I am Qinxing No.1

Chapter 53 Perfect Sword Art

The masters looked at Zhou Dong and shook their heads secretly.Young people are young people, they don't know the heights of the heavens and the depths of the earth!
Sword skill depends on years of accumulation, how can someone in his early 20s be able to reach the pinnacle?Dare to dream of 'replenishing the sky' at a young age, who gave you the courage?

Although Shen Cheng is only in his early 30s this year, he came from a family of Qinxing. He was forced to practice knife skills at the age of five. After graduating from elementary school, the family was not allowed to go to school. Weizhen mixed up to Sizhen and Sanzhen. After ten years of daughter-in-law, she became a mother-in-law, and she has her current status.

No one will be optimistic about Zhou Dong, after all, he is too young, no matter how talented he is.

Shen Gongdao looked at the confident Zhou Dong, and even worried about him.Such a young man is really rare. It would be a pity if he became "Zhou Zhongyong" because of pride and complacency. Now that I have seen him, I will always try to persuade him in the future, and I can't just watch a culinary genius fall.

Just as he was thinking about it, he saw Zhou Dong's right hand holding an iron knife, which had already been cut down quickly, while his left hand quickly pushed aside and flattened the shredded potatoes that Pan Ke had cut!
"Is this...really going to mend the sky? But it's too fast!"

All the people present were experts, so it was natural to see whether Zhou Dong was serious or fooling around.

Is that still a chef's hand?It was simply the hand of a top pianist, and when it waved across the flat potato shreds, it was like a jumping elf.

It is a hand that removes the chaff and preserves the essence, removes the false and preserves the true, and turns the impossible into possible. While brushing the potato shreds, five fingers spring out suddenly, as fast as stone fire and lightning, and the wider potato shreds are like this It was separated and brought into the palm.

At the same time, the sharp sword light fell on the left hand, quickly and decisively, as if Zhou Dong suddenly went crazy and wanted to cut off his left hand!
"Oh, be careful!"

"I'll go, this is too suspenseful!"

The chefs on the chopping board were supposed to be experts, but they were all terrified when they saw it, and couldn't help exclaiming to remind Zhou Dong, be careful with your hands, the chef's hands are the rice rut, and it will last forever!

Ordinary people will worry about whether the chef will cut the vegetables when they see the chef chopping vegetables quickly?But if you look at your peers, you will not have such worries, because everyone knows that this is a skill that has been honed over thousands of years, and generally you will not miss it, unless the vegetable-cutter peer is too drunk.

But Zhou Dong's operation abruptly turned a group of veterans on the cutting board into laymen who yelled and screamed, which shows how dangerous it is.

Shen Gongdao suddenly took a deep look at Zhou Dong. There was shock in his eyes, but more anticipation.

Shen Cheng had already suppressed his smile, staring at Zhou Dong's two hands, his heart was full of shock!
So fast, so accurate knife!

This kind of speed and accuracy can also be achieved by Shen Cheng, but that refers to when he is usually chopping vegetables.

For example, when cutting potato shreds, first cut them into thin slices with a straight knife, then stack the slices, and then shred them. He can even cut potato shreds on the back of a person without hurting the skin.

But it is absolutely impossible for him to maintain such speed and accuracy when finishing the knife like Zhou Dong, unless he doesn't want his fingers anymore.

'Tuk tuk, tuk tuk, tuk tuk.'
The blood-stained scene that everyone was worried about would naturally not happen. The thick-backed black iron knife had already turned into an oolong, flying up and down, and layers of knife light fluttered like falling flowers, falling one after another between the five fingers of Zhou Dong's left hand.

"This kind of sword skill, even a senior technician may not be able to achieve it, it is simply the legendary sword master of Qinxing!"

Before he knew it, Shen Cheng's eyes were already moist.It turns out that there really are such people in the world, and it turns out that there really are such sword skills in the world!
In terms of sword skills alone, he is probably still above his uncle, that is, slightly inferior to Lu Luxin, the 'Master of Extinction', so he can see even more things than his uncle!

Zhou Dong was repairing the knife. Naturally, he could not break into pieces first and then shred according to the routine. Instead, he used extremely fast techniques to quickly hold the thickly sliced ​​potatoes that Pan Ke hadn't cut well before, and each time the light of the knife fell, Zhou Dong's left hand will pop out a few shredded 'waste' potatoes!After being rolled with a knife, these potato shreds immediately become as thin as hair!
In this way, while controlling the ejection of potato shreds with the left hand, he also controls the kitchen knife in the right hand, and at the same time continues to pick out the scrapped potato shreds for repair.

It is as difficult as mending the sky to use one mind and three tasks!

But that's it, Zhou Dong's knife sound can still keep the rhythm. Shen Cheng's biggest hobby after work is listening to music. Why does this knife sound more and more like Beethoven's "Heroic Symphony"?
What an honor to be able to work with such a person in this life?Even if you just let yourself be a tail anvil, it would be a very happy thing, right?

Shen Cheng's eyes are full of fascination, just like everyone's eyes at this moment, everyone suddenly finds that the handsome guy is very attractive
On the contrary, the fat man is the calmest. After staying by the boss's side for a long time, how can these people's ability to withstand stress be comparable to these people?
A short video that was secretly recorded was quickly sent to the group of 'Kyushu male gods' with the swipe of the fat man's finger.

It didn't take long before the group of male gods boiled over, and a series of young ladies and sisters had two words next to their heads—'Damn it! '

Cheng Xiaoxiao shouted: "What did I see, the male god started playing with a knife! Ah, this is too dangerous!"

Su Li: "Nonsense, what do chefs do if they don't play with knives? Haven't you seen my husband's knife skills like a god? Ah, I know how to use idioms! I must have been stimulated by my husband."

A young lady: "It reminds me of the cook in the New Dragon Gate Inn."

"Can you think of something better? That's a joke, so ugly compared to a big ugly, can you compare with a male god?"

"That's right! By the way, the male god is in Lu Chu, it's over, it's over, it's not convenient for us to see the male god in the future."

A new avatar bubbled up and said, "It's not convenient for you, but it's convenient for us."

With Zhou Dong coming to Luchu, Miss Sister's geographical scope has become wider, and it has begun to develop from south to north, just like a single spark, sooner or later a prairie fire.
"Phew, I finally fulfilled my mission."

Zhou Dong suddenly stopped, and put down the kitchen knife gently, half a minute was just right, it was really dangerous to say it.

He nodded his thanks to the master who sent the knife just now: "It's a good knife! Thank you, master."

"Don't dare, it's an honor for this knife to be used by master Zhou!" The master carefully took a look at Zhou Dong, and took the knife respectfully.

"Mr. Shen, Master Cheng, I have finished making up the knife, please check it."

Zhou Dong felt a wave of fear in his heart, but his expression was as calm as water, his temperament was more like that of an old pine Linyuan Tingting Yuezhi, and his brows were indifferent.
(End of this chapter)