Kind sword technique!

There is no doubt that in terms of knife skills, Xia Yu had to admit that it was difficult to match the old man with his own match, and there were still many things to learn.

And extends from the knife skills...

Xia Yu looked down at the two bowls of chicken soup on the table, and the calm noodle soup reflected his slightly surprised face.

"There is a gap in knife skills, and then there is a gap in the process of killing chickens."

“Is the difference in soups just because of the quality of the chicken?”

An unspeakable suffocation.

Bang!

With his hands on the table, Xia Yu lowered his head and made an incomprehensible laugh: "...This is the 'touching of the whole body' of cooking!'

"It's just a knife skill!"

bite.

Without his call, the system has automatically identified two portions of chicken soup on the table.

Works 1,85% completion.

Works 2,100% completion!

The value that was directly pulled up made Xia Yu's eyebrows and eyes twitch.

"Do you understand?"

The old man took off his apron, washed the knife and put it back on the knife holder, and the kitchen counter was cleaned and spotless. Then he turned around and pointed at Xia Yu's steam pot chicken soup leisurely. "Do you still think your cooking must be qualified?"

In the word "qualified", the old man is very pronounced.

Sharp eyes.

Xia Qing looked at his grandson with an scrutiny.

"This is qualified, not that is qualified." Xia Yu smiled again, "I probably know what it means, but, then again, old man, you are really strict!"

He complained silently in his heart.

Fuck.

In the past, if you get 60% of the completion level in the system, you will be qualified, and the system's passing standard line has not changed until now.

But for the old man, the standard line may suddenly rise to 90%.

Only if you have 90 points, you may be "qualified".

Moreover, 90% of the completion is the most basic condition for the luminous cooking.

"Old man, do you want to tell me that?" Xia Yu asked.

When Xia Qing heard his grandson's answer, he finally smiled a little, and his cold face softened a little.

"The tail behind your butt hasn't finally reached the sky."

He first praised Xia Yu's mentality. After all, many years of talented people are prone to becoming inflated and unprofitable under the praise of the entire circle. Then he is standing still and defeated, followed by a 360-degree spiral upward explosion.

What's more, when facing the exclamation of the "demon kings" all over the world, this inflated mentality may intensify, but Xia Qing did not see this inflated in his grandson.

At least my grandson still knows how to think and reflect on his shortcomings.

Thinking of this, Xia Qing's hidden worries that did not show in his heart disappeared a lot.

"Your achievements in heat and seasoning are already arrogant to your peers. You may also be high in the Lin-level pyramid, but your sword skills..." Xia Qing shook his head during this moment, "I'm afraid it's been stagnant for a long time, right?"

"Yes, my attainment in knife skills is far less than the heat, and these two basic skills are seasoning."

Xia Yu admitted it openly.

There is nothing to hide. You can achieve perfection in two basic skills. Even if you have systematic assistance, you can enter the country so quickly and you cannot separate it from Xia Yu's dedicated practice.

Before, he always focused on training heat and practicing spice skills. In contrast, after he created the special killer recipe "Peacock Dance", his sword skills fell into a long stagnation.

In other words, Xia Yu's sword skills are still at the special stage in terms of realm!

Therefore, sword skills are a weakness for Xia Yu, who has now broken through the Lin Realm.

Today, the old man showed no mercy and tore open the gap.

and.

I haven't made a luminous dish for a long time, right?

As soon as he thought about this, Xia Yu burst into cold sweat on his back.

Probably, he understood the balance of three basic skills, and that's right, it's "balance", maybe it's the sharp arrow that points directly to the glow of the dishes.

"Old man, they are all chopping chickens. We all use mulberry knives, and the same knives. How can the chicken be cut out and the quality gap is widened?"

Xia Yu asked in a low posture.

There is nothing to be embarrassed about in front of his old man.

If you don't understand, you have to ask.

"Come here"

The old man said coolly, so the grandfather and grandson were on the first day of the Lunar New Year, and there were visitors to pay New Year's greetings, and they squeezed in front of the kitchen counter. One was teaching grandson and the other was studying, both of them were very serious.

Lan Fengxian was ignored by her grandfather and grandson Huali.

"This is really..."

He was so amused that he could not help but laugh. At this time, he went to any mansion to pay New Year's greetings. The welcome scene would definitely be grand.

However, Lan Fengxian was not annoyed at all. He heard the trivial voices from the grandfather and grandson, and found them quite interesting.

Zhu Qing and Lan Chuhan also entered the kitchen.

The air was full of the aroma of chicken soup. As soon as he entered the room, Zhu Qing's eyes were firmly sucked by the two chicken soup on the table.

To be honest, Zhu Qing's sleep quality last night was very poor, or she didn't sleep at all, so she tossed and turned in bed. As for the reason for insomnia, it was not caused by Xia Yu's mistake during the reunion dinner.

Therefore, Zhu Qing felt energetic energy of garlic contained in the soup, and he took a few breaths of smell and felt his whole body full of energy and a swollen sleepiness.

Hey!

He couldn't help but approach the table, Zhu Qing stared at it for a few seconds, then turned around, Feng Fenghuohuo, and found a bowl and a spoon.

"It just so happened that I didn't have breakfast, I was hungry!"

Using chicken soup for breakfast seems a bit too nutritious, and Zhu Qing is also worried that the soup is greasy, but when she holds a spoon and takes a sip, she covers her mouth, throwing all her worries into Java, "Fresh!"

Zhu Qing didn't know that the bowl of soup she was drinking was boiled by the old man.

After drinking a whole bowl, his pretty face was radiant. Zhu Qing turned to Xia Yu's steamer, and his eyebrows were wrinkled into a ball, "Two dishes of the same chicken soup?"

At this time, Lan Fengxian interrupted and said, "This is the work of your Demon King Xia."

He rarely joked and called out the title of Xia Demon King.

"oh?"

"Then this is..."

"That's Brother Xia."

Zhu Qing immediately made up for the missing plot clips, and guessed that the grandfather and grandson competed on the same soup. Needless to say, the grandfather must be more skilled.

However, Zhu Qing was curious about how big the gap between his grandson and his grandfather was.

Well, you will know it when you eat it.

Zhu Qingpeng's second bowl of soup, Lan Fengxian and Lan Chuhan all looked at her without blinking.

Tang imported, but Zhu Qing wrinkled his face, "Wow"

Her butt was burning and she quickly left the stool. She suddenly felt that the air in the kitchen was stuffy, like a big steamer, with fine hot sweat coming out of her forehead and cheeks, and then, her clothes felt sour and greasy.

So Zhu Qing rushed out and gasped in the courtyard outside, leaving Lan Fengxian and Lan Chuhan looking at each other below.

After a while, Zhu Qing returned and changed into a clean dress.

The grandfather and grandson were still discussing the sword skills.

When she saw Zhu Qing coming back, Lan Fengxian, who had been curious for a long time, pointed to two soups on the table, "Ahan and I want to try them too, is it okay?"

"OK!"

Zhu Qing had cunning in his eyes and found them a bowl of spoons.

Lan Fengxian followed Zhu Qing and tasted the old man's soup first, praising him: "What a refreshing style!"

Lan Chuhan's eyes also looked surprised.

Is it delicious?

This is of course, but delicious food is not enough to summarize this soup. The tip of the tongue seems to have a solid illusion of chicken. It flaps its wings constantly to its mouth, and then carries a full and energetic cooking atmosphere, and blows it from its throat into the deepest part of the body, making the pores tremble.

Lan Fengxian and Lan Chuhan continued to taste Xia Yu's soup.

Well!

The two choked.

It's not that it's not delicious enough, but...

Compared with Xia Qing's orthodox and refreshing style, Xia Yu's soup gives people a taste and food scene, which is too strange.

"Ah, I've decided!"

A voice suddenly came from the direction of the kitchen counter, "I want to make another pot of chicken soup!"

"This is a ramen recipe!"
Chapter completed!