Siheyuan: A Cook in the 60s

After a familiar feeling of dizziness.

Cao Wei found himself in a clean and tidy kitchen.

Looking around, it was similar to the kitchen in my previous life.

Big.

There are all kinds of kitchen utensils such as range hoods, large pot stoves, disinfection cabinets, seafood steaming cabinets, refrigerators, workbenches, etc. The most important thing is that it is very clean here, so clean that it looks like new.

As he was looking around the kitchen, a voice came from behind him.

"What are you standing there for? Aren't you here for class?"

He looked back and found that there was a burly man standing behind him. He was wearing a short-sleeved shirt and had muscular body. He didn't look like a cook but more like a general.

Can you speak?

Have your own thoughts?

Cao Wei didn't have time to think about it, and immediately put on a smile that met social expectations: "Comrade, what's your name?"

"My last name is Liu, but I don't remember it. You can just call me Teacher Liu." The sturdy man waved his hand and said nonchalantly, "I just saw how skilled you are in knife skills. You have already reached proficiency in knife skills. Here, proficient knife skills have basically reached the pinnacle of most chefs, and they will never be able to improve further in their lifetime. If you want to improve further, you need to refine your body."

"Body training?" Cao Wei frowned, not quite understanding.

He is a cook, not a warrior.

"Since ancient times, chefs have all started by cutting vegetables. Chefs who have inherited the tradition will teach their apprentices how to hold the knife and how to cut vegetables. Chefs who don't have the tradition will gradually develop bad habits, and later on, if they want to change them, it will take a lot of time."

This is true.

Cao Wei had a deep understanding that most people would just pick up a knife and start cutting vegetables without considering the angle or the posture to mobilize the muscles. Over time, muscle memory would be formed and it would take a lot of effort to change it. In his previous life, he had no master to teach him. In this life, it was the master of Fengze Garden who forced him to change his bad habits.

"For those chefs who cannot use the correct method to cut vegetables, the peak they can reach in their lifetime is just proficiency. The road ahead is already blocked. And for most chefs who use the correct method, they can only reach proficiency."

"why?"

"Because their physical strength can't keep up, knife skills are more about the control of strength. Too much is not right, and too little is not right either. The difference between Wensi tofu made by skilled knife workers and Wensi tofu made by master knife workers is huge. Only when the control of strength reaches a fine level can one enter the master level of knife skills."

"What about Dacheng?"

"Wait until you reach proficiency."

"So how should I train? Should I just transform my body? Come on?"

As soon as Cao Wei said this, Teacher Liu's eyes became very strange: "In this world, there is no such thing as getting something for nothing. You need to practice on your own. I will teach you a set of boxing techniques. Practice diligently every day. After three months of practice, you will see results. You will be able to meet the entry requirements. Repeated practice can strengthen your essence and kidneys..."

"I'll practice! Stop talking! I'll practice!" Cao Wei's eyes were so firm that it seemed as if he saw five red stars.

Teacher Liu, who was still planning to talk a little more, said: …

"Well, follow me and learn. I'll also remind you that you need to learn this set of exercises thoroughly in this space before you can leave."

"No problem!" Cao Wei said in a firm tone, his eyes sparkling.

"Then let's get started."

"Cluck, cluck!" A rooster crowed.

Cao Wei, who was lying on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes, sweat oozing from his forehead. He cursed fiercely: "Damn it!"

Last night, he entered the system and learned the method of body training. According to Teacher Liu, it was to let him form muscle memory. Body training, how to train, how to breathe, that is a knowledge, it requires a long time of training. This training, he himself did not know how many times he had practiced. The key is, if you don't practice well, people will really kill you!

After a whole night of tossing and turning, I felt exhausted, painful, collapsed, and numb.

He stood up tentatively, crouched slightly, and made a movement.

Sure enough, muscle memory has been formed.

He exhaled lightly, went to the kitchen, took out the food he brought, turned on the fire, and cooked the porridge. Then he went out. He had to train his body. No matter how painful it was last night, he had to work hard for the sake of his knife skills. He was definitely not doing this for the sake of strengthening his sperm and kidneys.

The first step in practicing kung fu is to take horse stance.

There's nothing much to say, and it won't make any noise to wake anyone up.

It's just dawn, and if you laugh in the yard, you will probably be hated.

Lou Xiao'e opened the door of her house. She wanted to go to the toilet. As soon as she went out, she found a person standing in the middle of the yard. She was startled. After taking a closer look, she realized that it was her new neighbor!

This is martial arts training.

She was not unfamiliar with martial arts training. In the past, her family had hired martial artists, most of whom practiced in the morning. According to them, if a person who practiced internal martial arts did not practice martial arts in the morning light, then this person must be not very good. Of all the energy in the world, only the purple energy in the morning light could be absorbed by the human body. The rest of the time was not suitable.

Now it seems that this neighbor of mine is definitely not a simple person.

[Positive emotions +100]

Ok?

Cao Wei raised his eyebrows, and in an instant, he knew that Lou Xiao'e had woken up.

Yesterday, this woman strangely contributed more than a thousand emotional points to him. Today, she did it again. He didn't move, just squatted there, with only the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Lou Xiao'e quietly approached Cao Wei. At this moment, he had been exercising for a while. Sweat was flowing out of his body, soaking his clothes. The outline of his upper body could be seen clearly. If one had to use one word to describe him, it would be "strong and powerful."

She looked around and saw no one around. For some reason, she suddenly had an evil thought in her mind. She reached out her hand and gently patted Cao Wei's shoulder.

"Hey!"

A soft cry was heard, the sound was suppressed, but the gloating hidden in the voice could not be concealed no matter what.

But what she didn't expect was that after this slap, Cao Wei, who had been standing there motionless, moved like a rabbit, no, like a tiger. He turned around suddenly and rushed towards Lou Xiaoe with a fist.

Lou Xiao'e was startled and her mouth opened slightly. She was stunned for a moment. She saw a fist, a fist as big as a casserole, appear in front of her at an extremely fast speed.

At this moment, there were only four words left in her mind.

"Will you die?"

She closed her eyes, her face turned pale, and her whole body trembled uncontrollably.

[Negative emotions +300]