Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

Only this time, instead of mocking, it was surprise.

"Buzz..."

Just listen to the sound of the blade whistling in the air.

A kitchen knife, however, showed layers of afterimages in Zhao Ke's hand.

It seems that Zhao Ke is holding several knives instead of one knife.

The sound of Zhao Ke cutting vegetables could no longer be heard, and the sound of knives was like thunder. Some chefs who were close to Zhao Ke had to cover their ears and stay away.

"So fast!"

The man in the suit with the dagger in his hand suddenly tightened his pupils when he saw the afterimage of Zhao Ke waving it.

Because this is no longer the speed that ordinary people can have.

He even saw a kind of kendo, hidden in the afterimage!

"Such swordsmanship!!"

The man in the suit looked shocked, and he could deeply feel the distinctive aura of the young man in front of him.

Of course, such amazing knife skills are naturally the result of Zhao Ke deliberately showing off.

Just like the old man's evaluation of Zhao Ke.

In terms of talent in cooking, Zhao Ke is not as good as the elder brother.

In terms of kitchen innovation, Zhao Ke is not as good as a junior.

But when it comes to intentions, Zhao Ke has surpassed the two too much.

Attracting everyone's attention is the first step for Zhao Ke to start cooking.

Dishes are nothing more than five flavors, and nothing more than passion fruit.

Indulgence is a delicacy in the world. Before it is done well, it is just a pile of waste that no one cares about.

But Zhao Ke wants to change this, and make the cooking process a part of his own dish.

Therefore, attracting everyone's attention is the basic skill that Zhao Ke has practiced hard.

You can call it showing off, you can also call it showing off skills, and it is not an exaggeration to say that you are pretending to be 13.

But Zhao Ke didn't care, because this was the method he could think of.

Ensuring that the diners have a sense of anticipation before tasting the delicious food, and handling the mood of the diners are all the things that Zhao Ke puts his heart into.

"Swipe!"

After reaching the goal, I saw that the blade gradually began to slow down. Although it still maintained a fast speed, it could already be seen clearly.

I saw a piece of withered dead meat on the plate, in front of the blade, like snow touching the sun, with a swipe of the blade, the outer layer of black dead skin was separated by Zhao Ke.

A piece of meat that was as thin as paper was placed on the plate by Zhao Ke, and the color of this piece of meat was as shiny as jade.

Red and white, white fat, and red muscle, presenting a perfect harmony.

With a twist of the palm on the plate, a red and white meat fan appeared on the plate.

"Puff, this color, it looks like it is really the best."

The judges sitting on it couldn't help but praise Zhao Ke's piece of meat when he saw it.

He even started to look forward to what kind of cooking Zhao Ke, a young man, would cook next.

The knife skills are fast and fast, but it's just Zhao Ke's trick to attract people.

Then it was time for Zhao Ke to show off his cooking skills.

With both hands outstretched, the flowing way of serving dishes makes people feel natural, as if everything should be like this.

This is the kind of natural harmony that can only be created through tens of thousands of times of practice.

The stove was turned on, and the oil refined by Zhao Ke was imported.

The food has not been cooked yet, but the aroma in the oil pan already whets the appetite.

Even some cooks simply gave up the last bit of struggle and concentrated on watching Zhao Ke cook.

"Strange! He hasn't put any seasoning yet?"

The layman looks at the excitement and the insider looks at the doorway.

But at this time, Zhao Ke didn't even put in the seasoning, which made some cooks feel weird.

Someone even wanted to remind him.

It's a pity that Zhao Ke's next cooking sound covered it up.

The fire almost ignited the iron pot.

The fan-shaped meat slices were mixed with fresh bamboo shoots by Zhao Ke and started to stir-fry over high heat.

Just at this moment, Zhao Ke's camera was turned on manually.

An invisible big hand grabbed the surrounding ingredients, and the other hand grabbed the seasoning.

Ingest its freshness and mix it with its taste.

Among them was the dead horse, and a tear still remained on his cheek.

"All food book!"

Ghost Chef Sandian, who was sitting next to Lao Wu, stood up abruptly.

His eyes were fixed on Zhao Ke's hand, and his expression suddenly became excited.

He didn't expect that Zhao Ke actually learned how to eat the spirits of heaven and earth. This is another world of cooking.

For a moment, Chu Sandian stared at Zhao Ke's hand, and his body trembled excitedly.

Although he couldn't complete the Wanshi Book, he was still excited to see the Wanshi Book was born again.

If we say that monk Wuchen is the pinnacle of the esophagus among ordinary mortals.

But Zhao Ke is standing on another level at this time, and has stepped into the kitchen beyond the imagination of ordinary people.