"Ice Soul Fish Intestine Blade", ice attribute.

"Pure White Sacrifice Fire Altar", fire attribute.

One ice and one fire can easily make people think of ice and fire... Cough cough, the thought of ice and fire is incompatible.

Although Jiang Yun didn't know if there was the word "ice and fire tolerate", he knew that the ice and fire in his hands were very useful.

Since the dark solemn ceremony of recognizing the master of the artifact last night, Jiang Yun has made up his mind to take out his "heart kitchenware" and use it well.

After all, it is so easy to use. Such a special kitchen utensil is a bit too stupid if it is always stored there.

Just as Jiang Yun picked up his "Ice Soul Fish Intestine Blade", his aura suddenly changed.

The sword is a sword, a sharp and frost sword.

At that moment, the blade, which was clearly as thin as a fruit knife, seemed to be much enlarged in Xiang Xuelan's eyes.

The young chef held up the ice-poul knife in a posture.

It was like a long-trained swordsman about to swing that deadly sword.

This...what is this? Is this really cooking?

Looking at the concentration, it seemed as if all the attention was on the young chef with his right hand.

I looked at the dry deer tendons that were placed side by side on the cutting board, and the body surface was slightly permeated with some greasy dry deer tendons.

This is the first time Xiang Xuelan, who was standing next to watch, knows that cooking is such a monumental job.

And the next moment, his hand moved, and the Ice Soul Blade in his hand also moved.

A sword tip about 30 centimeters blew the frost and cold wind from the ice and snow.

The silver light suddenly rose, and the sharpness of the rapid dancing was like the rippling waves of water.

Wherever he passed, the sword shadows were like weaving, and the sword was so fast that it was unsightly that it fell on the row of dry deer tendons.

The entire process of swinging the knife suddenly started and ended suddenly.

Before Xiang Xuelan could come to her senses, Jiang Yun had already put down the Ice Soul Knife in his hand.

It comes like thunder and furious, and it stops like the clear light of the river and sea.

This movement and stillness embodies a concise master style, which makes people admire it very much.

Good...so amazing! Is this a professional Chinese chef? It's like a peerless swordsman!

After taking a deep breath, Xiang Xuelan hurriedly leaned over and lowered her head, wanting to see what shape the dry deer tendons were sliced.

However, just as she leaned over to look at the dry deer tendons placed on the chopping board, a big question mark appeared on Xiang Xuelan's head.

It’s not that Jiang Yun cut these ingredients into a difficult way to understand, but... the ingredients have not changed at all!

That's right, at least on the surface, these dry deer tendons are exactly the same as before.

Should it be one or one, there is no knife edge on it, and there is no feeling of being treated like this.

Xiang Xuelan looked up at Jiang Yun who was posing in a "I'm awesome" position, and then looked at the dry deer tendons without any movement.

After a while, she asked carefully: "Well, Chef Jiang? Are you warming up just now?"

It seemed that he had known what kind of questions Xiang Xuelan would ask for a long time. Jiang Yun immediately smiled and said, "No, no, no, I'm not warming up, I'm just changing the knife for this deer tendon."

"Change the knife...what has this been changed? I'm sorry, I can't see it very well."

"It's true that I can't see it, because the depth of the knife is about zero point one millimeter, which is difficult for the naked eye to observe."

Jiang Yun smiled slightly, took out a magnifying glass from somewhere, and put a dry deer tendon underneath for Xiang Xuelan to view.

Alas? No, right? There is really!

Under the magnifying glass, Xiang Xuelan really saw countless fine flower knives outside the dry deer tendons.

These thin and dense flower knives are like the texture of deer tendons, and they cannot be seen without tools.

"So amazing, is this the flower knife?"

Xiang Xuelan sighed for a moment, then asked in confusion: "But... what's the use of this?"

Although most young ladies don’t have much understanding of cooking, Xiang Xuelan is more likely to cook.

Since she was very young, she was very interested in cooking and would cook for her younger brothers and sisters when she went back during the holidays.

So she knew that Chinese chefs like to use flower knife on food.

In addition to decorating, the flower knife in Chinese cuisine is the greatest effect of improving the taste.

For example, chicken gizzards, squids and other ingredients that are very hard and inconvenient to eat.

As long as you put a flower knife reasonably, cut off most of the tough parts of the food.

Then, you can easily cut off the food by biting it with your teeth and retain a lot of crispy texture.

But at this time, Jiang Yun punched the dry deer tendons with a flower knife that was invisible to the naked eye. What is this? Is it showing off?

Showing skills... is also part of it.

I have to say that there are great beauties like Xiang Xuelan watching curiously.

Jiang Yun is also more willing to cook in ways that can show his skills.

But it is really not just for showing off skills to make so many flower knives on dry deer tendons, it is really useful.

After making a gesture to Xiang Xuelan, Jiang Yun picked up the few dry deer tendons.

Walking towards a oil pan next to it was gurgling with small bubbles.

This oil pan is usually used to make some fried foods. Jiang Yun just turned on the fire and heated it.

And by now, it has quickly heated up to a high temperature of about 160 degrees.

Oil pan? Is he going to fry the deer tendons? But these are dry deer tendons. Will they be...

Just as Xiang Xuelan was thinking about whether the unsoaked dry deer tendons would be harder and harder to chew.

Jiang Yun did a strange move that she had never thought of in her life.

He first threw the dry deer tendons in, and then picked up a spoon of water from the side.

Water is indeed water, with no fancy tap water.

"It's a little bit dangerous to take a step back."

He signaled Xiang Xuelan to retreat and also picked up a large pot lid to block the front and back.

Jiang Yun sprinkled a tablespoon of tap water into the oil-filled oil pan!

As we all know, the boiling point of oil temperature is generally above one hundred degrees, while water vaporizes when it is one hundred degrees.

The water dissipates into many small water droplets entering the boiling oil.

During the process of entering, it will instantly turn into water vapor, which will put a lot of pressure on the surrounding oil.

The oil was quickly pushed into the air, making an explosion like a firecracker exploding, and quickly splashing around.

This is the principle that water will explode when it drops into oil. It is very simple and dangerous.

So Jiang Yun sprinkled a tablespoon of water in one go, and the oil pan immediately exploded! A large wave of heat rose!

A large wave of heat mixed with splashing oil almost swallowed Jiang Yun's body.

Fortunately, he picked up the huge pot lid in advance and blocked it in front of him, so he was not turned into fried chicken by the rolling oil and water.

But even so, the crackling scene was really terrifying... Even the group of maids working not far away were shocked.

I...what am I watching? Is this really cooking?

The skin felt the heat waves rising ahead, and the ears were bursting one after another.

At that moment, Xiang Xuelan seemed to feel like she was on the battlefield.

Just cooking, why did it turn out like this?

In the next three minutes, Xiang Xuelan kept thinking, but she still couldn't figure it out even if she wanted to break her head.
Chapter completed!