Rebirth as a Cooking God

He, where is he?

Zhu Qing shouted out questions for the old man, Lan Chuhan and Lan Fengxian.

Xia Yu did not chop the chicken, but found a piece of chicken butt meat that had been intercepted and discarded before, and placed it on the chopping board. His eyes were sharp, and the thin and light kitchen knife in his hand shook the Milky Way.

Thin chicken strands fly like strands from here.

After about seven or eight seconds, Xia Yu exhaled and suddenly withdrew his sword like a storm. His whole body turned from motion to stillness. He stood in front of the kitchen counter and stared at the thin threads spread out in front of him.

It's really different...

Xia Yu was surprised. The palm holding the handle of the knife loosened and tightened.

Out of experience, he felt that he should try the knife before officially starting. After all, who knew whether the greatly improved God's Hand would have some unpredictable impact on his cooking process.

really.

After testing the knife, only he could understand the shock and surprise in Xia Yu's heart.

My control over muscles and strength has risen to a big level!

he thought in disbelief.

So, with a slightly stiff movement, he picked up a piece of chicken fiber and shredded meat from the pile of chicken fibers on the cutting board and put it into his mouth.

Teeth clenched lightly.

Boom!

It was like a taut rubber band that suddenly broke, causing the mouth to tremble.

wonderful!

This is the state!

Xia Yu added in his heart: The ingredients are in their best condition.

Why do the ingredients cut with the same knife have completely different conditions when the muscles and strength control are improved?

This is the deep-seated mystery involving sword skills——

force!

This force is muscle, strength, and indescribable skill.

Just now, the old man was trying to use words to teach Sun Tzu the secret of power. His Knife Skill of Kindness is actually not a mysterious skill. It is just the skill and use of power, so that the knife can cut without damaging the ingredients when it falls. Cut.

In other words, the Hand of God allowed Xia Yu to quietly touch the deep core of the Knife Skill of Kindness.

A sudden enlightenment!

I see……

Xia Yu held the knife, his eyes sometimes flashing and sometimes sharp.

The Hand of God improves my strength and micro-manipulation skills, affects my knife skills, and increases the status of ingredients... This is an indirect improvement, and the medium is my hands and knife skills!

Talking to himself.

Indirect promotion is one thing.

“Besides, isn’t the scariest thing about the ‘Hand of God’ directly touching and changing the state of the ingredients?

Seeing Xia Yu's back to them, talking alone, Zhu Qing stood up and wanted to ask, but the old man raised his hand to stop him.

Don't disturb him!

The old man's tone increased and his face was serious.

Zhu Qing was stunned for a moment.

Shh!

Lan Fengxian also stopped smiling, with a solemn expression on his face.

There was even a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Shuashuashua...

Xia Yu's sword light that shook out a few seconds ago is still in his mind, playing back repeatedly.

At this time, Xia Qing and he were the only ones in the kitchen who could understand.

If the power of the knife was only sharp and rough in details at the beginning, then in just three or four seconds, these details of the knife skills that seemed very rough to the two dragon chefs immediately disappeared without a trace!

Then, the force of the knife became more and more harmonious, and the overall look was like a spinning disk that water could not be poured into, seamless and flawless!

The more Lan Fengxian thought about it, the more horrified she became, Compared with the sword skills of this Xia Demon King half an hour ago, he is completely different from the same person!

what happened?!

He couldn't figure it out, and Xia Qing couldn't understand either.

Half an hour ago, his sword skills were sharp. He was like a shrimp who had mastered a few tricks. He relied on his determination to work hard, and there were many loopholes in the details of his moves. But now...

Xia Qing said in a low voice.

Now, he is a master of hundreds of refinements who has perfected his moves!

At this time, a voice came from the direction of the kitchen counter:

Ah, there are no ingredients left. Can Aunt Qing go to the warehouse and bring me a chicken?

By the way, there are also ingredients for the recipe, so bring me another set.

Zhu Qing was a little confused, What?

I'll go.

The old man stared deeply at his grandson's back, turned around and left. After a few minutes, he came back and placed a basket of ingredients on the kitchen table. The whole set of ingredients is here.

Thanks, old man!

Xia Yu hurriedly moved out the ingredients.

First, there is a whole naked chicken, garlic chicken.

Putting the chicken on the cleaned chopping board, Xia Yu came to the sink, turned on the faucet, and washed his hands carefully and repeatedly until his fingers shone with water, then he stopped.

Snapped!

Seeing Xia Yu's hands gently landing on the chicken body, for some reason, Xia Qing and Lan Fengxian's temples bulged at the same time, and they had a strange premonition.

here we go--

Xia Yu was silent in his own world, and the expression on his face became subtle.

Just follow the cooking intuition of the hand of God in your mind and act.

Touch gently.

The fair and delicate fingers touched all over the body, ahem, of course the whole body of the chicken.

Then, a small amount of kneading.

Seeing Xia Yu's deliberately slow and gentle massage with a set of ingredients for great health care, Zhu Qing, who was usually close to Xia Yu, also secretly felt unbearable, and her face flushed with shame, A Yu is here What are you doing!

There's no need to go to such an extent with the ingredients...

The words had a hint of sourness that was barely noticeable.

Zhu Qing's subtext is clearly that this is too evil, and then, let me bear all this.

Lan Chuhan's eyes also moved.

Xia Qing and Lan Fengxian saw familiar shadows and looked at each other in confusion.

this is not……

That's the one!

A complete ingredient massage lasts approximately 5 minutes.

Ding.

The system woke up Xia Yu who was immersed in it: The Hand of God has completed processing the ingredients.

Uh, is that okay?

Xia Yu shook his head, his eyes clear, and he removed his hand to observe the chicken on the chopping board.

Only with the naked eye, no changes can be seen.

It’s still the same plucked and completely naked chicken.

There is no change in the skin or anything.

How about using dialysis eyes or super vision? Thinking, Xia Yu triggered the skill, glanced over, and his pupils tightened.

A long while.

Xia Yufang digests the effects of the Hand of God on fleshy fibrous tissue.

Is this a massage technique to relax the food tissue?

After a moment's hesitation, Let's try cutting it with the knife!

Take that knife again, sneer.

The chicken was chopped into two. Xia Yu stared at the fibrous tissue of the cross-section and couldn't help but inhale. What he saw in his field of vision was smooth and delicate. There was no messy little shreds in the cross-section of the meat. It was as delicate as a work of art.

beautiful!

He couldn't believe that he cut it out by himself.

Then, Xia Yu went all out and without any pause, he cut the whole chicken into pieces with his knife.

Put the ingredients in the pot and mix the ingredients.

Close the lid.

On the morning of the first day of the Lunar New Year, smoke came out of the chimney of Xia's old house.

after an hour.

alright!

Xia Yu opened the lid and put the second portion of steam pot chicken soup on the dining table this morning.

Everyone, let's try it-

The hot pot was placed on the bamboo mat. Xia Yu opened the lid with a smile, staring at the clear soup in the pot for a moment.

Zhu Qing opened his mouth, Ayu, just now you...

Aunt Qing, don't talk for now. Try this chicken soup for me and see the difference. Xia Yu personally held the spoon and filled a bowl for Zhu Qing.

Can I try it?

Lan Chuhan suddenly spoke up, his eyes clearly filled with expectations.

Yes, everyone who meets you will be rewarded!

Xia Yu put more bowls on the table.

As for the old man, he didn't need Xia Yu to serve the soup, so he took a spoonful and put it into his mouth.