Chapter 80 Kitchen Knives
Chapter 80 Kitchen Knives
Finally, we can slaughter the ducks!
He was suffocating!
At this moment, Zhao Tong was excited from head to toe.
Moreover, this time his excitement did not stem from venting his hidden murderous intent by wielding a knife, but rather from his heartfelt love and longing for fruitwood-roasted duck.
He absolutely has to roast a duck today!
This feeling used to be very distant from him. If Deyuan hadn't made him stay at Bazhenlou, he might never have thought of doing this.
The atmosphere of Bazhenlou reminded him of his time working under the head chef. The head chef had bought him a fish-cleaning knife, and the head chef had taught him how to cook. He would also tell the head chef that he wanted to try making a dish himself and let the head chef taste it...
The head chef watched him struggle as he tried to kill a fish, a chicken, and a duck for the first time...
Yes, it's that primal urge to grab a knife, really just for a meal, not for killing.
This excitement and exhilaration even left me feeling somewhat disoriented.
The thought that he could continue to feel this excited and thrilled as long as he was at the Eight Treasures Restaurant filled him with uncontrollable joy.
Even when butchering a duck, there's an indescribable gentleness in the knife's touch, yet it's swift and efficient...
Originally, Liu Zhaoting and his son Liu Che were observing Zhao Tong's knife-wielding habits from the sidelines, and then forging him a divine weapon.
A good weapon must be well-suited to the person wielding it in order to achieve its maximum effect.
This is why some famous swords are unremarkable in the hands of some people, but become highly sought after in the hands of certain sword geniuses.
Unless it is a custom-made weapon, the weapon cannot adapt to the person; only the person adapts to the weapon.
However, custom-made weapons can maximize the effectiveness of the weapon and the user's strengths.
However, watching Alliance Leader Zhao's excited, apprehensive, thrilled, skilled, and somewhat unfamiliar expression as he slaughtered the duck, Liu Zhaoting and his son Liu Che were a little confused...
Kill, the ruthless leader of the Zhao Alliance, kill, kill, kill ducks so gently and neatly, and there's an indescribable sense of immersion in it?
Liu Zhaoting and Liu Che were both somewhat bewildered.
After watching for a long time, both ducks died. Neither of them could sense the murderous intent under Zhao Tong's knife. In fact, they could only see the skillful efficiency of a seasoned cook slaughtering poultry...
"Father, what do you think? Would it be better to forge a kitchen knife for Alliance Leader Zhao?" Liu Che's eyes welled up with tears. "Or perhaps a cleaver?"
Liu Zhaoting: "..."
Liu Zhaoting himself was on the verge of collapse.
“I feel we also need a sharper pair of scissors…” Liu Che finished speaking, and Liu Zhaoting looked at his son. Liu Che sighed, “For trimming the toenails of chickens, ducks, and geese. I just saw Alliance Leader Zhao use a knife, which isn’t very convenient. Also, there’s some chicken and duck meat to process. Although it’s not the roast duck we’re making, it still needs to be deboned and cut into pieces. Scissors would be better for that…”
After Liu Che finished speaking, Liu Zhaoting was exasperated: "Is this to make a whole set of kitchen knives for Alliance Leader Zhao?"
Although, it seems that it really is...
However, it must be said that based on the observation just now, what Alliance Leader Zhao clearly needs is a complete set of kitchen knives, rather than a sword that would make him invincible in the martial arts world!
Liu Che sighed softly: "How come I remember that Alliance Leader Zhao's knife used to be called the Fish-Slaughtering Knife?"
Liu Zhaoting: "..."
The two looked at each other in bewilderment, their eyes meeting, and they stared at each other in disbelief, yet they had no choice but to believe that what Alliance Leader Zhao really wanted was a complete set of kitchen knives.
While it's not unusual for martial arts masters to have their own hobbies—for example, some like playing the zither, some like composing poetry, and others like gardening—it seems that Leader Zhao prefers cooking...
Suddenly, as if they had both remembered something, they looked at each other again.
— Otherwise, why would he stay at Bazhenlou?
Good heavens!
The two seemed to have really figured it out. They decided to make a set of kitchen tools for Leader Zhao, as it would seem more practical.
Moreover, with a few minor adjustments to the kitchen knives, they can be used to kill people occasionally, but knives that have seen human blood are probably not suitable for killing fish or similar items.
Forget it, let's not think about it too much. I'll talk to Alliance Leader Zhao about my thoughts later, and if he agrees...
“Okay, I’ll take a set of kitchen knives.” Zhao Tong agreed without hesitation, his tone calm yet tinged with a hint of joy.
Liu Zhaoting and Liu Che understood: Alliance Leader Zhao originally wanted a kitchen knife!
Then the kitchen knives can't be ordinary!
At the very least, the knives made by this father and son are superior to those made by most chefs. In terms of functionality and practicality, they must also include convenience and the inherent ease of use of a kitchen knife.
And so, as Zhao Tong sat down, leisurely tending to the duck feathers, Liu Zhaoting and his son Liu Che were already discussing the overall design and manufacturing plan for the knives.
You need a special furnace to forge knives, and it's not far from here in Liu Village.
Although they need to stay here for the night, it's perfect timing. They've almost figured it out by the end of the night, and when they return to Liu Village tomorrow, they can finish making this set of knives and give it to Chief Zhao.
This was the first and likely the last time the father and son worked together, so both of them held deep expectations for this one and only set of knives...
On the other side, Old Master Weng and Old Master Qu listened to Bai Cen's aggrieved account of how the Eagle Gate people had suddenly chased after them with vicious dogs and even released eagles.
Although he had fought with the Eagle Clan in Shanhe Town before, and did indeed retrieve the Night Armor!
But when they were in Shanhe Town, Brother Zhao led him to withdraw midway.
Eagle Gate has no trace of him, and after so much time, the scent on his body from back then has long since dissipated. It's impossible for him to have tracked him down here to steal Night Armor.
At first, he didn't think too much about it. He just remembered that he had promised his boss that he had to protect Bazhenlou no matter what.
So when he discovered a problem, he started driving the Bazhenlou truck away.
Eagle Gate relentlessly pursued them.
But then, after suddenly realizing what had happened and understanding everything, he suddenly understood that Eagle Gate wasn't chasing him, but rather they had come specifically to find Eight Treasures Restaurant!
The Eight Treasures Pavilion?!
We need to run even faster and not stop the carriage, otherwise the other side is all after Bazhenlou. Are we really going to give Bazhenlou to them?
And so, he was chased around by the Eagle Gate members.
Then, seeing the two sides getting closer and closer, he had no choice but to remember that when the old man taught him how to drive the Eight Treasures Pavilion, he had told him about the mechanism of the Eight Treasures Pavilion. So he decided to give it a try, because he couldn't let the Eight Treasures Pavilion fall into the hands of others.
And so, he pulled the first ring, then the second!
Bai Cen became more and more excited as he spoke. When he mentioned the sky-piercing sparks that suddenly shot out when the people rushed through the second set of traps, he seemed to get excited: "These traps are too amazing! I didn't believe it when they said that the Xuanji Sect's mastery of traps and hidden weapons was unparalleled! And those dozen or so eagles! If any other martial arts master were surrounded by them, they would probably be skinned alive. But a huge net, a net that stretched from heaven to earth, tightened the noose around the eagles as they struggled, and they all fell to the roadside like wild ducks!"
Bai Cen went from being pitiful at the beginning to sounding like he was about to fly when he got to this point.
Weng He listened with great interest.
It's such a pity that he went to see a tunnel digger, and all he did was scald the child with boiling water to scare him!
It would be better to stay and play with Xiaobai; then we could have another exciting carriage chase.
Oh, and there are also traps with towering flames, and inescapable nets that can capture more than a dozen eagles at once...
What a miscalculation!
As Weng He stroked his beard, he shook his head, thinking that he would eventually get the job of guarding the Eight Treasures Pavilion. If you walk too much at night, you'll eventually get your shoes wet. If you guard the Eight Treasures Pavilion too much, you'll eventually run into a group of people chasing you. He was running ahead of them, turning on the mechanism.
Weng Heguang finds it interesting just thinking about it.
The old man's face was extremely ugly. After barely managing to listen to Bai Cen finish speaking, the old man immediately roared back: "Do you know how troublesome those mechanisms are! You want to use them a second time!"
Bai Cen's soul trembled at his roar.
"See, it's no use, is it?" Bai Cen said, feeling wronged.
Old Master Qu put his arm around the old man's arm. Although he knew that the old man was alone in the Eight Treasures Pavilion, being chased by a group of people, dogs, and eagles, with no one to consult, and that it was already difficult enough for him to get himself and the Eight Treasures Pavilion to safety in the chaos, Old Master Qu was still quite angry...
"You only remembered the escape mechanism, but you didn't remember the escape method!" the old man said sullenly.
"There's an escape mode too?" Bai Cen was stunned.
How could he not remember?
"Grandpa, have you mixed this up? Did you tell him when you were teaching Brother Zhao, and then forgot to tell me?" Bai Cen stepped forward with his arms around him.
Old Master Qu: "..."
The old man seemed to suddenly realize that this was the case.
But this brat is really annoying. He immediately broke through the clouds and mountains, and Bai Cen quickly admitted his mistake: "I was wrong, Grandpa!"
Weng He patted him on the shoulder: "Alright, Lao Qu, shouldn't we be thinking about why Eagle Gate is chasing after Bazhenlou?"
“That’s right!” Bai Cen quickly responded.
The old man did indeed stop, and he was also puzzled.
Weng He continued, "Moreover, we still don't understand why the Eagle Gate pursued the Eight Treasures Pavilion in the first place, but so many of the Eagle Gate's people, dogs, and even eagles have suffered losses at the Eight Treasures Pavilion since then. Their sect leader is probably gritting his teeth and waiting for the right moment to launch a fierce counterattack..."
"Alright, can't you say something nice?" the old man said irritably.
"There's good news too." Weng He smiled. "According to Xiao Bai, the Eagle Gate might be severely weakened. The sect wasn't large to begin with, and after their all-out attack ended in such a miserable state, they might not dare to come back for a while..."
In Zhenhu Division, Weng He had seen many sects that would provoke each other at the slightest disagreement.
Some people, the more they fight for a point, the more they decline.
Eagle Gate was originally a small, insignificant sect, yet it insisted on becoming the court's lackey; it's better to suffer a loss...
"What do you mean?" Old Qu asked, displeased.
Because I didn't understand.
Bai Cen was also in a bind.
Weng He sighed softly, "What I mean is, calm down, let's talk about it when we get to Liu Village."
Bai Cen nodded like a chick pecking at rice.
The old man didn't speak, tacitly agreeing, then turned to look at the other end of the carriage, where Wang Sumo and Zhu Yu were together.
He needed to know that the news about the Kunlun Ring was with that kid Zhu Yu…
*
Wang Sumo and Zhu Yu were together.
Zhu Yu first handed the rare ancient book "The Record of Delicacies" to Wang Sumo: "Miss Wang, thank you for your help in coordinating with the seniors today. I hope this 'Record of Delicacies' will be of some help to you."
"Thank you." Wang Sumo accepted it.
This book, "The Tale of Delicacies," was indeed what she wanted.
"Miss Wang, did you tell Uncle Liu that you wanted to see Bai Xiaotong?" Zhu Yu asked as well.
Wang Sumo nodded: "Yes, I heard from Elder Weng that Bai Xiaotong is not a person, but a group of people, so I don't know who I should see, or whether it doesn't matter who I see?"
Wang Sumo looked at him: "Or, I want to see the person who gave you advice and told you about the Eight Treasures Pavilion's activities. I want to see him."
Zhu Yu took a deep breath: "Miss Wang, can you promise me one thing?"
Wang Sumo looked at him.
Zhu Yu lowered his head and said, "Can you go see her by yourself?"
Wang Sumo was surprised.
It wasn't that she didn't trust Zhu Yu, but rather that the request was somewhat strange.
Zhu Yu slowly raised his eyes: "She is my sister."
Wang Sumo was astonished!
Zhu Yu continued, "She was also a child my grandfather found, and later became a disciple of Bai Xiaotong. She was a woman, and Bai Xiaotong's identity was shrouded in mystery in the martial arts world; she didn't want so many people to know about her..."
“Okay,” Wang Sumo readily agreed.
Zhu Yu was now surprised, and then looked at her probingly: "Aren't you afraid?"
Wang Sumo laughed and said, "Why should I be afraid? I trust Lao Liu, Zhu Weng, Liu Che, and you, so I trust her too. I'll just see her myself and keep her identity a secret."
[Author's Note]
See you tomorrow~
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