It's obviously a life skill, but you developed it into a magical skill

Zhou An felt that this period of time was the most comfortable he had ever had.

In the next month, nothing happened, and I lived a regular life every day.

The liver cook knows how to use a knife, practices turning things around, and hides from earthbags.

It is worth mentioning that there is a new candidate for the head catcher, a catcher who is usually not very eye-catching.

When all the agents were trying their best to express themselves, he came up with a wonderful method.

——Giving gifts.

Master Xu was quite satisfied and made the decision on the spot to let the catcher become the head catcher.

It seemed a bit hasty, but the county magistrate actually agreed.

The policemen of the Great Chu State did not have a very strict selection system.

If everyone needed to go up to investigate for three generations like Zhen Si Si, the Great Chu State would not have developed to what it is now in ten years.

The emperor of Chu also knew that there were disadvantages.

But you can’t develop without having any loopholes. Some things must be given up.

These things have nothing to do with Zhou An.

The catcher who was promoted to head catcher received a higher salary, and he didn't do anything to make him a new official.

Zhou An is even more salty.

After more than a month of hard work, my proficiency has been greatly improved.

A line of text appeared in front of him, and Zhou An nodded with satisfaction.

[Pao Ding’s knife lv.3 (speed +2, accuracy +1): 39540/40000]

[Diawu lv.3 (Strength +2, Destruction +1): 37658/40000]

[Wandering Dragon Step lv.3 (Speed ​​+2, Dodge +1): 33456/40000]

Three skills and three proficiencies have increased.

Especially the Chef Ding's Jie Niu Dao, it won't take long to reach level four.

"Be careful these days." Zhou An thought.

He has a little obsessive-compulsive disorder. When he is almost full, he must go to the next level, otherwise he will always feel that there is something wrong in his heart.

"Stir-fry, cook."

It was almost noon, Zhou An prepared lunch, and after eating, he thought about continuing to cook in the Yamen kitchen for a while.

Get to level 4 early first, and then focus on the other two skills.

"Lao Yu, I'm leaving first."

Zhou An patted Yu Hang's shoulder and prepared to go to the kitchen.

Yu Hang was still studying hard. The imperial examination was getting closer and closer, and he was getting more and more nervous.

When I came to the kitchen, I still followed the old rules, took out the wood, and carved according to the vegetables on the table.

Today, Zhou An's carving skills are outstanding.

He carved it casually, and the prototype of a green vegetable appeared.

Compared with the previous ones, the green vegetables carved this time are very similar to real vegetables in terms of shape and various charms.

The only difference is the color.

After all, the color of wood is not the color of vegetables.

His proficiency is increasing, and Zhou An is also carving.

After a while, sawdust flew into the air, and a wooden vegetable was carved out by Zhou An.

Zhou An stared at the wooden vegetables in front of him and frowned tightly.

He remembered Chef Liu's words.

Chef Liu said at the time that if the vegetables he carved were indistinguishable from real vegetables, he could proceed to the next step of knife skills practice.

Zhou An always felt that there was something wrong with this green vegetable.

"color?"

"No, not the color."

"That's right! I understand!"

After placing two green vegetables in front of him and checking them repeatedly, Zhou An finally understood what the problem was.

Context!

The dish also has veins, but these things are not carved out.

"If I carve out the veins of green vegetables, can I make them the same?"

Thinking of this, Zhou An was slightly excited and picked up another piece of wood.

This time, he observed even more carefully.

Every time you look at it, carve it into the wood.

In addition to the prototype and basic expression, this time he paid more attention to the context of the vegetables themselves.

From the roots to the stems to the edges and corners, Zhou An is extremely careful in every step.

When the mind is highly concentrated, the passage of time becomes very subtle.

Zhou An felt that he seemed to have entered a very special state.

Everything around him didn't exist, he couldn't hear the sounds around him, and he couldn't feel where he was.

In his eyes, there were only wood, knives, and vegetables on the stove.

Every cut is extremely precise.

Each cut brought up a shower of sawdust.

Zhou An's left hand held the wood as steady as an old dog.

The other hand was flying up and down, like a butterfly flying through the sea of ​​flowers.

Time is still passing.

When the last blow was completed in Zhou An's hands, Zhou An suddenly felt very tired.

He put down the knife in his hand, placed the wooden vegetables and real vegetables together, and carefully observed the lines on them.

Every line is exactly the same, even the edges and corners are the same.

If you dye the wood green and put the two together, you can't tell the difference between the real one and the fake one.

A line of text appeared in front of Zhou An's eyes.

[Pao Ding’s knife lv.4 (speed +2, accuracy +2): 1/60000]

A lot of information flooded into my mind.

At this moment, Zhou An suddenly felt a mysterious feeling.

He couldn't help but pick up the long knife on the ground and slashed at the vegetables on the table.

The sword is like a long dragon, unmatched in castration.

If this knife were to strike hard, even the stove would be cut in half.

But when the knife fell on the green cabbage, the green cabbage didn't even move.

Zhou An took back the long knife.

The vegetables on the stove suddenly appeared abnormal.

Starting from the outermost layer, it becomes the thickness of a hair.

From the outside to the inside, in just the blink of an eye, this green vegetable has become extremely tiny.

Each strand is like a strand of hair.

"Retracting and releasing freely, lifting the weight as if it were light, and taking another step forward."

Zhou An smiled.

"My sword skills are now better than those of Chef Liu."

In that alley, when Chef Liu performed his special move, it was the first time Zhou An saw the light of the knife that could turn.

Now he has mastered it too. Not only has he mastered it, but he is even better at it.

A little more precision has brought about a qualitative change.

Cooking the cattle?

No.

Help people!

With one strike of the knife, the slight damage is superimposed, and finally reaches the point where death is extremely miserable.

Zhou An let out a sigh of relief, picked up the wood again, and tried to carve it.

It took about as long as it took to carve a stick of incense, but my proficiency did not improve at all.

"Sure enough, we have to find another method. Fortunately, Chef Liu gave me a lot of suggestions at the beginning." Zhou An thought to himself.

He is very tired now.

"Fortunately, Qi can make up for the consumption. Just rest for a while."

Zhou An found a seat and sat down, preparing to wait for his energy to recover before ordering anything else.

He closed his eyes, leaned back in his chair, and waited patiently.

But before he could close it for a while, his eyes suddenly opened.

"etc!"

"Qi! Why did my Qi become like this?"