Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

Closer to home, the neighbors have never smelled such a fragrant smell in all these years, even the food in the restaurant does not smell like this.

"Who's food is so delicious, let's go and see."

Walking along the scent, I soon heard the sound of quick and brisk chopping meat.

"Isn't this Er Mazi's house?"

Everyone looked up and saw four large iron pots in the courtyard, set on the newly built stove.

There was a "quack" sound of the firewood below, accompanied by a wisp of green smoke, and a strong fragrance came out from the four cauldrons.

"Boom boom boom..."

Everyone followed the brisk and powerful voice, and saw Zhao Ke holding a kitchen knife in both hands, cutting quickly with the blade up and down.

Such a huge piece of meat steak was chopped in with a knife, and the whole bone was picked out intact with the tip of the knife.

Brisk knife skills, without any superfluous fancy skills.

But there is such a flowing nature, as if there is some magical power, and the crowd outside the door can't move their eyes when they see it.

A fresh fish was lightly scaled off by Zhao Ke with the tip of a knife.

The back of the knife lightly taps on the body of the fish, and the brisk beating on the fish, it sounds like it relaxes people's spirits.

I saw fishbone popping out of the fish after being hit.

Zhao Ke shook the body of the fish, and the bones were easily shaken off.

Each one is crystal clear, and many people have never thought that fishbone can be picked out like this.

The blade lightly wiped the white and tender fish meat, a piece of fish meat, with thin wings, was lifted by Zhao Ke, almost transparent in the sunlight.

"it is good."

I don't know who shouted, and everyone outside applauded.

"Hmph, what a fart, seeing how many knives you wasted, when the old man comes out later, he won't scold you to death."

Unconvinced, Luo Qing stared at the trash can behind Zhao Ke, secretly laughing.

Compared to Zhao Ke who showed off his saber skills, Luo Qing squatted in the corner, lowered his head silently, and according to the old man's instructions, stirred the accumulated sludge with his hands to make it sticky.

His hands and face are so dark and dark, compared with Zhao Ke, they are naturally treated the same way.

However, at this moment, Luo Qing was not thinking about how the old man would reprimand Zhao Ke later.

A big hand came over from the back of the head, and the old man's rough and powerful voice shouted: "Don't be lazy, continue to fight with Si Ni, and compare with your senior brother, you will only be able to fight with Si Ni."

Chapter 238 The Gap

"I...I don't accept it!"

Luo Qing curled his lips and glanced at Zhao Ke, who was being praised by everyone. Although he was beaten up since he was a child, except for the elder brother, he really never convinced Zhao Ke.

Uh...beating doesn't count.

The old man squinted his eyes, looked at Luo Qing who was not convinced, and patted Luo Qing's shoulder with his hand.

Maybe it's because he's really getting old, as the old saying goes, the old still hurts the young, if Zhao Ke said this before, it would be an iron fist.

But for Luo Qing, the old man just smiled, and simply sat down, patted Luo Qing's shoulder, his black and white eyes looked at the knife in Zhao Ke's hand, and he grinned, showing his white teeth, making the face plump. A few wrinkles appeared on the ruddy face.

"In terms of talent, among the three of you, your eldest brother has the best talent, he can learn everything quickly, and has firm perseverance. You are the most flexible, have a photographic memory, draw inferences from one instance, and know how to be flexible."

Hearing that the old man had praised him for the first time, Luo Qing was also flattered.

But then the old man pointed at Zhao Ke, shook his head and said, "But in terms of heart, the two of you together are not as much as him. Everything requires talent and perseverance, but at the end of the competition, the heart is what is compared."

After the old man finished speaking, his gaze sank. He watched Zhao Ke turn the blade, hold the kitchen knife backwards, and remove the fishy line from the fish body. There was a pleasing pleasure in the simple way.

The blade is not only light and precise, but when dealing with critical situations, Zhao Ke will always slow down naturally so that people around him can see clearly, as if he can always catch the attention of the surrounding audience.

Maybe you will ask, why do you care about other people's eyes when it is better than cooking.

In fact, delicious food is only part of it. For a true master, the taste of cooking is one aspect, and the ability to change people's mood is another aspect.

Looking at the onlookers around, staring at Zhao Ke's hand, his mood became more relaxed.

If at this time, the same dish is placed on the table, the taste, appearance, and completely consistent.

These people will also favor Zhao Ke psychologically, and even when they taste the taste, they often choose Zhao Ke because of the joy that Zhao Ke brings to them.

I remember that when he took three brats to Japan to visit a tempura master, he found that the master received a few guests every day, and when cooking, he was often chatty with the diners.

And often only a few words are needed to accurately catch the diner's G point, and the diners are already happy before the food is served.

This is hard work, but on this point, among the three apprentices, only Zhao Ke understood.

The old man recalled, remembering that he had reminded them at the beginning, but only Zhao Ke came to question him afterwards.

Therefore, for the cook to do this, it can be seen that Zhao Ke has put in a lot of effort in terms of his heart.

It's only been a few years since he left his side. The progress of this brat made the old man look a little different. Maybe this is the result of his hard work.

"Hmph, scheming bitch!"

Luo Qing didn't take seriously the old man's suggestion. Seeing this, the old man shook his head, knowing that it was time to give this boy a heavy hammer. He pointed to the scattered fish bones in the bowl next to Zhao Ke's hand, and said, "I'll give you three ten minutes. Can you remove the bone from that fish?"

"Heh, you're hurting me. It's still 10 minutes, 3 minutes is enough."

The corner of Luo Qing's mouth twitched, feeling that the old man was a little out of order today, how could he answer such a substandard question.

However, what the old man said next made Luo Qing dumbfounded.

The old man took out his silver jug, took a sip of the spirits, and said, "Then can you put those fish bones back together within three to ten minutes?"

"Fight back??"

Luo Qing even wondered if he heard it wrong, everything was cut, who cares about those fishbone?Besides, why do you have to put back the fishbone you picked out?

Just when Luo Qing was feeling puzzled, he suddenly seemed to understand something, stared at the fishbone in Zhao Ke's bowl, and said in surprise: "You mean, he still wants to put the fishbone back together??"

It seems to be Luo Qing's idea.

I saw Zhao Ke started to process the fishbone, soaked the fishbone in the bowl in cold water, picked up the shaved main bone of the fish with both hands, soaked his hands in the water and began to carefully splice the fishbone.

Of course, it is not to splice the fishbone back intact, but to use the fishbone to reassemble the skeleton of a fish.