MTL - Kitchen Xiuzhen-Chapter 49 [49] Give me the knife! [8/10]

"Than the knife cutter?"

Luo Xiu glanced up and down the Gong Yu emblem, he has never understood, why does this woman keep catching herself? !!

It used to be a kitchen battle, but now it's a knife-and-work competition.

But it was strange that Luo Xiu could not see her hostility in her eyes.

"Are you asking me for something?"

Luo Xiu's eyes glanced at the emblem of Gong Yu, and the pupil of God caught it very keenly ... A little flustered in Gong Yu's eyes.

Although he passed away, he couldn't hide his eyes.

Sure enough, there is a problem!

"I do not have!"

Gong Yuhui refused: "It's just that I lost in the hands of your disciples, I'm not convinced!"

"Is that so? I can't see it!"

Luo Xiu smiled slightly: "If you don't tell the truth, then I'll be busy!"

"you--"

What a stingy man.

Ask him to discuss cooking skills and push back.

"Are you afraid of me?"

Gong Yuhui's eyes were a little angry, and then she picked up her kitchen knife: "Bibi, please say something good!"

scare!

Countless sacred chefs were surprised by Gong Yuhui's hands.

"What are you doing?"

"Shit down ..."

"Treasurer, compare him!"

"Take out your superb knifeman!"

Numerous holy chefs looked lively again, shouting 666 beside them, with rhythm.

"..."

Luo Xiu was somewhat convinced by these guys, shook his head, but looked at the mighty Gong Yu badge holding a kitchen knife: "Sister, why are you doing this, if you lose ... so many people watching, Aren't you embarrassed? "

Luo Xiu pointed to the surrounding chef.

"What? I lose? How could I lose ?!"

Gong Yuhui said stubbornly, with a pride on his face: "Don't think that, like the Lingzhu just now, I ca n’t even pinch a kitchen knife. Our disciples in the sectarian hospital have accepted basic knife workers since childhood Cultivation, as you said, this kind of cutting has been achieved since I was a kid! "

"Food court ?!"

Several ear-tip guys, when they heard Gong Yuhui say three words of the food ancestral courtyard, his face changed suddenly.

Shizongyuan, it is the holy land of all holy chefs.

"Come on, let me see what you call a superb knife!"

Gong Yuhui's eyes turned cold: "If you lose, I only want you to promise me a promise!"

"committed to?"

Luo Xiu's calculations showed that this girl, who tried everything to challenge herself, turned out to be purposeful.

"I said why did you try to find out with me!"

There was a hint of conspiracy in Luo Xiu's face: "Say, what promises you want, it's hard to achieve ..."

"Is taking you to the Snow Moon Secret?"

Luo Xiu cobbled in the ear of Gong Yuhui, and said softly ... a charming musk-like scent with a girl-like aroma, passed into the nose of Luo Xiu.

"So you all know?"

Gong Yuhui's eyebrows frowned slightly, with a touch of surprise in her eyes: "Then it couldn't be better!"

She stepped back, and Luo Xi was too close to her at this moment.

"Sure enough, I guess!"

"After all, we have no intersection, the only thing we have is the purpose of the three congregations!"

"Well, then I give you this chance!"

Luo Xiu smiled very strangely: "But if you lose, in the past few months, you have to stay in Jiuzhong Building and be my chef? How is it?

"It's not just you who have the conditions, that's too unfair to me!"

Luo Xiu's righteous words, but Gong Yuhui suddenly looked up: "What? I want to help you cook?"

"You don't want it? That's nothing!"

Luo Xiu turned around with a bachelor, and Gong Yuhui almost fainted. How could this man ...? !!

"Okay, that's it!"

Gong Yuhui gritted her teeth and scolded Luo Xiu a hundred times before asking, "How can it be better? Cut fruit, faster than anyone?"

"Anyway, you cut first, I look at your confident knife, how much more!"

Luo Xi embraced with both hands, signaled that Gong Yuhui began her performance.

"you--"

"You will regret it!"

Gong Yuhui took a kitchen knife and walked directly to the counter. She vowed to show Luo Xiu a little color.

"Hey, girls, it's really not a lady to take a kitchen knife!"

Luo Xiu looked at the cutting vegetables of Gong Yuhui's posture, and he could not help but chuckle.

Everyone looked at her intently. Disciples of the Food Clan, the swordman was doomed to be shocked!

"I heard, however, that the assessment of knife workers at the Food Clinic is extremely harsh. Those who are not qualified cannot continue to practice in the hospital at all!"

"Yeah, after all, that's the food court!"

"It seems that the shopkeeper has despised ... The food court is not so simple!"

Huh!

I haven't seen any preparation or gesture of the Gong Yuhui. Countless people only saw the flash of the knife, and the fruit on the cutting board has been divided into four.

"So fast!"

The crowd only saw the Gong Yu emblem falling from their hands, and the sound of horror was already heard on the chopping board.

Oh! Oh! Oh!

The shadow of the knife flew, and it was impossible to see the gesture of the palace feather emblem with a knife. There was a flash of light and shadow in each person's retina.

Between several breaths, the emblem of Gong Yu has stopped moving.

The huge ground fruit on the original chopping board has become a thin, transparent sheet.

It is very thin. It can't be seen that it was cut with a knife. It is more transparent and neat than the machine. The thickness of each piece is almost equal, and it is completely invisible to the naked eye.

"This……"

The closest holy chefs looked so real that the whole person was stiff there, and their eyes were unbelievable.

All the cooks in the surrounding area also took a sigh of relief.

100 interest?

No, 100 breaths didn't arrive. Miya Yuhui could cut a piece of ground fruit like this, and she didn't even need to see it, she just cut vegetables by feeling.

Huh!

It was another dense knife shadow, and then the transparent ground fruit slices had become a "thin potato" slightly thicker than the hair.

"hiss……"

Everyone felt a cool air, rushing straight from the tail bone to the brain.

Horrified!

Can the fruit be shredded so finely here? !!

Is that human being?

Wang Zhe raised his head sharply, and everyone didn't speak. He stared at the fruit-like silk on the cutting board, all in shock.

Some people, such as Lin Yan, thought that their swordsmanship was extraordinary ... but now they find that they take it for granted.

Lin Ye did take it for granted. Gong Yuhui's display of cut and raw fruit silk was not her limit. What was really good was cotton rot silk and lacquered silk.

"How's your turn?"

Gong Yuhui raised her head, revealing a strong aura of energy on her face. The fruit in front of her had been cut into thinner hairs by her hair!

This hand knife is amazing!

After all, from the beginning to the end, the speed at which Miya Yu emblem cuts vegetables is in everyone's sight.

That was the pinnacle of speed and technology.

"Well, yes, I'm at the age of 10!"

Luo Xiu said quietly, but in his hand he held out a piece of shiny and moist tofu: "I'm afraid you don't believe it, I'll change another ingredient!"

"Look!"

Luo Xiu suddenly walked in front of Gong Yuhui with a miserable look: "Give me the knife!"