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Chapter 371 Your sword skill counts

Feng Luan didn't expect that Li Si would be arrogant and want to compare cooking skills with the other party. Although Li Si's cooking skills should be quite good, Master Huang is the leader of the rating group and a very famous member of the Foodie Branch of the Xihai Provincial Branch.

Therefore, the hot pot restaurant that can be favored by him and won the nomination and rating will definitely be sought after by diners who like to eat hot pot.

Feng Luan wanted to hold Li Si, but Feng Huang grabbed her instead and whispered: "Don't worry, I think Li Si dares to say this, he must have some tricks." Feng Luan whispered: "But sister, have you not heard Li Si say that? If you lose, we will close the store."

Phoenix glanced at Phoenix, with a suspicion in her voice, "Have you been alone all night? Have you not established any relationship? Are you just so unbelievable to your handsome guy husband?"

A handsome little guy husband? Build relationships?

Feng Luan's face turned red, she burst into laughter, shook her head and said, "What's wrong? Sister, are you jealous?" Feng Huang said, "What jealous? He'd better take your first time away, and I'm happy." Feng Luan's smiled and trembled, "An, sister, I have nothing to do with him." But at this point, Feng Luan thought that Li Si had touched her left chest and looked at her upper body completely. This was basically half of her innocent body, so she was basically talking lies with her eyes open.

"I will believe you, okay, believe him. Now maybe he is the only one who can save you, the hot pot restaurant. Otherwise, it would be no different to putting it bluntly as your hot pot restaurant." Although Fenghuang's words were cold and realistic, they were indeed bloody. Just the few customers in the past were not enough for the store rent.

This store is nearly 100,000 yuan a month, and 10,000 yuan a year. Fengluan’s own money is almost over, and there is no money in the store now. If it is not profitable, it may really go bankrupt and close.

Feng Luan sighed and nodded, "That's all." So, his eyes were filled with eager expectations and trusted Li Si. He even said in his heart: Li Si, if you dare to disappoint your sister, I will not ask you for hundreds of millions of mental damages!

Phoenix and Fengluan are different, like a ball of ice fog, so cold that it makes people dare not approach it. However, her eyes looking at Li Si were a little different from those looking at others. It seemed that the look was not so cold, and there was a hint of expectation.

"What are you going to compare!" Master Huang ordered his men to sit at a 10-person table, and he sat opposite Li Si, sneering as if he was negotiating, looking down on Li Si.

"The most important thing for a chef is knife skills. This is the basic skill. Let's compare three things. How about I compare knife skills with you first?"

Master Huang snorted, "Okay, just compare the sword skills." But he thought to himself: I dare to compete with me with the sword skills, and I can't kill you and me.

Fengluan was the owner of the place, so she hurriedly brought the cutting board and an extremely sharp kitchen knife and placed it on the table of the 10 people.

"What materials do you need?" Feng Luan originally respected Master Huang very much, but now she was standing on Li Si's side, with contempt and a cold voice, far from being as enthusiastic towards Li Si.

Master Huang didn't take it seriously, just said, "Potato."

Feng Luan gave Master Huang a rectangular potato, but there was no point in giving him any difficulty.

Master Huang said coldly: "The most test of knife skills is to cut potato shreds. You, a boy who is ignorant of the world, are optimistic." After that, he began to cut potato shreds.

His cutting method is very fast, and his strength is very fast, and his wrist is very flexible. In a short while, a plate of shredded potatoes as thin as a toothpick will be cut. I have to say that this kind of knife skill is really amazing.

The potato shredded potatoes were completed in less than a minute. Master Huang’s men nodded in admiration. As a killer, Fenghuang, who often practices cold weapons, felt that Huangshan’s sword skills were indeed good.

Feng Luan looked at the potato shreds, her heart trembled, and she hurriedly looked at Li Si who was calm and smiling, and said softly: "Li Si, what materials do you want?"

Li Si laughed, "Tofu."

Tofu?

Huang Shan laughed, "How do you show your sword skills tofu? Stop joking."

Li Si smiled, "You'll know just by looking at it, otherwise why do you say you are not worthy of being a chef at all? If you don't know the cooking skills at all, you know how to cut potato shreds, what kind of skill is it?"

Feng Luan actually didn’t know what Li Si used to show with tofu? Huangshan just showed the accuracy and speed of the knife skills. Can he win these two things with tofu? Accurate and speed? Cut the tofu into slices?

Feng Luan smiled bitterly, took a large piece of tofu and placed it in front of Li Si.

Fenghuang, who had been watching, suddenly smiled, as if she understood how Li Si would show her sword skills.

"I'm going to start, you guys are ready." As he said that, Li Si picked up two knives, which looked exactly like a butcher who slaughtered pigs and sheep. He fell one by one, and it was like chopping meat filling. In an instant, he cut the tofu into countless slices, but the magical shape of the tofu did not change at all.

It is still a cube, standing in place.

Feng Luan was delighted, wow, this speed was definitely better than Master Huang. It seems that Li Si is really amazing. Hehe, Li Si looks like he can't do anything, but he can do everything, which makes my sister worry for nothing.

So Feng Luan cheered Li Si next to Li Si, and as he watched Master Huang's group of people turn into pig liver color, the oil added even more powerful.

The next moment, Li Si cut the knife horizontally into the bottom, and then flipped it, and the tofu turned halfway to the left. Then, Li Si repeated the action just now, and continued to cut it. It didn't look like cutting vegetables at all, like chopping meat.

But the shape of the tofu remains unchanged.

Master Huang gradually felt cold sweat on his forehead. Just as he was thinking about what to do, Li Si's tofu suddenly shattered into pieces, like meat filling, and collapsed into a ball.

"Ah?" Feng Luan exclaimed and whispered: "Li Si, this?"

But Li Si smiled and didn't take it seriously at all. He continued to chop the meat like chopping the meat.

"What a chopping meat." Master Huang laughed and said, "Is this your knife skills? Is it so funny? It's all tofu mud, and it's also the knife skills. Are you showing your ability to chop stuffing? This is a bun that needs to be made of tofu stuffing? Well, that must be very full." The people around him were originally sweating in a cold sweat, but now they were relieved. It seems that Li Si was pretending just now, and he didn't know how to cut the knife skills at all. Compared to Master Huang's shredded potatoes, it was simply a complete defeat.

Feng Luan pulled Li Si and whispered: "Li Si, stop chopping it up, you, what kind of knife skills are you?"

Li Si turned his head and said, "Sister Fengluan, don't you believe me?" After saying that, his expression seemed a little unhappy. Fengluan was stunned and then sighed, "Of course I believe it, okay, you can do it. No matter what the consequences are, I believe you. Even if you fail, you won't blame you."

Li Si smiled, put down the two knives, and then said, "How could it fail? Sister Fengluan, go and help me with that basin of water. You need a large basin so that you can see clearly."

"Shui?" Feng Luan was startled, but the others sneered: "What are you doing with water? Soaking tofu?"
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