Konoha Qiweiju

"Why are you looking at me like that? As if you want to eat me."

"Mr. Black Shop, are you kidding me?"

"Of course not. These are all materials used to make dumplings, steamed buns, and siomai. They are all necessities."

"Am I not a vegetable cutter? Why am I still responsible for cutting meat?"

"Ah Ren, don't worry about it so much, right? You know, this is also very good for your sword skills."

"Really?"

Hatake Ren looked at Shinshu with a puzzled face.

"Of course it's true. I'm not someone who talks nonsense. You'll know after you try it."

"All right."

As Hatake Ren said, he was about to pull out his short sword and start cutting the meat, but Shinshu immediately stopped him.

"etc!"

"What's wrong?"

"You can't use your own knife."

"Why?"

"It's stained with human blood. It would be bad if the guests knew about it. Come on, come on, put on this butcher's knife."

Zhenxiu said, taking the knife on the side.

I saw that the knife was about twenty centimeters wide and thirty centimeters long, with an arc-shaped edge.

"Take it? But when we practice swordsmanship, shouldn't we use our own swords? Only in this way can we master every essence of the sword."

Hatake Ren said doubtfully.

"Nonsense! What if your sword is lost and broken one day? Will your strength be greatly reduced?"

"this……"

Hatake Ren was speechless for a moment, it seemed like this was the truth.

"A truly powerful swordsman should be able to bring out 100% of his power no matter what kind of sword he uses. This is a powerful swordsman. You are just too obsessed with using your own short sword."

"I see, Mr. Black Shop is really awesome. He hit the nail on the head and made me feel like I had a sudden enlightenment."

"Okay, stop talking nonsense. You can use this butcher's knife for a while, and I'll give you a new one after you get used to it."

"Thank you very much, boss."

Hatake Ren said, grabbing the butcher knife.

Mentioned it lightly, but didn't mention it.

"So heavy!"

Hatake Ren frowned slightly, and then he lifted up the butcher knife with force.

"What is this knife made of? Why is it so heavy?"

"This knife is made of cold iron, with a net weight of 7,749 kilograms. It is most suitable for exercising your arm strength and ability to control the knife. Let's get started."

Hatake Ren nodded, grabbed the butcher knife with his right hand, and cut off the pork.

Chop chop chop!

The sound of cutting meat kept ringing.

Seeing this, Zhenxiu nodded with satisfaction.

It's great, we have another coolie.

It feels great to be the boss.

Qiweiju started to open for business, and Zhen Xiu also became busy.

With three less laborers, practicing cultivation is a little harder than before, but it's not bad.

The Uzumaki clan's strong physique is quite good.

The Hatake Blade has been cutting meat and vegetables, and the two are constantly changing.

During this transformation, Hatake Ren seemed to have discovered some strange feeling.

This made him even more excited.

As soon as the minced meat was cut, Zhenxiu came over.

"Mr. Black Shop, my meat fillings still haven't been completely separated."

"It doesn't matter, you still have a chance to train, so I'll take these meat fillings first."

As Zhenxiu said, mix the three fillings together and stir evenly.

This time Hatakeren was stunned.

"Mr. Black Shop, why did you mix them all together?"

"Make dumplings. If there is only one kind of filling, the dumplings will not taste good."

"Then you want me to cut it separately? Can't there be a little fat gap?"

"Yes, is this a contradiction? You practice sword skills, and I make dumplings. Is there any problem?"

Zhenxiu looked puzzled.

Hatake Ren didn't want to talk.

Okay, it's really not a contradiction.

"You're really a strange person, please chop the vegetables carefully."

"Yes, Mr. Black Shop."

Hatake Ren felt that it was better not to speak.

Because no matter how you say it, you feel like you are being teased by a true cultivator.

God has given some people the ability to speak, just to stop some people from speaking.

Looking at the shriveled flag wood blade, Zhenxiu felt a sense of relief in his heart.

You stole the girl's attention in front of me.

hey-hey.

At night, Hatake Ren had left, leaving only Zhen Xiu alone in Qiweiju.

In Zhen Xiu's hand, he is currently holding a steel rod.

Zhenxiu took a deep breath and waved the steel rod in his hand.

The stick shadow is heavy!

It was as if a hurricane was sweeping past.

If everything in Qiweiju hadn't been reinforced by the system, the pots and pans would have been smashed all over the floor.

"Congratulations to the host, your strength has exceeded thirty-one and you can use this steel rod freely."

After hearing this, Zhen Xiu showed a satisfied smile.

"Great! These days of hard work have not been in vain. The system, the strength attribute has exceeded 30 points, plus the combination of other attributes, now I should be qualified to take the test of a four-star chef, right?"

"Yes, does the host need to undergo the assessment of a four-star chef now?"

"yes."

"Okay. The four-star chef assessment content is to make four-star dishes, golden ratio of shaomai."

When Zhen Xiu heard this, it turned out that the secret path was indeed like this.

I gave myself a steel rod, and also gave me the experience card of the golden ratio shaomai before. The current assessment is indeed this.

The system is very considerate, and you can simply explain the questions to yourself.

In this case, there is no need to be polite.

"It's time to show off your skills!"

Zhenxiu took a deep breath, grabbed the steel rod in his hand, and felt full of motivation for a moment.

The recipe for the Golden Ratio Shaomai flashed through my mind, and the feeling of experience swept through my body instantly.

But Zhenxiu didn't move.

Now is the time to experience it. Even if you make the golden ratio of Shaomai, there is no way to pass the test.

He is now feeling the flow of the recipe.

This feeling, even if you do it with your own hands, can form a memory in your mind.

After ten minutes passed, Zhenxiu suddenly opened his eyes!

The experience is over!

The practice of making golden ratio shaomai has become clear to me.

"That's what it feels like!"

Zhenxiu whispered, and then the steel rod began to dance in his hand.

Thirty seconds later!

Warm up completed!

Zhenxiu took out a piece of flour, added water, and kneaded the dough!

Just pat it hard and the dough will take shape!

But this is not yet usable dough.

Zhenxiu rolled up his sleeves and kept hammering on the dough!

Boom, boom, boom!

Every blow has a powerful force.

Zhenxiu's weak arms also burst out with terrifying power at this moment.

This punch could kill a cow directly.

Hammering the dough with such force can make the dough more elastic.

The perfect way to hammer!

"drink!"

Zhenxiu shouted, then pulled hard with his right hand, and the dough turned into a long strip and flew into the sky!

The sword flashed, and Zhen Xiu followed closely behind.

At this moment, not far from Qiweiju, a figure was slowly approaching.

"Oh? It's so late. Is Zhenxiu still busy?"