He, what is he?

Zhu Qing shouted questions for the old man and Lan Chuhan and Lan Fengxian.

Xia Yu did not cut the chicken, but found a piece of chicken **** meat that was cut off and discarded, and placed on a chopping board. His eyes were sharp. The thin and light sheet kitchen knife in his hand shook the Milky Way.

Each piece of chicken filaments flew like a strand.

About seven or eight seconds, exhaling, Xia Yu's storm-like knife suddenly stopped, the whole person turned from motion to silence, stood in front of the kitchen counter, staring at the filaments spread in front of him.

"It's really different..."

Xia Yu was surprised, and the palm of the handle was loose and tight.

Out of experience, he felt that he should try the knife before the official start. After all, who knows whether lifting a large "hand of God" will have some unpredictable impact on his cooking process.

really.

Xia Yu's inner shock, surprise, only he knew.

"The control of muscles and strength has risen a big step!"

He thought incredulously.

So, the movement was slightly stiff, from the pile of chicken fiber shreds on the cutting board, twisted one piece and sent it to the mouth.

Teeth bite lightly.

Boom!

It seemed like a tight rubber band that suddenly broke and the mouth shivered.

"wonderful!"

"This is the state!"

Xia Yu added a sentence: the best condition of the ingredients.

Why is the control of muscles and strength improved, and the ingredients cut with the same knife are in a completely different state?

This is the deep-seated mystery involving "knife skill"-

force!

This force is muscle, strength, and unspeakable skill.

Just now the old man was trying to use words to confer the mystery of Sun Zili. His “Knife of Goodness” is actually not a mysterious skill, but only through the skill of force, the use of force makes the knife cut the food without destroying it. Cut.

In other words, the "hand of God" let Xia Yu quietly touch the deep core of "Knife of Goodness".

Moussey drew!

"It turns out so..."

Xia Yu held his knife, his eyes flickering and sometimes sharp.

""Hand of God" improves my strength, manipulates my skills, affects the state of my sword skills, and gains the effect of the ingredients... This is an indirect promotion. The medium is my hands and sword skills! "

Talking to himself.

"Indirect promotion is one thing."

"In addition, isn't the most terrifying part of "Hand of God" in direct contact and changing the state of ingredients? "

Seeing Xia Yu turned his back on them, a person was nagging at that god, Zhu Qing got up and asked, but was stopped by the old man raising his hand.

"Don't disturb him!"

The old man increased his tone and looked serious.

Zhu Qing froze for a moment.

"Hush!"

Lan Fengxian also narrowed his smile, with a dignified expression on his face.

Even, he was slightly surprised in his eyes.

"Oh, uh..."

The knife light that Xia Yu shook a few seconds before was still in my mind, and played back repeatedly.

At this time, Xia Qing and he could understand in the kitchen.

If the trend of knives, at the beginning, were only sharp-edged and the details were rough, then after just three or four seconds, these details of the knife skills that were very rough to the two dragon chefs disappeared immediately!

Then again, the trend of the knife is more and more integrated, and the whole looks like a round of water that can't be poured into the disc, which is seamless and flawless!

Lan Fengxian's thoughts became more and more horrified, "This Xia Demon's sword skill is completely different from the one half an hour ago."

"what happened?!"

He couldn't figure it out, and Xia Qing couldn't understand it either.

"Half an hour ago, his knife skills were sharp and sharp, like a small river and lake shrimp. He worked hard with sharp spirit, and there were many loopholes in the details of the moves, but now..."

Xia Qing said lowly.

"Now, it's a master of perfection polished with perfect moves!"

Then a voice came from the kitchen counter:

"Ah, there are no more ingredients. Can Aunt Qing come to the warehouse to help me get a chicken?"

"By the way, there are also ingredients for the recipe, and I will take another set."

Zhu Qing was a little confused, "What?"

"I'll go."

The old man stared deeply at Sun Tzu’s back, turned around, and returned a few minutes later, and placed a basket of ingredients on the kitchen counter. “The whole set of ingredients is here.”

"Thanks, old man!"

Xia Yu moved out the ingredients in a hurry.

First, there is a whole chicken, "Garlic Chicken."

Place the chicken on the chopping board after cleaning. Xia Yu came to the sink and turned on the faucet to wash his hands carefully and repeatedly until the fingers flashed brightly.

Snapped!

Witnessing Xia Yu's hands falling gently on the chicken's body, somehow, Xia Qing, Lan Fengxian, and the temples protruded at the same time, with a strange premonition.

"it has started--"

Xia Yu was silent in his own world, and his expression on his face became subtle.

Just follow the culinary instincts of the "hand of God" in your mind to act.

Touch gently.

White and delicate fingers touched the whole body, cough, of course, the whole body of the chicken.

Then, a small amount of kneading.

Seeing Xia Yu deliberately slow down, a gentle set of ingredients for massage and health care, Zhu Qing, who is close to Xia Yu on weekdays, also secretly shouted that there is no bird, and his face shows a red tide of shame, "A Yu is in What are you doing!"

"There is no need to achieve this level of ingredients..."

There is a hint of sourness in the words.

Zhu Qing’s subtext is clearly that this is too evil, and then, let me bear it all.

Lan Chuhan also watched the waves.

Xia Qing and Lan Fengxian saw the familiar shadow, and looked at each other dumbly.

"this is not……"

"That's the one!"

A complete set of ingredients massage, which lasts about 5 minutes.

Ding.

The system awakened Xia Yu, who was immersed in it, ""The Hand of God" has finished processing the ingredients. "

"Uh, is this all right?"

Xia Yu shook his head, his eyes clear, removed his hand, and observed the chicken on the cutting board.

Only with the naked eye, no change can be seen.

It was still the chicken with clean hair and smooth body.

No change in skin or anything.

"Look with the dialysis eye, or super vision?" Thinking, Xia Yu triggered the skill, swept his eyes, and his pupils contracted.

For a while.

Xia Yufang digested the effect of "Hand of God" on fleshy fibrous tissue.

"Does this relax the ingredients by massage?"

Hesitated for a while, "Let's try to look at it!"

Take the knife just now, scorn.

The chicken was cut in two, and Xia Yu stared straight at the fleshy fibrous tissue of the cross section, couldn't help but inhale, the vision was smooth and delicate, and the cross section of the meat did not see the slightest mess of small shredded meat, exquisite as art.

beautiful!

He couldn't believe it, he cut it out himself.

Then, Xia Yu slammed, without stopping, holding the knife and chopping the whole chicken into pieces.

Ingredients go to the pot and mix ingredients.

Close the lid.

On the morning of the New Year's Day, the chimney of Xia's old mansion smoked out.

after an hour.

"All right!"

Xia Yu unveiled the second steamer chicken soup ~lightnovelpub.net~ this morning and put it on the table.

"Let everyone try it--"

The hot pot was placed on the bamboo mat, and Xia Yu uncovered it with a smile, and several pairs of eyes stared at the clear soup in the pot instantly.

Zhu Qing opened his mouth, "A Yu, just you..."

"Aunt Qing, don't speak first, try this chicken soup for me. You can see the difference." Xia Yu held the soup spoon in hand and filled Zhu Qingsheng with a bowl.

"Can I try it?"

Lan Chuhan suddenly made a noise, and his talking eyes clearly stated his expectations.

"Yes, seeers have a share!"

Xia Yu put more bowls on the table.

As for the old man, without Xia Yusheng soup, he slapped himself and put it in his mouth.