Metropolis: I use Chinese martial arts to sweep the world

Xia Dingtian obviously also heard the disrespect implied in the name of the dish, but Chu Fan categorically rejected him, which also made him a little angry, and at the same time, a little curious, wanting to see how he would deal with the next trouble.

The bastard is Chu Fan, and Chu Fan is the bastard.

No matter how these few dishes are turned around, this circle can't get out.

Yan Wushuang also saw the clues, but because Xia Dingtian didn't speak, it was inconvenient for him to intervene directly.

Although Chu Fan didn't know why Dong Quanmiao, whom he had never met before, held such hostility towards him.

But now that he has come to him, I don't mind teaching him what respect is.

After taking a look at the arrogant Chef Dong, Chu Fan slowly picked up the knife and stood up.

With a hint of playfulness in his eyes, he walked towards Dong Quanmiao slowly.

step.

Step two.

Three steps.

His steps were slow, but every step seemed to reach Dong Quanmiao's heart.

Chef Dong, who had always been arrogant and indifferent, also flinched slightly in his eyes, because he knew that Chu Fan was a guest of Xia's family, even if he stabbed him recklessly, there would be no serious consequences.

He began to secretly regret his impulsiveness, and blamed his disappointing nephew for instigation.

"Chu Fan, don't be impulsive..." Yan Wushuang thought that Chu Fan was getting angry from embarrassment, and hurried up to snatch the knife.

Xia Dingtian also shook his head slightly, with indescribable disappointment in his eyes, it seemed that he had a high opinion of this kid.

When Chu Fan was three steps away from Dong Quanmiao, he suddenly stopped.

He reached out and took a cucumber strip as a decoration, and gently put it in his left hand.

Picking up the table knife with his right hand, his eyes were still fixed on Dong Quanmiao who didn't know why.

Suddenly, his hand started, the speed was so fast that he could only see the knife lights like silver phantoms.

The left hand is raised flat, as stable as a mountain.

The saber light in the right hand poured out, spinning like a wish, flying up and down.

Slowly, Dong Quanmiao's eyes changed, from disdain to shock.

He is a chef, a chef who regards kitchen knives as his life, so he naturally understands what Chu Fan is doing now.

At the same time, he also understood what a terrifying knife skill it was. It could cut cucumber sticks without hurting his left hand. I am afraid that only the legendary Qiandao Juying knife skill in the kitchen world can do it.

Xia Dingtian was startled, and Yan Wushuang was dumbfounded.

The whole house seemed to fall silent.

Only Chu Fan's table knife, which was still rotating up and down, tightly attracted everyone's eyes.

call!
When everyone felt that they were about to suffocate, Chu Fan finally circled a flower knife with his right hand, put down the table knife gently, and let out a breath of foul air slowly.

Then slowly pull one end of the cucumber strip with the right hand, pulling up the whole cucumber strip.

Thin as a cicada's wing, crystal clear, each piece depends on each other, and the silk is connected.

The heart of the melon in the middle was pulled out, and the whole body of the melon became a series of Tarot shapes with a square on the outside and a circle on the inside.

This……

Dong Quanmiao only felt that his face was hot. This was defeating him in the field he was best at.

Dong Quanmiao believes that this knife skill cannot be obtained without more than ten years of hard work.

I fell too hard today.

Chu Fan ignored the surprised and admiring eyes of the crowd, took an empty dinner plate, and put cucumber sticks on it.

"Chef Dong, thanks to your warm hospitality today, I will also cook a dish as a return gift, and the name of the dish should be called Wai Fang Nei Yuan."

Although Dong Quanmiao was not a very knowledgeable person, he could still hear the meaning implied by the name of the dish, and his face flushed with embarrassment.

Xia Dingtian nodded secretly, it seems that he still underestimated this kid, he is neither humble nor overbearing, he is not in a hurry, he is a good seedling.

Although his old face was flushed, Dong Quanmiao did not walk away in a fit of embarrassment, but took a step forward.

"Boy, you are not small, but you dare to compete with me in the back kitchen."

This is not because Dong Quanmiao still intends to stand up for his nephew, but because he feels humiliated in his own field and is a little unwilling, so he speaks out to challenge.

Xia Dingtian snorted coldly, "Dong Quanmiao, you've passed it by a little bit, little friend Chu Fan is a distinguished guest of my Xia family, is he someone you can compete with casually?"

What Chu Fan did just now has been approved by Xia Dingtian, so seeing that Dong Quanmiao still stepped forward to make things difficult, he couldn't help but speak out to stop him.

Dong Quan was so frightened that he trembled all over for a second, and only then did he think of the great god sitting behind him, and he blamed himself for being too involved in the drama.

Hastily bowed back apologetically, "I'm sorry, Mr. Xia, I was reckless."

After speaking, turn around and leave.

"and many more."

Under Dong Quanmiao's surprised eyes, Chu Fan walked forward slowly, "I also want to see Chef Dong's clever tricks, let's make gestures in the back kitchen."

Chu Fan has always adhered to the principle that no one offends me, and I will not offend others. Since the culprit is not Dong Quanmiao, he doesn't mind finding out this person himself.

"Little friend Chu Fan, is this necessary?" Xia Dingtian frowned and asked.

Although Chu Fan is good at knife skills, cooking skills and knife skills are completely different things. Xia Dingtian doesn't want to see him make a fool of himself, and at the same time he doesn't want to lose face.

"It's okay, let's make a splash for today's banquet." Chu Fan smiled slightly, stopped talking, and walked out first.

Jian Lao leaned forward slightly and asked, "Do you want to stop him?"

Xia Dingtian pondered for a moment, then stood up, "No, I'm interested to see what else this little guy can do."

The head chef of Xianghe Tower is located in the backyard of the lobby on the first floor, where Dong Quanmiao cooks and develops new dishes privately.

As soon as Chu Fan stepped into the door, he heard an excited voice from inside, "Uncle, did someone step on it?"

"Why is it you?" Zhao San was dumbfounded when he saw that it was Chu Fan who came in, with resentment and resentment shining in his eyes.

The fact that Zhao San is Dong Quanmiao's nephew is unknown to the entire Xianghe Tower.

Dong Quanmiao is a man who cherishes feathers very much, and doesn't want people to say that he is only a relative, so he hides this matter.

But Dong Quanmiao has no heirs, and he really dotes on his only nephew very much, and even bought him a Maserati out of his own pocket.

Just now Zhao San ran to the back kitchen and cried to Dong Quanmiao, saying that Xia Dingtian's guests were bullying him, not to mention humiliating him, and even kicking him out of Xianghe Tower.

Dong Quan was furious for a second, because outsiders could still bully him on his own territory.

However, thinking that the power of the Xia family could not be ignored, that's why they came up with the bad idea of ​​humiliating Chu Fan by naming the dish.

Chu Fan understood everything when he saw Zhao San, and deliberately smiled grinningly and walked to his side, "Why, wait here for me to see you standing on your head?"

Zhao San shuddered angrily, "Don't be complacent, you're just relying on Patriarch Xia's backing, otherwise..."

"Otherwise what?" Xia Dingtian walked in following the steps.

Looking up and seeing Xia Dingtian's majestic eyes, Zhao San shrank back in fright.

"Yes... I'm sorry, Patriarch Xia, I... I didn't mean to embarrass him on purpose."

Seeing Zhao San's appearance, Dong Quanmiao couldn't understand what his nephew had done, and suddenly became angry, and cursed, "Get out of here, it's a disgraceful thing."

Zhao San was so frightened that he hurried out along the back door.

Dong Quanmiao also realized at this time that he must have been used by his nephew.

"Little brother, let's forget about this contest. Today's dinner is mine, and in the future, my little brother's dinner at Xianghe Tower will also be mine. Do you think it's okay?"

Dong Quanmiao is also a person with a clear mind. Since he knew it was his own fault, he immediately expressed his sincerity.

After all, the Xia family stood behind Chu Fan, and this was also a way to show favor to the Xia family.

Chu Fan smiled slightly, "Chef Dong, one thing is another thing, the culinary competition was proposed by you, there is no need to cancel it because of this matter."

Chu Fan is not a narrow-minded person. His purpose is not to fight Dong Quanmiao to the end. He suddenly wants to prove something, so he insists on cooking.

"This... okay." Dong Quan glanced at Xia Dingtian for a second, and found that he didn't seem to be angry, so he thought in his heart that he would release the water for a while, so that Chu Fan would vent his anger, and everyone would live in peace. It's over.

It's not that he looks down on Chu Fan, he just thinks that being good at knife skills doesn't necessarily mean that he's good at cooking.

What's more, Chu Fan's age is too young, how can a veteran like himself who has been immersed in cooking for decades be able to compare.

"I don't know what kind of food the little brother is going to cook?" Dong Quanmiao asked cautiously, preventing himself from overacting and surpassing Chu Fan.

"Let's cook a dish each, and please ask Mr. Xia to notarize it when we're done." Chu Fan ignored Dong Quanmiao's question and walked directly to the kitchen counter.

Xia Dingtian became more and more interested. At first, he thought that Chu Fan was just angry.

Until just now when Dong Quan gave up, Chu Fan still insisted on having a competition, so he decided to see what tricks this kid was going to play.

"Okay, today I will open my eyes and see the amazing skills of little friend Chu Fan and Chef Dong."

Xia Dingtian cheerfully pulled over the stool, sat on it and looked at it with great interest.

When Dong Quan heard Xia Dingtian's words, his expression turned bitter.

Since this catastrophe cannot be avoided, let's try with all our strength. Anyway, defeating this kid is a matter of course. I believe the Xia family will not embarrass themselves because of this.

Stepping towards his own kitchen counter, Dong Quanmiao skillfully began to prepare the ingredients.

In this kitchen, he believed that he was an absolute god, and it was impossible for anyone to challenge his majesty.

Chu Fan didn't move, and silently called up the system.

Staring at Dong Quanshen, he read silently: "Copy."

"Ding, the target has a skill: Cooking (Grand Master)."

"Ding, to copy life-related skills and culinary skills, you need 100 points of loyalty, do you want to copy?"

Sure enough.

Chu Fan was secretly startled. From the time he upgraded the Flying Donkey, he knew that as long as the system does not involve martial arts, all applications are like benefits and require very little loyalty.

He replied without hesitation: "Copy."

Chu Fan immediately felt full of confidence.

Now I want to show you who is the real chef.