Chapter 867 Yang Ming Is Acting Cool

Jiuga Teruji looked at Yang Ming from the corner of his eyes from time to time, feeling secretly proud in his heart.

It seems that I will win this competition!

While the outside world was disturbing him, Yang Ming showed a calm expression on his face.

"No problem, let me show them what delicious food is!"

"Itachi, go to the refrigerator and see if there is frozen tofu. If there is, bring it over. I'll shred it first. This is easier."

"Simpler???"

Itachi Uchiha was confused for a moment. Even a layman like him knew that the most difficult thing was to cut into shreds. Of course, he said this in his heart. After hearing this, he went to the refrigerator to search, and he found frozen tofu. He handed over what he was holding.

Yang Ming took the tofu and stretched out his hand.

"call"

He breathed out a breath of cold air, and an ice knife made of ice appeared in Yang Ming's hand.

The cold air dispersed in all directions with him as the center. Teruki Kuaga kept observing Yang Ming from the corner of his eyes. Even though he was caught off guard, he shuddered and his eyes were even more shocked.

Kuga Teruki has been a chef for so many years and has seen all kinds of weird and wonderful dishes, but he has never seen this scene before!

Skateboards made of ice?

Am I living in a dream?

Kuaga Teruki looked confused and confused. Even though the little fan girl and guests next to him called him, they didn't respond. This turn of events immediately made everyone extremely surprised. They followed his line of sight and saw The ice blade in Yang Ming's hand was dotted with ice around him, and a gust of cold air floated out from the kitchen door. He also looked confused.

Then, there was an uproar!

"Oh my God! Is this a movie? How come there are such realistic special effects?"

"You're stupid! Didn't you see that it was a chef?"

"Huh? Really, why have I never seen him before? What is he cooking?"

"I'm also curious about what he does. I'll order one to try later."

"I want it too, it's rare in my life!"

"After you said it, I suddenly became eager."

Taking a deep breath, Yang Ming began to take action.

First open the packaged lactone tofu, then reverse it and cut off a corner. Then, gently tap the bottom of the box with the blade of the knife, and finally hold the box and slowly lift it up.

In this way, the tofu fell onto the chopping board intact.

After doing this, Yang Ming officially started cutting.

Cut a piece of tofu into thousands of strands. Each strand is evenly thin and thick and does not fall apart. This is the basic requirement!

Yang Ming's eyes narrowed, and he waved his right arm gently, leaving a phantom in the air.

Everyone's eyes widened.

Uh-huh!

Uh-huh!

The ice blade kept waving in the air, and the ice crystals slowly fell down, which was very dazzling.

I saw Yang Ming holding the ice knife, hanging from his wrist to cut, and cut with great decisiveness. One cut after another, and thin slices were quickly produced.

"So skilled, good knife skills, good knife!"

Kuaga Teruki's eyes lit up and he said three good words in a row.

Not to mention him, even the guests watching this scene were stunned by Yang Ming's actions.

The knife work is very artistic and beautiful. Even a layman will feel so powerful and magical when looking at it.

Everyone's eager gazes were not in Yang Ming's attention, and were even automatically filtered. His mind was completely immersed in slicing.

Da da da……

The ice knife slices the special frozen tofu. Every time the knife falls, it lightly touches the chopping board and makes a pleasant sound.

The guests watching did not have great cooking skills, but at this moment, watching Yang Ming cut tofu, they had a melodious feeling like sitting in an opera house and enjoying a musical.

This person is actually cooking, but he also seems to be composing music.

Yang Ming concentrated on holding the ice knife, hanging it high on his wrist, and dropped the knife accurately. Every piece of tofu he cut was evenly thin.

"The slicing is done, the next step is shredding."

Suddenly, Yang Ming whispered to himself, and the blade turned, from slowly slicing to high-spirited shredding.

The rhythm suddenly changes, as if the music has entered a high dynasty!

The people watching around didn't react until this moment. They all looked at each other and were all secretly shocked.

This swordsmanship is much better than that of Teruki Kuga, the most powerful one here!

It's really shocking that this chef who has never met him has hidden so much and only revealed it at this moment.

However, after seeing this knife skills, everyone has strong expectations for the dishes Yang Ming makes, hoping to surprise them!

"Oh my god, how did you do that?!"

When the shredding was completed, Teruki Kuga, who had witnessed the entire process, opened his mouth in shock, with disbelief on his face.

The large piece of special tofu on the chopping board is now gone. Instead, there are thousands of tofu shreds neatly arranged, one by one slightly thicker than a hair!

It’s unbelievable that this food was made with just a kitchen knife.

"Huh...much easier than before."

Yang Ming wiped the sweat from his forehead and smiled to himself.

When the people around him heard this, they were speechless and choked up. How could this be so relaxing?

Just looking at it, their hearts are in their throats, and they are always afraid that if they make the wrong cut, all the tofu shreds will suffer disaster and destroy the beauty.

However, Yang Ming actually felt more relaxed than before.

He knew the reason very well. It was not that his knife skills suddenly increased, but the changes brought about by the skates.

This ice blade really exceeded expectations. Not to mention its sharpness, just the fact that it cuts tofu without sticking to the blade is enough to stand out from the crowd.

After carefully putting these tofu shreds into a large bowl filled with warm water, Yang Ming began to process the pork.

After opening the refrigerator, he quickly took out the pork. There was quite a lot of pork, probably weighing two or three kilograms. After picking it up, Yang Ming placed it on the chopping board.

Then, he placed a piece of pork directly on his left hand, while his right hand held the ice skate.

Swish, brush, brush!

Yang Ming's swing of the sword was really fast, flowing smoothly and without any obstruction.

After Yang Ming swung his knife, pieces of meat flew out and landed firmly on the plate.

A piece of pork was cut into pieces by Yang Ming in about twenty seconds.

Looking carefully, the pork on the plate shines with a special luster, and each slice of meat is very even and translucent, full of a different kind of beauty.

Seeing Yang Ming's way of cutting meat, the guests watching couldn't help but become a little crazy.

“I can learn this chef’s knife skills for ten years!”

"I'm impressed by this knife skill. Cutting pork is like cutting dough."

"The way he wields the knife is so handsome and powerful. I like it so much."

"Nonsense, with such an excellent knife skills and such a handsome chef, no one will be crazy about him."