Chinese Little Master: Dimensional Cuisine Club

In the back kitchen and the water room, people came to watch the battle.

The bosses of the two parties did not stop it.

Dudu and Tang Sanjie were also in the crowd, and they couldn't help but start to worry about Meng Chuan.

"So fast!"

"And the craftsmanship is so good, it's impeccable!"

"Yes, his knife skills are even better than my father's!"

Dudu looked a little dejected.

The swordsmanship of this King of Quick Swords is indeed a little more powerful than that of Master Ji Di.

This is Master Shiquan, personally evaluated.

It's really hard for Meng Chuan to beat him.

At this time, Meng Chuan remained quietly in place.

He held a silver-marked snowflake knife in his hand.

On the chopping board in front of him were nine green cucumbers.

The platter of the King of Quick Knives has all been made.

But he stayed where he was, motionless.

"This kid won't be afraid!"

"I think so too!"

"These days, there are always people who like to be grandstanding!"

The guys in the chopping block area who were watching couldn't help booing when they saw this scene.

"Fart, this is called brewing, understand?"

"You are called a dog who sees people low!"

The apprentices in the Shuifang District hurriedly refuted.

They had seen the magic of Meng Chuan in the morning.

Naturally, I don't believe that Meng Chuan is afraid.

"Oh! Why doesn't Meng Chuan do it!"

"It's really frustrating!"

Dudu pinched the corner of his clothes, wishing to go up and shake Meng Chuan awake.

Yet at this moment.

Meng Chuan suddenly opened his eyes.

He closed his eyes just now, just to think about it in his mind.

Now that things are sketched out, it's time to get started.

He grabbed about an inch from the top of the cucumber with one hand.

Lift it into the air.

Then the other hand began to dazzle the kitchen knife in his hand.

That knife light is lingering, and it is breathtaking.

Whoohoo!

The blade spun, with a piercing whistle, cutting towards the cucumber.

The cucumber was broken with a gap.

But it didn't break.

Because at that cut, there is still a trace of connection.

Although it is very small, it is still connected together.

brush!

Another knife.

The cucumbers were cut into thin slices.

But still not broken.

In Meng Chuan's hand, the kitchen knife fluttered dazzlingly.

The cucumber is constantly cut and split.

The long melon body has now turned into countless flakes.

But those slices are all connected together.

never separated.

The cucumber is also slowly falling!

This magical sword technique made the people around him stunned for a moment.

"This is... the method of breaking the thread and connecting the knife!"

Grandmaster Shiquan on the side guessed with his eyes wide open.

This type of knife is actually quite common.

For example, when making Panlong eggplant.

This is what most chefs use.

However, they tend to cut one side first and then the other side.

And like Meng Chuan's direct, one-brain rotary cutting method, few people can do it.

Even barely.

It is also impossible to precisely control the accuracy of cutting cucumbers with a knife like Meng Chuan.

Because if you are not careful, the whole cucumber will be broken.

At this time, Meng Chuan had no intention of slowing down.

The knife in his hand was getting faster and faster.

The wrist seems to be flying in the air.

The cucumber in Meng Chuan's hand fell slowly.

Each slice of cucumber is extremely thin.

And it's very even.

Connect with each other!

That almost perfect operation conquered everyone present.

In less than a moment.

The whole cucumber has been completely cut.

Originally, the cucumbers were only fifteen centimeters, but if they were all pulled apart, they could be nearly one meter.

With such a ghostly sword technique, all the people present were speechless for a while.

This is not over yet.

Meng Chuan cooked the other eight cucumbers in the same way.

Then, these cucumbers were laid out on a plate.

Immediately afterwards, he protruded the tip of the knife again.

Aim at the top of the nine and the cucumber, and slash it wildly.

Countless cucumber slag was constantly removed by the tip of the knife.

In the end, what appeared in everyone's eyes was actually nine completely different faucets!

They are either ferocious or mighty.

Either domineering or terrifying.

Nine dragon heads, nine different postures.

It shocked everyone present.

Then, Meng Chuan carved dragon claws out of carrots.

After that, he spliced ​​nine cucumbers together.

Put it on a plate!

All of a sudden!

A masterpiece comparable to a work of art appeared in front of everyone.

I saw that in the plate, nine lifelike blue dragons were hovering around each other.

They have different attitudes.

It's like a fight, and it's like a joke.

Thousands of gestures, majestic.

Everything is so perfect.

"Kowloon hegemony, complete!"

Meng Chuan waved his hand and introduced.

The idea of ​​this work comes from a food novel that I liked very much in my previous life.

The onlookers were shocked by this almost perfect work.

Dudu and Tang Sanjie flashed a hint of ecstasy in their eyes.