Master Zhao is very confident. He has extraordinary confidence in his knife skills, not because of anything else, but because he has spent more than ten years on this knife skill, since he was an apprentice chef. , That is, waving a kitchen knife to process ingredients every day.
Others can say that his cooking is not delicious, but they cannot say that his knife skills are not good, because it will make him feel that it is an insult to his more than ten years of knife skills training.
It is precisely because of this self-confidence and solid knife skills that Master Zhao stood out from the many powerful chefs in Fengxianlou, and was favored by Qian Bao, who challenged Bu Fang.
Master Zhao looked at Bu Fang proudly. He didn't believe that the young man in front of him could compare with him in the field of knife skills. Knife skills required not only talent, but also continuous hard work. Master Zhao felt that he had both talent and hard work. It is a person who can do it.
Ouyang Xiaoyi and Yang Chen on the side also finished the dishes in their hands, and looked at this lively scene curiously, Ouyang Xiaoyi was even more excited, the last time Boss Smelly almost served Fengxianlou in one pot, Now that people are not convinced, come to the door!
This little girl was purely watching the excitement and was not afraid of big troubles. She blinked her big eyes at Bu Fang. She wanted to see how the stinky boss would deal with this matter.
To be honest, Bu Fang is really not interested in the challenge of learning from each other. He just wants to cook dishes with peace of mind, open the door for business, earn Yuanjing, and improve his cultivation... It's that simple and simple, without too much adulteration. What a complicated thing.
If it wasn't required by the system last time, Bu Fang didn't even bother to step into Fengxian Building.
"Competition on knife skills? Why should I compete with you? I'm not interested." Bu Fang twitched his lips expressionlessly, turned and walked towards the kitchen, ignoring Qian Bao and Master Zhao.
Qian Bao was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect that Bu Fang would refuse, but soon his eyes lit up, "Reject? Doesn't that mean he has a guilty conscience? The boss's knife skills are definitely not good at this step... Otherwise, how could he refuse the challenge?" What? Because he knew he would lose, so he refused!"
The more Qian Bao thought about it, the more excited he became, and the more he couldn't let Bu Fang refuse the challenge, because he felt that he had found Bu Fang's weakness.
"Boss Bu...you're a bit unreasonable, right? You came to my Fengxian Tower to find fault, did I, Qian Bao, say no? Didn't I let you taste the food generously? Today Qian also brought a discussion Thoughts came, but Boss Bu refused, which is a bit unkind, could it be that Boss Bu has a guilty conscience? Consciously, he can’t compare with the chef below him in the field of knife work?" Qian Bao’s face was squeezed together , smiled and said.
His voice had a very beating tone, which made people feel very uncomfortable after listening to it. At least on the one hand, Ouyang Xiaoyi, who was watching the excitement, was so angry that his teeth were itching. What is unkind? What is a guilty conscience? Does Boss Yibu feel guilty about his culinary skills
"It's not that I'm guilty or unkind, but even if it's a competition of knife skills, your chef is not qualified to compete with me. Since I don't have the qualifications, why should I compete with him?" Bu Fang stopped, turned his head, and said indifferently, There was no trace of anger in his tone, as if he was stating a fact.
Master Zhao suddenly became angry, I am not qualified? I am the number one swordsman in Fengxianlou, you actually said that I am not qualified
"You kid is really crazy. It's a pity that the more crazy you are, the more powerful you are. You can only know if you are qualified. If you say you are not qualified, you are not qualified. Who are you!" Master Zhao sneered coldly.
Qian Bao stood up in a timely manner, and said with a smile: "How about this, Boss, you lost a lot of face when you went back to Fengxianlou. We can't suffer this time, as long as you admit that your knife skills are not as good as Fengxianlou. Chef, how about we expose this matter?"
Bu Fang looked at Qian Bao indifferently, expressionless, is this guy out of his mind? It has been said that the chef is not qualified to challenge his knife skills at all, and Qian Bao actually wants him to admit that his knife skills are not as good as the other's, which is simply ridiculous.
Bu Fang's face also turned cold, since you want to die, then I will fulfill you.
Temporary task: The host agrees to the knife skills challenge of Fengxianlou chef arranged by Qian Bao, and completely abuses the other party.
(As the saying goes, a scholar can be killed but not humiliated, and a chef's knife skills cannot be insulted. Boy, use your blinding knife skills to teach him how to be a man!)
Mission Reward: Advanced Meteor Knife.
Just when Bu Fang was about to agree to the other party, the serious and serious voice of the system sounded in Bu Fang's mind. Although the system was still so serious, Bu Fang seemed to be able to feel the anger contained in the system's tasks.
There was a hint of weirdness on his stiff face, and Bu Fang looked at Qian Bao and Master Zhao indifferently. Since the system has issued tasks, it would be unreasonable not to agree.
That being the case... accept it.
"Okay, I promise you, but wait until my business hours are over." Bu Fang said lightly.
The smile on Qian Bao's face froze, then slowly disappeared, and he said seriously: "Boss Bu agreed?"
Bu Fang nodded, expressionless.
"Then can the location of the competition be decided by me?" Qian Bao said, he hadn't forgotten Song Tao's instructions to him, and remembering the terrifying aura on Song Tao, he decided to do what Song Tao said.
"Whatever." Bu Fang was too lazy to say anything, turned and entered the kitchen.
Master Zhao and Qian Bao glanced at each other, and they both revealed a smile of scheming success, and then Qian Bao shouted to the kitchen: "Then boss, I will leave first, and when your business hours are over, I will leave now." Send someone to arrange the challenge."
"Okay." Bu Fang's voice came out of the kitchen coldly.
Qian Bao and Master Zhao immediately left Bu Fang's small shop in high spirits, and went to prepare for the challenge.
As soon as Qian Bao and the others left, Ouyang Xiaoyi ran to the kitchen window and asked Bu Fang, "Boss Smelly, did you really agree to the knife competition? Your knife skills... okay?"
Bu Fang raised his head and took a look at Ouyang Xiaoyi, and then there was green smoke in his hand, a black kitchen knife appeared, Bu Fang's five fingers moved nimbly, the kitchen knife seemed to have life in Bu Fang's hand Upstream jumping...
When had Ouyang Xiaoyi seen such a gorgeous operation, her big eyes were almost staring straight, and she suddenly felt that her worries in front of her were just ridiculous... The smelly boss is such a monster, with such good cooking skills, how could his knife skills be poor?
She seemed to be able to think of the result of the next competition, the face of the boss of Fengxianlou would definitely become very ugly... I am most looking forward to the stinky boss slapping someone in the face!
The business hours will end soon, Ouyang Xiaoyi and Yang Chen are not in a hurry to leave, they are also looking forward to this challenge.
Qian Bao's efficiency is still very good. After a while, someone came to inform Bu Fang of the location of the competition, but the location of this location made Bu Fang slightly taken aback.
"In the alley?" Bu Fang asked suspiciously.
"Yes." The person who came to report nodded, very sure.
Bu Fang stopped talking, put on a fluffy coat, and then walked out of the shop.
The alleyway is full of activity at the moment, and the alleyway, where there is little traffic on weekdays, is surrounded by many pedestrians at the moment. Two large tables are placed on it, and various ingredients are placed on it.
Master Zhao was wearing a chef's robe, and was standing in front of a table. On his table was a huge knife rack, which was filled with various kitchen knives, and each one exuded a sharp blade. .