"This...this...this..." Everyone was so shocked that their chins almost dropped.

Because, just after Li Dabao slapped the table, the vibration force caused the originally neat tender tofu pieces to scattered.

Then, a bottle of the beautiful and beautiful sleeping Buddha was revealed.

Moreover! Because of the shock momentum just now, and the tofu was too tender, the sleeping Buddha was still shaking gently.

It's just a q-fuck.

"This is a master! This is a master! This is a master!"

"Oh my god! I just waved it in the air for a few times, and could I carve such a bottle of sleeping Buddha?"

"I feel like I'm dreaming. Who can pinch me?"

No one dares to believe this is true.

Because, this is so dreamy.

"Do you know why this piece of tofu has been flying in mid-air just now and has not fallen?"

Li Dabao's voice rang slowly.

Everyone couldn't help but shook their heads.

"Because, his knife is too fast! And it's too accurate!"

Li Dabao looked solemn.

"Every time he used a knife, he could not only accurately carve the sleeping Buddha, but also control the force to an extremely subtle level, allowing this piece of tender tofu to be exposed to a force that would not fall for a long time."

"At the same time, this force of leaping into the air was extremely precise and did not destroy the sleeping Buddha at all."

"His sword skills are far better than mine!"

Li Dabao was convinced by the loss.

He never thought that a person's sword skills could make him so superb.

Is this the level of sword skills that a chef should have?

It seems that the road I want to take is still long.

At least in terms of sword skills, I am far inferior to Liu Yan.

I'm afraid I won't be able to do this even if I give myself another thirty years.

"Liu Yan! You are my goal! One day, I will definitely defeat you in my sword skills and correct my master's name of the Thirteen Cuts of the Humen!"

A fire of excitement gradually ignited in Li Dabao's eyes.

Originally! He thought that no one could do anything about his accomplishments in sword skills.

So, as early as two years ago, he had lost the motivation to work hard.

But now, the motivation has reappeared.

The goal of hard work has finally been achieved.

Many diners at the scene felt a little hot and they were almost embarrassed to stay here.

After all, they had always suspected Liu Yan and even despised Liu Yan.

But now! I feel like my face is lost.

Some diners had just started eating not long ago, but now they checked out and left.

I have no shame to stay any longer.

...Other side.

Liu Yan and Yang Chenchen walked side by side.

"Liu Yan, the method you just made that piece of tofu fly in mid-air is not a spell or something, right?"

Yang Chenchen asked curiously.

"Of course not, that's the real chef's sword skills!"

Liu Yan is serious and authentic.

"Tsk, forget it if you don't say it."

Yang Chenchen gave Liu Yan a blank look.

Liu Yan was also helpless.

Beauty Yang, what I said is true, but you just don’t believe it.

Blame me?

"By the way, I also know there is a good barbecue restaurant, let's go there to eat."

Yang Chenchen smiled.

Liu Yan and she haven’t had a few bites of hot pot before.

At this moment, my stomach started to growl.

"Okay, go for a barbecue."

Liu Yan smiled.

Wang's barbecue stall.

This is just a street snack, and it is the kind of stall that sets up a night market.

However, there are quite a few people who eat.

Halfway through the barbecue.

"I'll go to the bathroom."

With apologetic smile, Liu Yan stood up and left, and walked towards a bathroom at the corner of the night market.

But Liu Yan did not enter the bathroom, but found a corner where there was no one.

"No. 1, call Yang Chenchen by hiding numbers and changing sounds."

"Beep..." The phone was immediately dialed.

"Hello."

Yang Chenchen's voice came from the other end of the phone.

Liu Yan didn't say nonsense and said directly: "Didn't you always want to compete with me with another heavy motorcycle?"

"It's you?"

Yang Chenchen's voice suddenly seemed a little excited and surprised.

After all! Not long ago, she was complaining in front of Liu Yan.

But at this moment, the owner of the Ghost-faced Harley heavy motorcycle actually contacted him, and from his tone, it seemed that he had agreed to compete with him.

Great! "See you in the old place."

After saying that, Liu Yan hung up the phone, without any intention of talking nonsense.

"This Yang Chenchen is quite interesting."

With a gentle smile, Liu Yan turned around and walked back. When he returned there, he found that Yang Chenchen had disappeared.

"I'll go, no... isn't it?"

Liu Yan looked speechless.

Is it running away?

Is it necessary to be so anxious?

Forget it, let her go.

"Boss, pay."

Liu Yan shouted.

"Sir, the account here has been settled. Your beautiful companion asked me to hand it over to you."

The owner of the barbecue stall handed over the box containing the Ghost-faced Harley model and a message note.

Originally, Yang Chenchen gave the box containing the Ghost Face Harley model to Liu Yan when he was in the hot pot restaurant, but Liu Yan did not bring it with him when he left. Fortunately, Yang Chenchen took it away.

"Thanks."

Liu Yan took it and saw it read: I'm leaving in an emergency, I've settled the account, you eat slowly, I'll invite you again another day.

By the way, you have to pack this motorcycle model.

Yang Chenchen left his words.

"This girl is too impatient, but it's just right to see that she really likes heavy motorcycles."

After smiling, Liu Yan stopped eating and got up and left.
To be continued...