Wanjie Supreme Creditor System

Chapter 322 Dragon Head Knife
The thief who was about to chop vegetables almost cried immediately.

The leading knife that was clearly placed beside him, ready to humiliate Huang Bingyi, has disappeared!

The action of chopping vegetables was off, and he cut himself a finger.

In an instant, the blood dissipated and penetrated into the vegetables.

The red was shocking, and many people screamed in unison!

"Oh! Is this the chef? Cut off my hand!"

"The character is too bad, look at Huang Bingyi, he doesn't even look at it, he is still making noodles!"

"All cats and dogs are here to challenge, no, it should be mice, garbage!"

Soon, the people standing around woke up and spoke contempt for his embarrassing behavior.

"Humph!"

The sharp-mouthed monkey snorted coldly, his face full of anger, knowing that today was over.

With a bang, he threw away the kitchen knife, not in the game, and walked away.

The dishes are soaked in blood, and people are already bored in their hearts. No matter what the taste is, he has already lost.

It doesn't make sense to compare it any further!
Leng Yi never expected that he would suddenly take away the leading knife, which directly led to Huang Bingyi's victory.

Shaking his head, he walked to the big copper pot and looked at Huang Bingyi's sword skills.

At this moment, the water inside boiled, and the steam rose to a height of one meter, scorching hot.

He picked up the dough and waved the big knife in his hand.

The sound of the wind rolled up, and the speed of the waving hands could not be seen clearly.I saw thin noodles, as if being carried by a hurricane, flying into the sky, converging into a dragon shape, and falling into the big copper pot.

This is not over yet, his movement is still the same, and the speed has reached the limit.

White noodles continuously flew up, gathered into various shapes, and fell into the large copper pot.

"You have a good hand and are very appreciative. It seems that the chef is not as bad as I thought!"

Leng Yi was looking forward to it, knowing that he was very smart, so he felt relieved.

Smelling the smell of the pot, the aroma is strong, and I still feel hungry even though I have eaten the chef's food.

Would love to have a bite.

"It turns out that the benefactor has come, and the small tricks are too small to make it into the elegant hall! It's better to be the benefactor, Qihuang, who can heal the injury in a blink of an eye."

When he saw that it was Leng Yi, Huang Bingyi said politely with a faint smile on his fat face.

The hands are constantly moving, and the terrifying knife skills make people jaw-dropping, and they dare not even blink their eyes.

It's just that in Leng Yi's eyes, the speed can be a little faster.

With a smile on his face, he said:

"We are different in nature. You want to feed people, and I want to let people continue to live. You said that you taught me peerless cooking skills! I came to learn!"

He stated the purpose of this trip, lest he forget and refuse to admit it.

Thinking of Zhang Heng's repudiation, he had to keep an eye on him to avoid accidents.

Huang Bingyi looked at his eyes and said:

"Don't worry, I'm a chef of the generation, and I keep my word. It's just that I want to look at the Dragon Head Knife again. It's my family heirloom."

Sure enough, another moth came out and put forward other requirements, which were not as pleasant as the previous tasks.

The corner of Leng Yi's mouth couldn't help but sneer, and said:
"You're asking a lot. Do you think I'm easy to talk to? Or do you want to compete with me?"

There was anger in his heart, he saved his life, and wanted to make an inch of it?

Do you really think he is a clay figurine?
Clay figurines also have three points of fire!
In a word, it contained the smell of gunpowder, which attracted the attention of a young man and a woman behind Huang Bingyi.

"Fuck, who is this, dare to threaten Huang Chef?"

"Tch, he really doesn't know how powerful the God of Cooking is. His knife skills are terrifying, and he can take off the flesh of a person!"

"He doesn't know how to live or die. This kind of person should be taught a lesson. You can't accept such a person as an apprentice!"

The spectators around saw the challenger leaving, and all their attention was on Huang Bingyi.

Hearing Leng Yi's unkind words, everyone scolded them angrily.

In their hearts, Huang Bingyi of the restaurant represents the pinnacle of culinary skills and is irreplaceable.

In the big copper pot, there are fresh noodles, and I want to taste the taste.

"My benefactor misunderstood. I will start teaching you cooking skills from today. My dream is to get back the dragon head knife! Why do you want to learn from each other? I am a chef, you are a doctor, and you are not a butcher. Where can we learn from each other?"

Huang Bingyi seemed to feel Leng Yi's anger, and he was intimidated immediately.

Or have other plans, ready to do something else.

"That's good, I have to try it first, don't learn a bad cooking skill!"

Leng Yi's expression softened slightly, and his eyes fell on the noodles in the big copper pot.

Only then did I realize that there was an even more magical scene inside. He was in the same shape he had just fallen into, and he was still in the same shape now.

Even if the boiling water boils, it still remains unchanged.

This was another change that others couldn't feel, and he couldn't help showing a satisfied gesture.

Since the technology is good, then give him a reward.

"Get on the pot!"

Huang Bingyi yelled suddenly, a man and a woman in white chef uniforms behind him, before they had time to despise Leng Yi, they immediately took eighteen large bowls and placed them on the table.

Accompanied by his roar, he clapped his palms on the outside of the big copper pot.

There are balls of dough inside, with a little soup, falling into large bowls.

Huang Bingyi didn't wait for the noodles to be ready, and coriander and beef appeared in his right hand.

brush brush...

The sword technique is like a mountain, skip it quickly.

Minced coriander, sliced ​​beef, slipped into the soup.The soup was about to splash up just now, but it was pressed down instantly, and nothing splashed out.

Such a sight is admirable.

"Cow! This is cooking!"

Among other things, just this move, without hundreds of exercises, don't try to grasp the timing so accurately.

They clapped their hands together, then picked up a bowl, picked it up and ate it without any hesitation.

He has never been picky about food, ever since he ate the food of the chef of Su Liuxing's family, he has never forgotten it.

At this moment, it is just a bowl of noodles, and I feel like I have eaten my tongue.

A bowl, less than 1 minute, all finished.

The remaining fifteen bowls were all distributed to other people.

The remaining two bowls were divided among his apprentices, one male and one female.

"Food, of course, is for sharing with everyone, so that we can be happier! Thank you, thank you!"

Huang Bingyi clasped his fists with both hands, smiled all over his face, and saluted everyone.

At this moment, on the table where the large bowl had just been placed, a dragon head knife with a golden light appeared and was inserted into it.

"Dragon head knife!"

Everyone at the scene quickly focused their eyes on the knife, unable to look away.

Regardless of whether it is sharp or exaggerated, it makes many people feel greedy.

Huang Bingyi picked it up, his face full of memories, and he stroked every inch of the lines on it carefully.

It seems that the wife who has been separated for many years cannot be forgotten or given up.

"How could it appear out of thin air? Could it be that the dragon head knife also has feelings?"

"Haha, I don't think so. Huang Bingyi has some wonderful sword skills, right?"

"Fart, I think the other party lost and stayed here on purpose."

Leng Yi nodded at Huang Bingyi amidst all kinds of conjectures.

That was a reward for him, cooking is not easy.

Seeing Leng Yi's gesture, Huang Bingyi was startled, and then, as if the memories were over, he gently put down the dragon knife and said:

"May you have a good master and exert a powerful function!"

After the words fell, as if entrusting him, he took a deep look at Leng Yi, and strode towards the hotel.

(End of this chapter)