Lu Luxin, who was standing beside Zhou Dong, widened her eyes and stared blankly at the faint blue sword light.

Even if she often goes to and from the kitchen, a reincarnation area, she doesn't want to be covered in blood for nothing, so she still keeps a safe distance from the duck. Despite this, she can still feel the sword wind coming to her face.

It was a sword wind that could urge ice and snow, rejuvenate the earth, and make spring thunder awaken in the insects.

Even if it was just a moment of retraction, Lu Luxin's girlish heart was still irritated by the radiant spring and infinite lovely sword wind.

Come on, happy, there is a lot of time anyway...

This is a kitchen knife.

This is Xiao Zhou's kitchen knife.

This is Xiao Zhou Chuntian’s kitchen knife.

This is Xiao Zhou's spring kitchen knife.

Why are there such kitchen knives and such people in this world?

Why is this knife aimed at the duck, not at me?

"Are you stupid? Lu Luxin? If this knife comes at you, will you still have your life?"

The reason is this, but she has been diligent in her sword skills for half of her life, and her beautiful daughter became a famous sword in Suzhou Province. How great was the sacrifice of the "big devil" in the kitchen?

Her physical and mental ambitions have long been immersed in the sword skills. When she saw such a magical spring breeze and a gentle one, how could she not be moved and forget the dangers behind this sword?

At this time, Lu Luxin knew that her idea was stupid, but she couldn't help but envy the duck.

If this duck is able to die under such a knife, there should be no regrets, right?

The duck is very happy, it is even laughing.

It is very interesting to smile when ducks smile. They will squint their small eyes, their long mouths are half open and half closed, making a sound of "Gashi, Gashi". Usually, ducks will be so happy only when spring comes and everything begins to reproduce.

Perhaps to show how happy he is, the duck with squinted eyes even twisted his fat butt and thighs.

brush!

The knife passes without trace.

Xiao Zhou's kitchen knife was so sharp that when he gently cut the duck's throat, the duck didn't even feel any pain. When a bloodline slowly appeared on its neck, he began to feel a little pain.

While Zhou Dong was carrying the duck towards the bloody basin, he began to cross the duck's fingers with a strange force into the duck's body. When he arrived at the legendary washing of vegetables, there would be no magical white light spots. Even if he was treated in public, he would not have to worry about being seen.

This strange power transformed from consuming praises not only immediately eliminated the last bit of pain in the duck, but also jumped, ran, and shouted, like warriors running towards freedom, rushing into the duck's body one by one.

When the duck died, its half-open and half-closed duck beak finally closed with a trace of peace. During the entire process of death, it felt great joy, great extinction, great liberation...

Even ordinary humans find it difficult to have such an enlightenment.

"Amitabha..."

Yan Yi, who had been staring at the high-definition camera and watched Zhou Dong deal with the duck, suddenly closed his palms and praised infinitely: "This duck must have been cultivated in his previous life, and he was lucky enough to die under the King of Zhou in this life!

Amitabha Buddha is really enviable.

Who could have thought, "In ancient times, there was a wake-up call, but now there was a sword from the Zhou Dynasty to make the beasts awaken. "The Zhou Dynasty is not a sin, but a great merit!

This duck has realized this before his death, and the cause and effect will be killed for many lifetimes, and all kinds of sins will be eliminated. When he is reborn, he will devote himself to wealthy families and enjoy the prosperity of the world. Amitabha Buddha..."

This little fat man was crazy, and Wang Haibin, who was sitting next to Yan Yi, muttered in his heart.

He is not closest to Zhou Dong and Yu Zi than Lu Xin, so he is naturally in the scene; he is not as good as Yan Yi, who is a monk with unique observation points. Although he feels that Zhou Dong's sword skills are a bit magical and even more indescribable weird, he still sneered at Yan Yi's statement.

"The old host of Lingyin Temple was crazy back then, and the disciples he taught were indeed the same. This is called having the same master, there must be a disciple!"

The old master muttered in his heart, but he didn't know that the word "rememberness" had been written on his face.

Drain all the duck blood, remove the hair and open the crease. This job that even the most ordinary water worker hates seems to have become an art in Zhou Dong's hands. Under the stunned gaze of the benevolent man on the opposite side, Zhou Dong, who cleaned the duck, held two duck paws in his hands, and his palms were still as clean as jade and not stained with dust.

"How could he do it so fast and so perfect..."

A guy like Huailiangren, who is obsessed with cleanliness has an almost pathological pursuit of perfection. He originally thought he had done perfectly enough, but compared with Zhou Dong, it seemed that his method of cleaning up ducks was not much better than that of the intern chefs on the water table.

"Next, it should be to soak the duck's feet in hot water and remove the hard skin? I still don't believe it. Can you still make flowers?"

The first difficulty of "Duck Palm" is to remove the hard skin on the surface of the duck palm, otherwise it will be difficult to soak perfectly. Even if it is soaked out forcibly, it will seriously affect the taste and taste.

To completely remove the hard skin at the bottom of the duck claw, it must be soaked in hot water and peeled under high heat.

However, the high temperature will inevitably cause the inner layer of the duck palm to be "scalded". If the duck palm stays for too long, it will even be scalded until it is fully cooked. Even if it has to be soaked in the later stage, it will still affect the taste in the final cooking stage.

Huai Liangren is from Cantonese cuisine. His specialty is his skillful method to deal with ingredients at high temperatures. However, even his skillful and fast operation just now cannot completely avoid the influence of duck feet being affected by high heat. Even if it is not completely scalded and partially burned, it will affect the preparation of a dish.

So this process is like a double-edged sword. If you don’t do it, it will affect the later cooking process. It is the first step to distinguish the level of chefs!

Huai Liangren is now curious, expectant, and a little worried that Lao Zhou's swordsmanship is so weird, and when he reaches this process of testing the chef, there will be no more trouble, right?

At this moment, he is actually not the only one, and the experts in the judges are staring at Zhou Dong.

Although the results of this competition will not be finalized until the dish is finished, the operation of removing the hard skin of the duck feet can basically show the level of the two genius chefs.

"Why can't I get boiled water?"

Seeing that Zhou Dong didn't say hello and Lu Luxin, as an assistant, did not bring the boiling water, the old men in the judges were a little strange.

Although this "ladder duck paw" has been lost for a long time, even Wang Haibin dares to say that he has restored '60% to 70%', but everyone can still guess the basic operation process.

What else should I wait for when the duck's feet have just been cut off and my bloodline is not completely blocked and my heart is cold?

Just as they were worried about Zhou Dong, they saw him holding two duck paws in one hand and taking a silver needle from the kitchen table with the other.

This needle is seven inches long and is about the same thickness as the needle used for ordinary acupuncture. It trembles slightly under the lights of the arena, as soft as silk.

It is longer than ordinary acupuncture needles, but softer!

This is not an ordinary kitchen needle. The kitchen needles used to prick meat and taste delicious are made of steel and are hard enough. I have never heard of anyone using acupuncture as a kitchen needle...

What is this to do?

In the astonishing eyes of everyone, Zhou Dong put a duck palm on his palm, put the other duck palm on it, and gently swayed the other hand. The soft silver needle, like a dragon, broke it gently and inserted the duck palm on it from an incredible angle!

"this......"

Huai Liangren was stunned and his worldview was almost collapsed.

Once the monster appears, you know it will be like this. Lao Zhou has another monster!

It is not an easy thing to remove the hard skin of duck feet. All chefs in the world ignore the impact of hot water scalding on the dishes, because in everyone's opinion, this is the only way.

Who would have thought that Zhou Dong would abandon the accepted method and not use it and would not even plan to use hot water to remove the hard skin?

Moreover, in the eyes of those who are interested in Huailiangren, Zhou Dong's mind is so delicate that he is very delicate. When dealing with one duck's feet, he is worried that the other will have blood crunched for too long, so he actually put it in the palm of his palm and used his own temperature to maintain the remaining activity of the duck's feet.

In this way, the difficulty of handling the duck feet stacked on top is not only doubled. Moreover, according to Zhou Dong’s meaning, it is necessary to use a silver needle to pierce the hard skin on the outer layer of the duck feet!

This is simply a crazy idea. In this way, it can avoid the adverse effects of hot water scalding on duck feet, but can this really be done?

Huai Liangren's throat twitched, and he couldn't help swallowing his mouth and spitting, and he was a little nervous for Zhou Dong.

At this moment, he almost forgot that Zhou Dong was his opponent, but he was very much looking forward to Zhou Dong's success. After all, this is a method of breaking the industry's recognized treatment and it is the first time that China Diligent Action has made a world-renowned world!

After Zhou Dong stabbed the silver needle in his hand into the duck's paw, he seemed to be aware of the old horse. He had to go straight, and in a short while, the needle was poked out from the edge of the hard skin and the duck's paw.

Everyone immediately held their breath and stared at the needle protruding with their eyes wide open. The judges were all experts. As long as they saw the color of the needle, they could roughly determine whether Zhou Dong could use the needle.

If the silver needle hurts the normal organization of the duck's feet just by bluffing but not strong enough, then the silver needle can declare that this treatment is a failure, and the judges and the contestants who came to watch the finals can breathe a sigh of relief.

On the contrary, it can be declared that the handling methods recognized by the chef industry for many years are wrong, at least relatively low-level. I am afraid that many people, including masters like Wang Haibin, will not be able to sleep.

From then on, we must not only learn knife skills, carving skills, stir-frying skills, and fire skills, but also learn acupuncture skills?

But where to study, it seems that going to the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine is not right?

It's such a headache, Zhou Dong is the same. You said you're good at competing in a game. What do you do when you always challenge the chef's limits? Isn't this arguing with us?

The silver needle is seven inches long. Even if the hard-skinned shrimp penetrates the duck's feet and protrudes out the needle, it must have a needle tail left outside. It is trembling under the lights above the stage.

Zhou Dong raised his index finger and gently flicked the needle. The beautiful host was quick-witted and rushed to Zhou Dong with a gust of fragrant wind, aiming the microphone in his hand at the needle that was trembling violently after being shot by Zhou Dong.

"Buzzing--"

The trembling sound of needle tail echoed over the field. The contestants and judges were first surprised, but then looked confused. This...

"Is this still cooking?"

"So amazing!"

"Ah, I seem to see a golden dish that is about to be released!"

"Get out, what's the point of flashing golden light? This is called the lingering sound of immortality!"

Cai Chongjiu suddenly opened his old eyes wide and stared at Zhou Dong tightly. He was so familiar with this acupuncture method. I remember that when he was "slightly defeated by the chef in Dahe, the other party used this acupuncture method!

I still remember that he refused to give up and asked the chef what the acupuncture method was called? The chef just smiled and replied to him: "It's just amazing, why do you have to ask its name?"

"Why ask, why ask? This senior makes sense. The name of this set of acupuncture is not important at all. What matters is that it is amazing enough.

So, it's better to call it 'stunning needle'..."

Thinking of this, Cai Chongjiu couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly. He still thought about it. In the end, he couldn't help but name this set of acupuncture. Is this the difference between him and that senior?

Where did Zhou Dong come from? If Zhou Dong told him now that he was taught by Qingxiang Technical School, Cai Chongjiu would definitely go crazy on the spot. Isn’t this an insult to his IQ?
To be continued...