Naruto: Big Foodie

For a long time, I looked at Yang Ming from the corner of my eyes, and I was secretly proud of myself.

It seems that this game, I will win!

Just when the outside world was harassing, Yang Ming showed a calm expression on his face.

"It's okay, let me show them what delicious food is!"

"Itachi, go to the refrigerator to see if you have frozen tofu, and if you have it, bring it here. I'll shred it first, it's simpler."

"Simpler"

Uchiha Itachi was instantly stunned. Even a layman like him knew that the most difficult thing was whether it was good to shredded or not. Of course, this is what I said in my heart. After hearing this, I went to the refrigerator to look for it, and I found frozen tofu. Hand over the things in the hand.

Yang Ming took the tofu and stretched out his hand suddenly.

"call"

He let out a sigh of cold air, and Yang Ming already had an ice blade in his hand.

The cold air centered on him and dissipated in all directions. For a long time, I Zhaoji had been observing Yang Ming from the corner of his eyes. Rao was that he was caught off guard and shuddered, and his eyes were even more shocked.

I have been a chef for so many years, and I have seen all kinds of wonderful cooking dishes, but I have never seen this scene!

ice skates

Am I living in a dream

For a long time, I Zhaoji looked dazed and dazed. Even the little fan girl next to him and the guests called him, but he didn't respond. This change suddenly made everyone extremely surprised. They followed his line of sight and saw The ice razor in Yang Ming's hand was a little bit cold around him, and an air of cold air floated out from the kitchen door, and he was equally stunned.

Then, there was an uproar!

"My God! Is this a movie! How can there be such a realistic special effect?"

"Stupid you! Didn't you see that it was a chef?"

"Huh? Really, why have I never seen him before, what is he cooking?"

"I'm also curious about what he's doing. I'll try it later."

"I want it too, this is rare in my life!"

"As soon as you said it, I suddenly felt thirsty."

Taking a deep breath, Yang Ming started to act.

Open the packaged lactone tofu first, then turn it around and shave off a corner. Then, tap the bottom of the box with the blade of the knife, and finally hold the box and slowly lift it up.

In this way, the tofu falls on the chopping board intact.

After doing this, Yang Ming officially started the cutting.

A piece of tofu is cut into thousands of threads, each thread is evenly thin and thick, and it does not fall apart. This is the basic requirement!

Yang Ming's eyes narrowed, and his right arm waved gently, leaving a phantom in the air.

The crowd widened their eyes.

Swish!

Swish!

The ice blade was constantly swaying in the air, and the ice crystals slowly fell, which was very dazzling.

I saw Yang Ming holding an ice blade, hanging his wrist and cutting, and he was extremely decisive when he went down.

"So skilled, good swordsmanship, good sword!"

After a long time, I Zhaoji's eyes lit up and said three good words in a row.

Not to mention him, even the guests watching this scene were stunned by Yang Ming's actions.

The knife work is very artistic, even if it is a layman, it looks so powerful and magical.

The eager eyes of everyone were not in Yang Ming's attention, and were even automatically filtered out. His mind was completely immersed in the slice.

Da da da……

The ice knife slices the special frozen tofu, and every time the knife falls, it will lightly touch the cutting board and make a pleasant sound.

The guests watching didn't have great cooking skills, but at this time, watching Yang Ming cut tofu, there was a melodious feeling like sitting in the opera house and enjoying a musical.

This person is actually cooking, but seems to be composing music.

Yang Ming was attentive, holding the ice blade, hanging his wrist high, and falling down with the knife accurately, every piece of tofu that was cut was evenly thick.

"Slicing is done, next is shredding."

Suddenly, Yang Ming whispered to himself, and with a twist of the blade, he went from slicing slowly to shredding at a high speed.

The rhythm suddenly changed, as if the music had entered a high dynasty!

The people watching around didn't react until this time, and they all looked at each other, all secretly shocked.

This swordsmanship is a bit more brilliant than the most powerful here, Jiu I Zhaoji!

It was a shock that this chef, who had never met before, was so secretive that he didn't reveal it until this time.

But seeing this knife work, everyone has strong expectations for the dishes made by Yang Ming, hoping to bring them surprises!

"My God, how did you do it?!"

When the shredding was finished, Jiu Izhaoji, who witnessed the whole process, opened his mouth in shock, his face full of disbelief.

A large piece of special tofu on the chopping board has disappeared at this moment. Instead, it is neatly arranged, each one slightly thicker than a hair, thousands of tofu shreds!

Unbelievable, this is food made with just a kitchen knife.

"Huh... much easier than before."

Yang Ming wiped the sweat from his forehead and smiled to himself.

When the people around them heard it, they were speechless and choked up. Is this still easy?

Just looking at it, their hearts are in their throats, and they are always afraid that the one-size-fits-all approach is wrong, which will lead to disasters for all the shredded tofu and destroy the beauty.

However, in fact Yang Ming did feel more relaxed than before.

The reason is very clear to him. It is not that his knife skills have suddenly increased, but the changes brought about by the ice blades.

This ice blade is really beyond expectations, not to mention sharp, just cutting tofu without sticking to the blade is enough to disdain the crowd.

Carefully putting these shredded tofu into a large bowl filled with warm water, Yang Ming began to process the pork.

After opening the refrigerator, he quickly took out the pork. There was still a lot of pork, probably weighing two or three kilograms. After picking it up, Yang Ming put it on the cutting board.

Then, he placed a piece of pork directly on his left hand, while his right hand was holding an ice skate.

Brush brush brush brush!

Yang Ming's speed of swinging the knife~www.readwn.com~ is really fast, flowing smoothly without any sense of blockage.

After Yang Ming waved his knife, slices of meat also flew out, and they all landed firmly on the plate.

A piece of pork was completely cut by Yang Ming in about twenty seconds.

Looking closely, the pork on the plate shines with a special luster, and each slice of meat is also very uniform and clear, full of a different kind of beauty.

Looking at Yang Ming's posture of cutting the meat, all the guests watching couldn't help being a little crazy.

"I can learn the knife skills of this chef for ten years!"

"I like this knife skill. Cutting pork is like cutting dough."

"The way he wields the knife is so handsome and powerful, I like it very much."

"Nonsense, such a good knife, such a handsome chef, who is not crazy." (https://)