super fusion

Chapter 116

When everyone noticed Su Boyang, they saw that this guy kept moving his head around, and he didn't even look directly at Master Feng's noodles.

What does Nima mean?
Just now, she completely and completely ignored Master Feng. This girl doesn't take Master Feng seriously at all, which is too arrogant.

"Pretentious, just now he said to study and study, but now he doesn't even look at it."

"A young man is a young man after all. He has no hair on his mouth, and he can't speak firmly. What he said just now was very modest, but now he is rampant and boundless."

"Hey, Lao Feng seems to have been deceived."

"Why do you say so much? Let's see how this kid died later. I think Lao Feng is going all out today. This cut is estimated to be able to break his record of [-], which means that each knife should be able to break through every minute." Four hundred."

"I'm sure, do you want to be so exaggerated?"

"What's the exaggeration? Just wait and see."

……

Everyone despised Su Boyang while discussing, while Chef Feng was still waving the arc-shaped knife rapidly, again and again.

ding~~
After a while, there was a crisp sound, and the time was up.

Master Feng's movements stopped, and an apprentice hurried over to take the paring knife and dough and put them on the cutting board.

Looking at Chef Feng again, he didn't change his face without getting angry, as if the rapid movement just now was nothing to him at all.

Chef Feng looked at Su Baiyang with a smile, and said: "I've finished it, it's up to you next, as long as you can beat me, I will definitely mean what I say, and the people in the chef's headquarters are all about integrity, don't worry."

Su Boyang hummed, and said: "Since you have finished, let the people count how many roots there are, and also look at the quality of the slenderness, it is almost useless to cut it, it must be of quality."

Chef Feng nodded and winked at a young apprentice.

The little apprentice hurried to get a large stainless steel basin, and then started scooping noodles in the soup pot with a colander.

After fishing for a full 2 ​​minutes, until there was no more noodles left, the little apprentice called two more people, and the three began to count the noodles.

"One, two, three... one thousand five, one thousand five hundred one... two thousand three hundred and nine, two thousand four, two thousand four hundred one, two thousand four hundred and two..."

When the apprentices counted to [-], everyone saw that there were dozens of noodles in the basin, and the group immediately went into overdrive.

"Damn it, Old Feng is against the sky. Not only has he broken his own record, but it looks like he's surpassed it by a lot."

"Haha, old Feng, congratulations, your skills have improved again."

"That's right, Master Feng, it seems that no one can compare to you in the business of making knife-sliced ​​noodles in the future."

"Damn, old Feng, did you eat Weir Gang? Isn't it too aggressive?"

……

Everyone rushed to congratulate Chef Feng. Although Chef Feng was very humble, he could see the pride in his eyes.

There's no way to do it, anyone who can achieve such a result has the capital to be arrogant, it's too strong.

In the end, the three apprentices counted the number, 450 pieces, which is simply a limit number. In the field of noodles, it can be said that this number can definitely overwhelm many people.

Su Boyang also nodded secretly, this Chef Feng is really okay, but only okay.

"Congratulations to Master Feng for achieving such a good result." Su Baiyang arched his hands, and then continued: "The quantity is quite a lot, but I don't know the quality?"

Chef Feng said with a smile: "Of course it can be seen. After all, it is an external feature. Please comment."

Everyone was not polite, they gathered around and looked at Chef Feng's sliced ​​noodles, and many of them nodded frequently.

"Yes, most of them are the same length and thickness, and the thickness is also about the same, thick in the middle, thin on both sides, shaped like willow leaves, very good."

"You can still achieve such quality while ensuring such a large quantity, master."

Master Feng became even more proud when he heard everyone's praise.

In the end, everyone collectively gave a score, and the more than 2000 sliced ​​noodles were 85 points.

This is a very high score. Even if there are people in it, it cannot be denied that Chef Feng's sliced ​​noodles are really good.

Hearing this score, Su Boyang just smiled and said: "Well, 85 points is not too low, I hope I can be higher than yours, or I will lose."

Everyone listened to what Su Baiyang said, and a few people despised this guy even more. They didn't expect that in the face of such a powerful Master Feng, this guy would have the courage to continue the competition. Fabi, others are too powerful.

Chef Feng also smiled, and said: "The green is better than the blue, I hope you don't let me down."

"I'll try my best." Su Baiyang smiled, then came to the chopping board, looked at the dough that had been cut by himself, and then took a curved paring knife from the side.

Just when everyone thought it was about to start, Su Baiyang reached out and took another sharpening knife.

I rub!

Many people are a little restless, what is this guy going to do?Do you also want to learn how to cut noodles with both left and right hands like Master Feng?Please brother, that is a unique skill, not everyone can do it, you just use a knife to cut it, if you lose, get out of here.

Su Baiyang had a sharpening knife in his left hand and a sharpening knife in his right hand. He looked at the two sharpening knives, shook his head, and then...then this guy picked up another sharpening knife.

Nima!
When everyone saw this scene, they were all ashamed, what the hell is going on?Does this bastard still want to use three sharpening knives?What the hell are you talking about?It's simply impossible, okay?
Chef Feng is madder than anyone else, what kind of rhythm is this?Does this guy really need three sharpening knives?How do you play this?Ordinary people don’t even need to use three sharpening knives to slice noodles, even if they can’t handle it with two hands, they are still cutting a fart.

But this guy is actually holding three sharpening knives, one in his left hand, one in his right index finger and thumb, and one between his middle finger and ring finger, and the other little finger assists the sharpening knife. This fucking is the rhythm of three swords.

Damn it, what kind of monster is this?How could it be possible?
Three cuts?
Just this trick, don’t say that this guy has cut as many as himself, even if he can cut out a thousand, it is absolutely amazing. Yes, but they have directly increased the difficulty several times. Everyone knows that holding the knife with two fingers requires no force at all, so how can you sharpen it?

Su Boyang doesn't care what other people think, he came here today to upgrade, the higher his level, the more benefits he will get from participating in the chef competition held by the forum in the future, and the upgrade of the god-level fusion system is also important. More benefits.

So he didn't look at the expressions of these people at all, with one knife in his left hand and two knives in his right hand.

The dough hasn't moved, it's still on the cutting board, he won't imitate Maomao Feng and put it on his head, it's so dirty, just put it on the cutting board.

But the more he does this, the more crazy this group of people will be. Three swords are fine, but this guy is still cutting from the bottom up. Do you fucking think we are air?Are we all watching?Don't be crazy, okay?

After Su Boyang got ready, he looked at the soup pot where Chef Feng's sliced ​​noodles fell into.

It didn't matter what he saw, everyone felt their butts tighten.

Clean it up, please, don't tell us that you still want to chop noodles in this pot, you are still at least four meters away, can you stop talking nonsense?How far can you cut to such a long distance?Go to hell with you.

Su Boyang measured the distance, then nodded, and then saw his left hand suddenly slashed out like lightning, flashing across the surface of the dough...

　Thanks to Yemao, Shanren 1416, Xu Mingrui, Lonely Man Who Knows and Zhongdianzhan for their rewards.

　　
　
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