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Chapter 971: Can't Learn (Part 2)

The cooking performance of ‘god ingredients’ ended before the Nakiri thistle had started.

"?"

Capitalized confused question mark face.

After searching all over his head, he couldn't even find a clip of Xia Yu holding a knife to break up the frog's tongue. Nakiri Thistle looked at a small plate of strange sashimi on the kitchen counter, and didn't say anything for a long time.

"Did you see it?" Nakiri asked Xia Qing next to him, Yan Qi.

The two old men ignored him. Although the expression on their faces was not as confused as Nakiri Thistle, there was still a blank space for a while.

quick!

Too fast!

This is what Xia Qing and Yan Qi evaluated Xia Yu's sword technique.

In addition to fast, other details can be easily observed with the naked eye alone. It may be possible that only by recording frame by frame replay, or using certain visual superpowers, can the fragments of Xia Yu cutting his flesh under the knife.

"Smack sex..."

The applause broke the silence.

Yan Qi praised: "One knife, the pear blossoms bloom!"

"At least in the field of 'fish sashimi', you have already tempered your own sashimi level to a peak that most dragon chefs cannot reach-" The leader of the dark world looked at Xia Yu deeply, "Fast but not messy, clear in structure. This is the highest level that the Seven Star Pojun can achieve by cutting through quickly."

"Then--"

He stepped forward, held a pair of chopsticks, and carefully picked up a thin "shrimp of meat" in the plate. He saw that the thread was extremely thin and thin, just one, floating in the air, not as light pink as the original piece of meat, and was close to transparency.

"It's moving." Yan Qi's face was filled with an inexplicable smile, "Did you feel the vigorous vitality? It doesn't stick to the juice, the original taste. No matter what ingredients it is, I hold it with chopsticks and I always feel that it is still alive."

Xia Yu shrugged. No matter what, Yan Qi is also the leader of the dark world. Whether it is "Seven Stars Po Jun quickly cuts open" or "Arhan Crystal Slash", they all originated from the dark world, and there is nothing to be surprised by him to see through.

The Seven-Star Sword Ren also escaped into the dark world in order to learn powerful skills.

"This is the effect that Arhat Crystal Slash has been trained to a high level and naturally exerted when processing ingredients. Arhat Crystal Slash is the most suitable knife technique for fish sashimi. If combined with the Ice Soul Knife and cut it with one knife, it is equivalent to the ingredients... Well, it can be understood as the effect of the ice sealing spell, which seals the life of the ingredients, so the materials used for cutting and processing this knife technique are said to be 100% original flavor without any problem."

Xia Yu calmly added: "However, the Arhat Crystal Slash is not limited to fish sashimi cuisine, it has a wide operating space. How to use it depends on the chef's personal use."

Yan Qi stared at him with great interest, "The Luohan Crystal Slash, the Seven Star Pojun quickly cut open... These two cooking skills have reached a conclusion, and it must have happened today, right? If we hadn't happened to meet, would you continue to hide it? Until you are in the gym and showdown with Huang He, then make it public?"

"snort!"

Xia Qing glanced at her grandson unhappy, "Boy, when will she become..."

The reprimanding words were interrupted.

Nakirishi walked straight away without saying anything. He held the chopsticks, picked up the "silk threads" and stuffed them into his mouth.

Bang dong!!!

The whole world shook for a moment.

In fact, it was Nakiri Thistle's heart and body that had a big problem. He fell to his knees, his knees even broke through the ground, and cracks spread on several floor tiles around him. You can imagine how strong it was.

Sweat gathered on his face like a stream, dripping and dripping on his face.

"Hello--"

Xia Yu hurriedly shouted: "Sauce! You need to dip the sauce, otherwise the recipe will be incomplete!"

I took a pair of chopsticks and put them into a plate of slightly rippling green sauce plate. The chopsticks rolled, carrying about a few drops, and it was like putting out a fire and quickly stuffed them into the mouth of the nachinori thistle.

Click!

As soon as the teeth of Nakiri thistle were closed, the chopsticks suddenly broke. The expression of the middle-aged man in the black series was wonderful. The astringent and refreshing texture of the green plum sauce spread on his tongue, and his originally painful and twisted face gradually turned soft.

He couldn't help but turn over and sit cross-legged on the floor. The man who always gave people darkness and gloom actually raised his neck high, closed his eyes and inhaled, and said intoxicatedly: "It's raining..."

"The familiar melody of rain...Is this a heavy rainy day in midsummer? Uh, that person-" Nakiri Thistle wiped his eyes, turned his head back to the yard, under a banana fan, there was a person holding a stick, teasing the creatures that were rushing around in the grass and ditches.

Quake.

The sound of frogs fills the courtyard.

At this time, as if he was conscious of his gaze, the funny frog boy under the banana tree in the rain raised his head, his eyes as clean as black gems, with a wonderful attraction. The boy suddenly reached out and grabbed a fat and slippery frog, grinned slightly, as if he was smiling, and seemed to sigh: "The Flower of Life..."

Dong! Dong!

The heartbeat woke Nakiri thistle.

Unlike just now, a strange and powerful energy was spreading from the mouth, from the throat, to the whole body. Nakiri Thistle felt something coming out with her right hand. She was stunned for a moment, and then her expression was ecstatic, "I, I am actually absorbing the nutrition of 'god ingredients'!"

“Incredible!”

"Why, this is obviously not the recipes and dishes that are 'suitable' to me..."

Nakiri thistle's lips are shaking.

But suddenly, a sudden realization appeared on his face.

A certain memory surged out from his head. It was a scene when Nakiri Thistle was almost "demonized" when she ate the fried rice with "Golden Inlaid Jade" during the Sapporo event. But only he knew in his heart that after forcibly suppressing the "demonization" backlash, his cells also received a lot of nutrition, which also led to him Nakiri Thistle turning over and sitting on the throne of Zhang Lin, the eighth giant in the "Food Club".

A very hot sight swept straight towards Xia Yu.

Nakiri Thistle's lips were dry and her smile was elusive: "To be honest, if I could, I really want to capture you back and imprison you in the dark room, be my enslavement chef, cook delicious food for me every day."

Swish.

Erina blocked the evil and weird vision of "father", her delicate angel-like face tightened, "Shut up, your lines and eyes are so disgusting!"

The father and daughter looked at each other, but this time Erina refused to let in an instant.

"Who are you thinking about imprisoning in your heart?" Erina wrote disdain and disgust on her face.

Nakirishi was just talking loudly, but he didn't expect his daughter to react surprisingly, with a hint of loneliness and complexity in her eyes obvious. He laughed and said awkwardly: "I think in today's food industry, except for the characters on the throne seat, who dares to say that he has the ability to imprison this Xia Demon King?"

After he said that, he turned around and waved his hand.

"I'm leaving."

After a pause at the door, the black man said, "I know you sent a message to Huang He. This news will probably be spread abroad tonight. After all, such a heavyweight duel hasn't happened internationally for a long time."

"No need to doubt. After this 'war letter' was sent out, the fan group of Xia Demon King probably all doubted you. But now I believe that you have the ability to challenge Long Chu."

"And, you must be the winner!"

A voice from afar was sent back in the courtyard: "...Thank you for your help, I am getting closer and closer to Long Chu. The ingredient form is here. If you need it, send me a message. I will help you as much as possible!"

"He..." Erina was stunned.

After a while, Xia Yu patted her shoulder and woke up the girl. Seeing Erina's complexity and incredible face, she couldn't help but smile and said, "Don't think too much. This Mr. Nakiri was a wolf before, but is still a wolf now. I have given him such great benefits. If he doesn't repay her, then congratulations to him on his promotion to the ungrateful wolf. In the future, any of my Xia store will refuse to receive it."

There was a murmur behind him.

Xia Qing and Yan Qi ignored Nakiri thistle and surrounded the kitchen counter, pointing to a small plate of strange sashimi.

Xia Qing said: "...If there are the same ingredients and sauces, can it be restored?"

"Restore? I can't even learn it."

Yan Qi smiled heartily and said, "Brother Xia, have you forgotten that I just tempered the two cooking skills of "Seven Star Pojun Xun Cut" and "Big Bull Qinglong Slash" to perfection, and lacked the very critical "Arhat Crystal Slash"!"

"Without this 'Sword of Life', there would be no way to talk about building the seal of food spirit and the picture of food..."

"Is that..."

Hearing the Dark World leader publicly admitting this, Xia Qing couldn't help but look back and look at the door, the grandson who was talking to Erina with a smile, was secretly shocked, shocked and unbelievable, "His sword skills and accomplishments will catch up with the leader of the Dark World?"

Yan Qi has two perfect sword skills.

Like Xia Yu.

At least, in the field of "Blade Technique", Xia Yu is comparable to Yan Qi.

"this……"

The more Xia Qing thought about it, the more absurd he felt.

What made the old guy's face twitch even more is that it seems that he has lived to a dog all his age, and his young grandson seems to have easily caught up with him, on the road of cooking...

Ju went downstairs, outside the store.

Nakiri called a taxi, and when he got in, he looked back at the century-old famous building in the night, and his eyes were suppressed by a trace of blood: "That food gangster Lei Zhe, let me deal with it for you."

"Huang He, it's up to you."

If Xia Yu is there, he will definitely applaud—

Lei Zhe, open the door and your lunch box is here!
Chapter completed!
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