Kitchen Xiuzhen

On the earth, there are many dishes of potatoes. As the fourth most important food crop in the world, its dishes are not abundant.

In Luo Xiu's mind, if he just filtered it, there were hundreds of them.

However, in today's situation, without salt and other seasonings, the clever woman can hardly cook without rice.

Numerous dishes were instantly ruled out.

"Ignoring the seasoning, the selectivity of this dish is a bit harsh ... Mashed potatoes need to be baked and buttered, so the only thing that can be done is-french fries!"

French fries, this is what Luo Xiu just wanted.

Wash and peel!

This time, Luo Xiu can see many details of the fruit here.

Soft, softer than any potato in the previous life ... starch content is extremely abundant.

Moisture is also particularly filling.

Going to clean the surface of the fruit, and after a little washing, Luo Xiu put a quarter of the fruit in the palm of the hand on the counter.

As a culinary master, although he often cooks Western food, molecular cuisine, etc., in fact, Luo Xiu is also very good at Chinese food and home cooking.

After all, the chefs of Chinese cuisine started with a little helper.

Luo Xiu is no exception.

"French fries ... all of them, I haven't made them for years!"

Luo Xiu had some memories in his mind, but the movements in his hands were really slow.

He randomly chose a kitchen knife from the kitchen knife holder, which looked similar to the Sande knife of previous Japan.

"The blade is very sharp. This kind of knife is actually the most inferior knife? The quality of kitchen knives in this world is quite high ... But, without a kitchen knife, it is really unscientific!"

[There are no ingredients, a Chinese kitchen knife can't handle it ... if there are, then two! 】

In many cases, you only need a kitchen knife for Chinese cuisine.

Because of the knives of Chinese cuisine chefs, they reach the top.

This is a basic strength that no country can match, and it is a necessary threshold for learning Chinese cuisine.

The career of helping the chef is to promote the fastest period of time.

But this gourmet continent is obviously similar to Japan and France in previous lives. The entire kitchen is full of a variety of strange and strangely shaped knives.

"None of them are as good as a kitchen knife!"

Luo Xiu poked his lips and glanced at the knife in his hand, which was better than nothing.

Fortunately, sharp enough!

The edge of the blade glowed Ling Ling's gloom, but the shape was like an enlarged fruit knife.

Luo Xiu used his forefinger, **** and thumb, holding the section of the handle and blade with three fingers, breathing twice slowly, picking up the knife and falling!

Wow! Wow!

The two crosses, a huge fruit, were instantly cut into four equal parts.

Then he cut the knife again, and the original big fruit in Luo Xiu's hand ... turned into an oval potato.

Ye Weilan crept close to the kitchen again, curiosity drove her to want to see what kind of "dark cuisine" Luo Xiu would make!

Looking at Luo Xiu's busy appearance, there was a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Such an elder brother is something she has never seen before.

Calm and confident.

This is exactly the same as that of Luo Xiu, who had been in the kitchen before, making a 180-degree turn.

"My brother seems to have changed a lot this time?"

Ye Weilan thought so, but he heard the sound of a kitchen knife and a chopping board in his ear.

"Ok?"

Ye Weilan listened to the dense downknife and thought he heard it wrong.

So fast?

Her eyes followed the sound for an instant, and she saw something she would never imagine.

Oh! Oh! Oh!

She was greeted by Luo Xiu's pinnacled swordsman.

Luo Xiu didn't hesitate, didn't look at the fruit in his hands, everything seemed to him like flowing clouds.

When cutting vegetables, he even closed his eyes with some enjoyment.

He cut the fruit quickly, with the knife in his hand, and the speed of the knife was almost non-human ... A piece of ground fruit the size of a fist turned into a piece of ground fruit at a speed that was hard to distinguish with the naked eye.

Moreover, the fruit pieces stacked neatly behind Luo Xiu's hands, and grew longer as his hands receded slightly rhythmically.

Time is only between numbers and interest.

"what?!"

Ye Weilan took a step to Luo Xiu's body, stared at Luo Xiu's hands, his pupils narrowed sharply.

This ... what is this knifeman?

I'm afraid the head chef of the ink-scented champs doesn't have such a fast knife speed?

When did brother have this hand?

Ye Weilan, who grew up with him from an early age, is completely blinded.

too fast!

The knife is getting faster and faster, like a torrential shower ... the legendary gold cook, maybe there is such a knife?

But just when this thought flashed through Ye Weilan's mind, she was stimulated again.

That's a kitchen repair!

Flying in the sky, relocating the mountains and reclaiming the sea, omnipotent kitchen repair, one shot ... a powerful character who destroyed all monsters and beasts.

The entire existence of Snow Moon City is to look up.

Is it ... my brother is the legendary gold cook?

Always hiding your strength?

Ye Weilan stared at Luo Xiu's hand.

In her eyes, she saw only a silver light flashing, and the fruit on the chopping board did not seem to change at all.

However, Luo Xiu's movements did not stop, and his right hand continued to rise and fall, very regular, as if he was conducting a band, the knife collided with the chopping board, the sound was so pleasant.

Ye Weilan's complexion changed again.

too strong!

She didn't dare to imagine such a knifeworker.

"Brother he ... is it really a cook?"

Ye Weilan covered her mouth and looked surprised to keep herself silent.

But the next second, her eyes were a little angry.

It's ... it's been hiding me for so many years!

This guy ... Is the knife so smooth?

Why ... why was it cut like this before, was it intentional? !!

He's been playing pigs and eating tigers?

No one answered her. Luo Xiu had already cut the ground fruit into pieces, all of which were of equal thickness. At first glance, it was no different from machine cutting.

The fruits here were sliced ​​by him into a slightly transparent, white starch juice, which still remained on it, full of watery luster!

What's more exaggerated is that the bottoms of these ground fruit pieces seem to be connected together, and they are copied with a knife ... Hula Lala became a long strip, no one dropped, and the point of connection was only a trace.

藕 Broken wire!

In Ye Weilan's view, this kind of knives is already called a ghost axe, which is the ultimate of knives.

But cutting into pieces is actually only the first step.

Below is the cut strip.

Of course, this is even more difficult than Luo Xiu.

He had mastered this kind of knives when he was ten years old ... In the Bai Luo family, it can only be regarded as the initial introduction of the elementary knives.

After all, shreds and vince are the best at knives.

"Slicing ..."

Luo Xiu shook his head and waved his hand like that, all the flaky ground fruit slices returned to the oval "potato" shape.

Cut it!

Huh! Huh! Huh!

Countless silver lights flickered, and Luo Xiu's arm waved a trail of afterimages. All of the flakes of fruit suddenly turned into strips the same size as the fries of previous lives.

"OK, you're done. Next, you can make fries!"

Luo Xiu grinned, all over ... but suddenly felt a cold wind, coming from behind him.

"Ok?"

Luo Xiu froze, turned his head slightly, but met Ye Weilan's fierce and evil eyes.