Chapter 42 Original Intention
This amazing knife skill left everyone stunned.

Some people couldn't help but rub their eyes, almost thinking that they were dazzled. Does such knife skills really exist?

After rubbing their eyes again and again, they finally had to admit it.

This is true, absolutely true.

When the man in the blue turban saw this scene, his face first turned red with shame, and then gradually turned pale, with a trace of despair and helplessness appearing on his face.

Laymen only saw the excitement and marveled at it, but people like him who were skilled in knife skills understood the difficulty.

He has practiced knife skills for decades and feels that he has reached the top of his skills and cannot make any further progress.

Occasionally, he saw Chang Lin display his knife skills. Although Chang Lin was more exquisite than him in details and his control of knife strength was more precise, the gap was not unbridgeable.

If Blue Turban is willing to continue to work hard on his knife skills, he will be able to reach Chang Lin's level within a few years.

After all, Chang Lin's skills were still within the range of his understanding.

However, the knife skills of the young man in front of him were so daunting that he even felt a little scared.

Even in his most exaggerated fantasies about knife skills, he never imagined that knife skills could reach such a level.

How could he possibly do something that he couldn't even imagine?
The scene before him completely shattered his basic understanding of knife skills.

Is this really a knife skill that anyone can possess?

Are there such exquisite and magical skills in the world?

And such superb skills were actually created by a teenager.

All these doubts eventually turned into deep despair, piling up in his heart and completely crushing his pride and self-confidence.

The man in the blue turban looked pale and felt dizzy. He leaned against the wall and slowly sat down on the ground.

There is only one thought in my mind.

He would never be able to achieve such knife skills in his life.

His fingertips suddenly felt something cold. It was the kitchen knife he had thrown on the ground earlier.

This partner who had always been invincible in his hands now brought him nothing but fear.

He didn't even dare to hold it again, because once he held the knife, what would appear in his mind was the amazing knife skills.

It's breathtakingly beautiful.

However, after opening his eyes, what he cut with the knife was disgustingly ugly.

And no matter how hard he tried, no matter how hard he pursued it, he would never be able to achieve that kind of knife skills in his entire life.

After seeing such knife skills, who would still have the courage to hold a kitchen knife?
Xu Qing stopped working on the knife and was very satisfied with his current craftsmanship.

During this period of time, his knife skills have improved.

It seems that as his understanding of cooking deepens, his skills are also changing accordingly.

His extremely sharp five senses can almost perfectly reproduce in reality what he thinks in his mind.

It can be said that how far his skills will eventually develop depends solely on how well he understands cooking.

Xu Qing originally thought that his five senses were just more acute than those of ordinary people, but now it seems that the ability exerted by the integration of the five senses is almost a superpower!
Xu Qing put the slices of meat aside, turned around and saw the man in the blue headscarf's gray face and lifeless eyes, as if the pillar of life had been taken away and he had lost the meaning of living.

The expressions of the others were better than his, but they all looked at Xu Qing in awe, and did not even dare to look him directly in the eyes.

Xu Qing sighed inwardly. He put the sliced ​​meat into the pot and blanched it. After simply seasoning it with some seasoning, he passed it to the man in the blue turban.

The blue turban remained indifferent, as if he hadn't seen him. Xu Qing said, "Don't you want to taste what the food I cut tastes like?"

The muscles on Blue Turban's face trembled, and these words touched his heart.

He raised his hand to take the bowl and chopsticks and put the piece of braised pork into his mouth.

The meat slices burst with juice as soon as you put them in your mouth. The well-preserved muscle texture perfectly locks in the juice, and the delicate fat melts between your lips and tongue like ice cream, but it does not appear greasy at all, but has a refreshing taste.

Simple seasoning can perfectly show the delicious taste of the meat. The seasoning is like a flavor amplifier. It removes the fishy smell of the meat, fully releases the mellow aroma of the meat, and enhances it.

The rich and tender gravy spreads explosively in your mouth, filling your mouth with rich aroma.

The simplest preparation method, the most simple seasoning, even a child can make it.

However, the final result is such a wonderful taste, which can only be achieved with superb knife skills.

This is the essence of knife skills, turning ordinary things into something magical.

He vaguely remembered that he initially wanted to learn knife skills because he had eaten a similar dish.

At that time, food was scarce and many people were starving. One day, someone accidentally caught a wild rabbit.

But how could such a small rabbit be distributed evenly to everyone?

Immediately, people started arguing and fighting broke out.

It seemed that the conflict over food was about to turn into a bloody conflict.

Suddenly a man stood out from the crowd. He used a small knife to completely dismember the whole rabbit, removing every bit of meat from the bones. Finally, he cut all the meat into even thicknesses, alternating fat and lean parts, so that each person's portion was exactly the same.

A conflict was thus averted.

The rabbit was unevenly roasted and the meat was only sprinkled with coarse salt, but it was the best dish he had ever eaten.

In his mind, knife skills should be such a magical skill that can still turn decay into magic even in the most helpless situations.

After that, he traveled around and studied hard under the most famous knife masters. In the end, there was nothing more to learn and his skills could not be improved, so he entered the dark world of cuisine.

The dark arts really opened his eyes, and he couldn't help but indulge in them, and his skills improved day by day. In order to obtain more exquisite skills, he devoted himself to the dark cuisine world, using his superb knife skills to destroy other people's restaurants, seize secret recipes, or control other people's bodies and minds with taste.

When he came to his senses, he had already forgotten why he embarked on this path and why he wanted to learn knife skills.

He originally just wanted to be like that guy and use his knife skills to make bad things better.

As a result, now he has become the worst person.

The evil deeds done to the dark culinary world appeared before his eyes one by one. He covered his eyes tightly with his trembling hands, and the bowl and chopsticks in his hands fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

He pushed Xu Qing away and ran out of the door in a hurry.

The other two were confused when they saw this. They just thought that Xu Qing had given him something unclean to eat. They couldn't help but glare at Xu Qing with an evil look on their faces.

"Boy, just wait for me!"

After saying those harsh words, the two of them immediately ran out to check on the condition of the man with the blue headscarf.

Xu Qing looked even more puzzled.

What did he do? He did nothing!
This dish simply reminds people of the original intention of practicing knife skills, and regains confidence in the present and the will to survive.

Is it true that the original intention of the blue turban was a very painful thing?
That shouldn't be the case. If it were a painful memory, he wouldn't have embarked on this path.

(End of this chapter)