delicious master

Chapter 45 Hong Tao's Pride!
As the saying goes, no matter how skilled you are, you are afraid of kitchen knives.

Uh... No, it's crooked, and I have a kitchen knife in my hand, and I have it in the world!
Holding his weapon, the man looked at the enemy in front of him.

The icy cold wind hit his face, like a cold knife slicing across his face, excruciatingly painful.

But our comrade, Paul Andreyevich Tang Xiaokang Korchagin is still fighting against this difficult environment. struggle.

oh!He raised his weapon and slashed forward with all his strength, but his weapon fell down, he, he hit a wax gourd.

The green melon rind kept falling on the marble table, the core inside had been hollowed out by Tang Xiaokang, and the thick melon rind was also getting thinner under the constant waving of the kitchen knife.

Decisive and sharp, without the slightest hesitation, every time Tang Xiaokang swung the kitchen knife, the knife would lift the melon rind on it at an incredible angle. His hand was very steady and the knife was very accurate.

The knife went up and down, and the huge kitchen knife kept slashing across the winter melon, but what was incomprehensible was that the winter melon didn't show any signs of breaking.

The cold wind carried heat, which made Tan Xiaokang's hands a little red from the cold. This was due to localized cold, which led to poor blood circulation, and the blood in the hands could not flow back effectively.

The poor blood circulation made Tang Xiaokang's hands a little stiff, and he had to stop and stretch his palms to relieve the pressure.

Although it is a bit painful, the effect is still very obvious. Tang Xiaokang can obviously feel that with the concentration of his attention, the control of the accuracy of his hands is constantly improving. Gradually picked up.

Although still not very proficient, but already have some feeling.

Looking at the gradually carved pattern, Tang Xiaokang raised it to have a look, but there are still some details that have not been completed.

But he couldn't stay outside any longer. He rubbed his hands together. Although this way of exercising would have a better effect, it was really destructive. The attack of the cold wind made his control and grip of his hands constantly decline.

Holding the wax gourd and the kitchen knife, Tang Xiaokang returned to the hall.

The next place needs to be more finely carved, and you can't stay outside anymore, otherwise it will be difficult to control such a precise range with your own frozen palm.

After finding a heater and letting his hands gradually return to temperature, Tang Xiaokang tried to squeeze his fists, and there was no major problem.

Because he had been frozen a lot when he was practicing cooking in the past, as long as it wasn't too serious, Tang Xiaokang's hands would rarely feel itchy like normal people when his hands warmed up.

Also less redness.

Of course, this is only better than ordinary people to a certain extent, but in more serious cases, there will still be some symptoms, which is why Tang Xiaokang will come in.

If you hold on any longer, these hands really can't hold it anymore.

Answering the hall, picking up the kitchen knife again, Tang Xiaokang looked at the winter melon sleeping on the table, and started to move his hands at the green winter melon in front of him.

From a distance, one can see that Tang Xiaokang carved a picture on the winter melon, which is the little orange cat "Winter Melon" picked up by him.

At this moment, Tang Xiaokang is not only carving one on the green-skinned wax gourd, but has drawn various "winter melons" with different expressions and various postures. It is basically a picture of a hundred cats.

After Tang Xiaokang returned to the hall, he continued to deepen the description, and the appearance of these little orange cats became more and more real. Even the hairs on their bodies began to be distinct. I don't know whether Tang Xiaokang used a kitchen knife. How to do this.

It took only about two hours for Tang Xiaokang to finish the picture of the hundred cats on the wax gourd.

With the finishing work of the last step, the whole winter melon has been carved by Tang Xiaokang into a hollowed-out picture of hundreds of cats. All the little orange cats look lifelike, and they look more beautiful through the hollowed-out appearance .

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Just after Tang Xiaokang finished carving the hollowed-out winter melon with a picture of a hundred cats, the voice of the system sounded again in his mind.

But this time, Tang Xiaokang didn't turn on the system in his mind immediately, but stopped what he was doing, and another guest came outside.

The person who came was Hong Tao. It was almost 12:30, which happened to be the perfect lunch time. I didn't expect Hong Tao to be so active and the first to rush over.

"Boss Tang, salt-baked chicken, hurry up!"

As soon as he ran to the door, Hong Tao yelled, holding on to the door frame and gasping for breath, he didn't know what he did.

While Tang Xiaokang was still in doubt, a large group of people suddenly began to pour in from behind, and many nearby people started to get off work, or remembered the nearby residents who had lunch.

"Master Soup, please have a bowl of mutton soup!"

"Master Tang, there is a new dish today, right? Give me one!"

"Me too, a portion of delicious salt-baked chicken!"

Countless people rushed in as if they had made an agreement, and all kinds of noisy orders filled the yard in an instant.

"Don't mess up, line up, come one by one!"

With a calm cry, Tang Xiaokang went back to the hall and took out the number plate that he hadn't used for a long time. There were not many people in Dongju a few days ago, and he didn't need this thing. He thought he would have to wait for a while before he could use it. I didn't expect it to come out so soon.

After distributing the number plates to everyone in order, Tang Xiaokang figured out what was going on.

Many diners here thought that if they came earlier, there might not be any seats in Dongju, so they all chose the middle time slot, which happened to be able to leave a group of people to make room.

There is nothing wrong with thinking this way, but if one person thinks this way, two people think this way, and everyone thinks this way, it will result in no one coming at all in the beginning.

On the contrary, at this time period, everyone came out in a swarm.

Originally, I thought I would be able to come over in time, but when Hong Tao was walking on the road, he suddenly saw a familiar person, and then saw another familiar person. Everyone is a diner of Dongju, and they have been familiar with each other during this period of time. Quite a few, and when the number of people increased, everyone understood what was going on.

Thanks to Hong Tao's quick reaction, before everyone could figure it out, he rushed towards Dongju directly, and this was the first scene where he was lying at the door panting.

Holding the fastest No. [-] plate in his hand, Hong Tao looked at this kind of person proudly. It doesn't matter how fast you order. Anyway, I was the first to come to Dongju, and I was also the first to order. Everyone All behind him.

(End of this chapter)