If the black iron kitchen knife has identified the owner, then the taste of the ingredients cut by the owner with the knife will be tasted by a thousand people, and there will be no repetition!
Only when the master and the destined person eat it, will they taste the same taste...
It's just that at this moment, Ren Yue doesn't know!
Although Rourou smelled the same scent in Ren Yue's hand as her own, she never knew that this black iron kitchen knife had the beauty of choosing a marriage for its master.
However, Ruan didn't believe that the owner chosen by the kitchen knife was herself; she didn't even know that Ren Yue was the one chosen by the kitchen knife for her marriage.
However, this is not to be blamed for being gentle.
That's because, in Shengyao Mountain not far from her, the potato chips that he ate just now tasted the same as himself and Ren Yue!
"Huh?" Ruan Rou sniffed left and right with her nose, first stopped in Ren Yue's hand, and then stopped in Sheng Yaoshan's hand.
"It's really amazing. After this knife is cut, the fresh ingredients are actually delicious!" Wen Wen immediately expressed her inner surprise, but this surprise covered a kind of destiny.
At this moment, only Wen Rou knew in the world that what she and the two peerless young masters had in their mouths had the same taste.
At this moment, there is probably only one person in Zuixianlou who knows the secret of this dark iron kitchen knife...
At this moment, Cai Mi was still hidden among the crowd, because he deliberately stayed far away, so he could not taste the magic of the black iron kitchen knife.
However, from the eyes and words of the spectators in the front row, Cai Mi has confirmed his inner speculation.
That girl... She really is the master of the kitchen knife!
However, Cai Mi didn't know that the owner of this kitchen knife tasted the same as the two sons!
The black iron kitchen knife has been quietly placed on the tray on the table after Wen Rou finished cutting the potato slices.
However, Cai Mi could clearly see that there were some clear water stains slightly oozing from the blade of the kitchen knife.
I thought it was the juice stains left by cutting the potatoes with a kitchen knife. But on second thought, no! This is a dark iron kitchen knife, which leaves no marks after cutting, even sticking to the knife will not appear!
Could it be... could this water stain be... the tears of a kitchen knife? !
Cai Mi was confused.
Dark Iron Kitchen Knife. The legendary artifact in the culinary world.
Although it was made of black iron, who made it? What is Xuantie? No one knows for a while.
Since it is a divine tool, it has gathered the roots of spiritual wisdom. Although it is a kitchen utensil, it also has energy in it...
Caidao's tears... Caidao is really crying!
"It tastes good!" Liu Xian has been standing beside Mr. Songtao. These days, he wanted to reveal his true identity, and then tasted the delicacies prepared by both the defending and challenging sides in a grand manner!
Helplessly, Mr. Songtao often gestured with his eyes, which were full of sternness and disapproval. It is irresistible.
Let a seven-year-old child who has such a fanatical heart for food, face the food, only to enjoy the eyes, but not to try it. What a cruel thing this is!
Liu Xian has swallowed so much saliva in the past few days that his lips are almost peeling!
Today, thanks to the kitchen knife, I finally had the chance to taste it, even though it was just a piece of fresh potato chips!
But when the potatoes entered the mouth, Liu Xian immediately smiled!
"Delicious!" Liu Xian praised again!
for a while. The tsk-tsk praise from the crowd sounded again.
"It's really delicious! If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes and tasted it with my own mouth, I wouldn't believe it, it's real!" Nangongxue marveled in her heart as she slowly recalled the taste of the previous bite of potato chips.
The Great Zhou Dynasty was really a miraculous dynasty. There is no record in history.
Since all kinds of miraculous kitchen utensils appeared in the Great Zhou Dynasty, it is nothing to be surprised that I came to this miraculous dynasty out of nowhere!
Since it's here, it's safe... Anyway, I'm used to it, let alone there is him here...
Nangong Xue comforted herself a bit. Then his eyes turned to Sheng Yaoshan who was next to Wenrou on the stage.
"Even if everyone has witnessed the power of this kitchen knife, no one will object, right?" When Ren Yue said this, his long and narrow eyes glanced at Yang Gu who was at the side.
In fact, these words were originally said to Yang Gu alone!
Everyone disagrees, only he has a difference!
At this moment, Yang Gu didn't say much, but a flash of panic and dodge flashed in his eyes, and then, his left hand, which was extremely ugly after being burned, was tightly clenched into a fist and hidden by his leg.
"Miss Wen, please continue!" While speaking, Ren Yue stretched out his hand to gesture for Gentle to raise the knife, and verified Yang Gu's bowl of dishes again.
Looking at Ren Yue gently, he took a deep breath, nodded slightly after a while, and then said softly: "I believe you!"
There was a faint pink halo in the corner of Ren Yue's eyes, eyes like a deep pool, like peach blossoms in March, falling on the mirror-like water surface, rippling and raining flowers in layers.
Like a dream, like a fog.
He still lightly raised the dark iron kitchen knife, and slowly shook it on the vegetable.
Just now, when the kitchen knife first verified the non-toxic vegetables, the silver light was shining, and there was no difference.
Later, when the vegetable mixed with poison was tested, the blade of the kitchen knife was black, but then it returned to its original state again.
Later, when the potatoes were cut, the kitchen knife was shining brightly, but then it was water-stained again and again.
But it's still the same shiny silver.
But now, when gently shaking Yang Gu's bowl of vegetables...
Everyone present was stunned!
On the blade of the kitchen knife, the mass of jet black instantly covered the entire edge of the kitchen knife.
Clearly, everyone present could see it clearly.
"Hmph! There is something wrong with this dish!" Ren Yue said indifferently, as if he already knew that Yang Gu's dish was extraordinary!
"So this dish is poisonous!"
"Using such an insidious method!"
"Hey, who is this person? He actually poisoned the food!"
"What kind of poison?"
"I don't know, but look at the three adults who ate it, it's like being possessed by a demon, they must eat that bowl of food!"
"Ah, what kind of poison is this? It's so addictive?!"
All of a sudden, the onlookers in the Drunken Immortal Building began to discuss again, and from time to time, some people would point, roll their eyes, and criticize, pointing at Yang Gu on the stage.
"Are you actually poisoned?" In the private room on the third floor of the only copy. A sour voice sounded again.
"Yes. It's a last resort!" Outside the screen, the submissive voice was low and deep.
"So, you already knew?" Inside the screen. The voice was gloomy and cold.
"Yes. There is no other choice! One is because the person to be dealt with is the Wen family, and the other is that this is Yang Gu's usual style." Outside the screen, the voice was simple and straightforward.
"Hmph! It's a last resort! I have no choice! I thought you had found some kind of expert, but it turned out to be such a dirty trick!" Inside the screen, the voice trembled.
"Even if you want to deal with that girl, why do you care about the means?" Outside the screen, the submissive voice suddenly rose rapidly.
"Crack!" There was a sound of porcelain shattering on the ground.
Presumably, the tea cup was broken again...
For half a day, there was no movement, only the sound of violent breathing. Responding to each other inside and outside the screen.
"Tell me, what kind of poison was used?" Inside the screen, the voice gradually calmed down, and the tone was sour and lazy.
"It is said... that the juice of dahlias is used." Outside the screen, the submissive voice was very low.
"Dahlia? What's that?" Inside the screen. Although that sour voice was equally deep, curiosity could still be heard.
"The raw materials for making smoked soil." The voice outside the screen couldn't be lower.
"You bastard! How dare you do such a shameful thing right under my nose! This is to kill your head, ransack your house, and destroy your family!" Inside the screen, a meandering figure suddenly stood up.
"Boom!" The palm slapped on the wooden table, making a muffled sound.
"This is all Yang Gu's idea, and it has nothing to do with others. If you want to kill, you can do it yourself! The little one doesn't know. You don't know either. Just now the young one didn't say anything, and you didn't hear anything." Outside the screen , that submissive voice pushed through the chain of events.
"That Yang Gu, what does he know?" Inside the screen. The meandering figure sat down slowly, his tone softened.
"The little one didn't tell him anything, he just sent someone to give him money and let him do something!"
"It's so good! Find a chance to clean him up, remember. Be clean and tidy! Such an ugly person, even if he has no intention of harming others, it would be an eyesore to keep him, let alone his intentions..." The voice was dark and cold inside the screen.
"Yes, please don't worry. Eliminate black with black, no one will be able to find out! Hehehehe." Outside the screen, the submissive voice laughed, always seeming a little ghostly and creepy.
"Dare to poison? Catch him!"
"Catch him and ask him for the antidote! Poor three adults!" The crowd in the Drunken Immortal Tower was furious!
"Hmph." Yang Gu raised his eyes, glanced around coldly, and then put his ugly left hand into his sleeve.
"Huh!" A burst of thick white smoke dispersed.
Everyone covered their mouths and noses to avoid.
From time to time, bold people waved their sleeves, trying to disperse the smoke!
"Be careful, it's poisonous!" Someone in the crowd exclaimed!
Indeed, since this ugly Yang Gu was able to poison everyone under their noses, the smoke seemed to be strange for a while.
There was a sudden chaos in Zuixian Tower, and people panicked and rushed out of the door with their heads in their arms.
Meek's heart was so chaotic that it was almost suffocating, everything today seemed to be a nightmare.
Ugly opponents, sinister poisons, and ghostly smoke.
The white smoke gradually diffused into Wen Wen's eyes, and she stood there in a daze, not knowing what to do for a while!
Suddenly, a faint gust of sleeve wind blew past his ears, the wide and white sleeve robe seemed to be mixed with the smoke from the Mass, and seemed to isolate himself from the smoke.
The silk-like cloth swept over his cheeks and ears coolly and smoothly, as if his whole body was wrapped by something.
A pair of cool and supple hands pressed tightly against his nose and mouth.
Although tight, there is no sense of suffocation.
When the smoke dissipated, Genrou slowly opened her eyes, and when she carefully identified it, she found that the face of the gods was placed diagonally above her cheeks.
And he was leaning unbiasedly in the mass of pure white.