next to it, pieced together into a bright red flower.

The umami taste is not reduced, and it is also very beautiful.

A thick corbel, like a trick, under the knife master's shadowless flying swift knife, quickly lost weight at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally became a bare, without a strand of blood.

"Wow~"

The shaved bones were casually thrown into the iron bucket underground, and the knife master continued to pick up another corbel and cast a knife shadow flying again.

"Heh..."

He intentionally or unintentionally glanced at Xia Xun, who was dumbfounded...

"I said you're a hillbilly going into town, right?

"Since you look stupid, just widen your eyes and give Lao Tzu a good look! What is the authentic craftsmanship, this thread is continuous, the piece is not broken, it is called nitpicking. It's an authentic imperial meal technique that you can't see in your whole life in your Shankara village. ”

"Damn, you liar ancestor, and you boast of your authenticity... Phew!"

"Uh..."

There is no calamity.

Look at the guilt too...

Isn't it just an arrogant slip of the tongue?

Xia Xun suddenly discovered that in terms of scolding, this sword master and the Tianshu Dean of the Seven Stars really had to fight. are so aggressive, one mouth will scold endlessly. Just grab some trivial things, and you can spray them for a long time...

Helplessly, he put on a wry smile and looked at Peony for help.

Feeling the sweeping gaze, Peony also raised her head slightly. After thinking for a while, he also shook his head helplessly and set off a wry smile.

All right...

It seems that no one can cure the mouth of this knife master tonight...

"What are you laughing at! If you don't put your two mandarin duck pots on fire, you'll have to fry them!"

"Wow~"

The knife master shouted a reminder angrily, threw away the bone in his hand, and raised another corbel.

"Huh?"

After being reminded, the two quickly came back to their senses and looked at the four small stoves behind them...

"Not good!"

"It's going to burn. ”

"Flame out, fire out..."

"You add some water to your hooves..."

"The water is gone, all the beef is washed..."

"I'll mention it..."

"Hurry, hurry..."

Cracking sound...

A round of scrambling.

Some people draw salaries, some people fetch water, and some people sneer and wield big shovels.

In the quiet night, I was disturbed by these three people...

I don't know if it's joy or sorrow?

The smoke is miao, rising into the night, and the moon is half bright.

Make tea and drink water, talk about the past, master and apprentice.

mountaintop

Small bamboo house, study.

Four bright lights, the four corners of the room, bright.

Two figures, small words, quiet chatter.

"I haven't seen this skill in many years.

Hehe... Unexpectedly, I was forced out by this kid tonight..."

"Senior Brother Dao, it should have been done on purpose, right?"

"Certainly, that's a piece of his heart..."

“......”

A handful of black jade bamboo slips were quietly spread out on the desk. The lilac light blooms faintly along each page of bamboo. Softly reflecting a small space, it is like a luminous gem that is ingenious.

And, at this time, within the light, the magic is very...

In the faint purple light, what appeared was a picture of more than a foot long and wide. And the content of the picture is the scene in full swing in the open-air kitchen. Through the reflection of the purple mang, whether it is the expressions of the three people in the busy work, or the flying shovel of the knife master, it can be seen at a glance here.

What's even more surprising is that even the words exchanged by a few people, as well as the sound of sparks burning slowly, can be faintly heard here.

"Wow~"

"Sir, please have tea..."

With a big hand, he lifted the teapot on the table and filled the two empty cups with tea.

A withered hand, take a cup...

"Yes"

The withered hands belong to the old man.

He hadn't slept yet, he was watching the play and sipping tea.

Perhaps, it was because this green tea had been brewed for too long, and the bitter tea taste made the old man frown when he tasted the tea. After taking a sip, he put it down.

"It's thick..."

"Sir, is it not to your taste?"

Now, sitting opposite the old man is the master of the Cao Pavilion who has been away from the Jinglou kitchen hall for a long time. He sat respectfully, looking polite: "The apprentice is making a pot." ”

The old man waved his hand: "The bitterness is sweet, the taste is right, it's just a strong mood." ”

As he spoke, the old man took the teapot from the master of the Cao Pavilion. Use a bamboo clip to take away the tea leaves in the pot, put some new tea, soak in water...

"A lot of the past, like this tea, if you brew it for too long, it will destroy the original sweetness. This, the gains outweigh the losses..."

Boiling water into the tea, scattering the fragrance wisps.

"Is Mr. talking about Senior Brother Dao?" asked Pavilion Master Cao, bowing his head slightly.

"Otherwise..."

"While talking about him, actually, I'm also talking about you..."

“......”

Master Cao Ge did not answer, his head bowed slightly, like a primary school child in class, listening to his teacher's teachings. That well-behaved appearance is really unimaginable to outsiders, it turns out that the lord of the Heavenly Pavilion asks the lord of the Heavenly Pavilion, and this weak side...

"Your Dao hearts are all in turmoil. ”

"It's been a long time, a long time..."

The old man picked up the lid and closed the teapot. The white mist slowly emerged from the spout, forming a wisp of smoke, wrapping around the purple mangs scattered outside the ink jade bamboo slips.

"In the past 20 years, I have asked you two, one to cultivate peaches and plums to calm the mind, and the other to cook delicious food to refine the heart. In order to inherit the family business and not forget the original intention. No, he inherited the family business, but he was distracted...

But, in the end, you do.

The family business is inherited, but the original intention has been forgotten. ”

"Brush..."

This is indeed the tone of the elders educating the younger generations.

When the Lord of the Cao Pavilion heard this, he quickly stood up, clasped his fists with both hands, and bowed his waist seriously. Humility said: "Sir's teachings, disciples dare not forget." ”

"You forgot..."

The old man gently lifted the teacup and poured the tea into the teapot.

"It's like this clear water, soaked in too much heart for too long. The water is still water, but it doesn't smell like that anymore. ”

The cup was empty, and the old man picked up the teapot again and filled it with tea.

"Back then, the Dao family was in charge of the imperial diet, and your Cao family was in charge of the court's ceremonial department, both of which belonged to the civil official department of the dynasty. When Lao Yin was in power, the two of you were able to grow up with his grace. During the Fang Qi period, those few civil strife in Kyoto, if it weren't for Lao Yin's action, the two of you would have almost been wiped out.

That's what I said..."

Speaking of this, the body of the Cao Pavilion Lord bowed slightly. Because his head is buried low, he can't see what kind of emotion he has on his face now...

"If you have something to say, it's always uncomfortable to hold it in your heart. The old man said lightly.

Pavilion Lord Cao's body bowed lower.

"The kindness of the Taifu to my Cao family back then, I dare not forget..."

"What else?" the old man asked again.

Pavilion Master Cao's heart seemed to be in the middle of a competition. The low-buried head did not dare to lift it for a long time.

Stopped for a while...

"But, back then, Taifu abandoned my Cao family and went to the north. This family feud will not be forgotten by the disciples..."

“......”

"Hehe... What if you don't forget?"