He had never seen such a sharp blade. Even from a distance he could feel the chill it emanated. He carefully pulled the knife out of the sheath and examined the blade carefully.
Looking closely, the texture on the blade is fine and even. It is a fine hammer mark formed after thousands of tempering processes. When the sun shines on the blade, the reflected light is as dazzling as the stars.
Meng Fei gently waved the dagger in his hand, and felt a sharp breath gushing out from the blade, as if it could cut through anything. He was secretly happy in his heart, thinking that this dagger was definitely a rare treasure, and if used properly, it would surely exert amazing power.
"What a great knife!!!" Meng Fei couldn't help but exclaim.
He couldn't let go of the short blade in his hand, with an indescribable excitement on his face.
"Hehe, old man, I didn't lie to you, this knife took me a lot of effort. On the basis of its original shape, I added a piece of meteorite iron that I got by chance a few years ago. You know what, after adding the meteorite iron, the weight of the whole knife was reduced by half, and it became stronger and sharper!" Uncle Qin explained, stroking his mustache with a proud look on his face.
"Oh! Thank you so much, Uncle Qin. You have contributed so much, and I... just tell me the number, and I won't fight back."
Hearing Meng Fei's words, Uncle Qin's face suddenly changed. He raised his foot and kicked Meng Fei's butt, cursing: "Get the hell out of here!!! You look down on me, don't you? I'm beating you with a knife because I like you. If it's someone else, I won't beat him up no matter how much money he gives me!! Don't do that useless thing. When you come next time, bring me some good wine and food, and come to see me often, it's better than anything else. Oh!! By the way!!! Look at my brain. Wait a minute!"
Uncle Qin slapped his thigh and trotted into the blacksmith room again. After a moment, he took out a large kitchen knife. The knife had a simple shape and judging by the steel edge, it seemed to be made of the same material as the other two knives.
"Here, my boy Qiubo said that you like to cook. It just so happens that there was a small piece of material left when I was making a knife. So I added some materials and made a kitchen knife for you. Come and try it out to see if it works well for you."
Meng Fei's eyes lit up. He took the kitchen knife from Uncle Qin's hand and padded it twice in his hand. It was heavy but not heavy. The proportions were well controlled, and the center of gravity was cleverly set at the joint of the index finger. This could increase the speed of cutting vegetables and the accuracy.
This is a hundred times more powerful than his family's ancestral tetanus blade.
At this moment, a black hair suddenly fell from Meng Fei's head and slowly floated onto the blade. The next second, the hair broke into two pieces without any hesitation and continued to fall to the ground.
This scene happened to be captured by Meng Fei, his face was even more joyful, he looked at Uncle Qin with surprise and thanked him:
"Thank you so much, Uncle Qin. This knife is really good! Like this!!! When you come back from your son's house, I will let Qiubo take you to my house. I will cook a delicious meal for you myself! Plenty of wine!!"
There was nothing wrong at first, but when Uncle Qin heard Meng Fei say that there would be enough wine, his eyes suddenly lit up and he nodded frequently!
At this moment, a brake sound was heard outside the door, and then a little boy about seven or eight years old rushed in from outside the door and threw himself directly into Uncle Qin's arms.
"Grandpa! Grandpa!! I miss you so much!!"
When he saw his little grandson, Grandpa Qin's face was almost blooming with smiles. He picked up the little boy and rubbed his face with his bearded chin.
"Oh, Grandpa, your beard pricks! Your beard pricks!"
There was laughter and joy in the courtyard.
At this time, a middle-aged man walked in from outside the door. He looked to be in his thirties, a little fat, with a big head and thick neck.
"Dad~~ Let's go. If we leave now, we might be able to catch the live broadcast of the Asian Master Chef Competition when we get home."
"What the hell? Erect?"
"Instead of being a good cook, you just study useless things. Let's go, let's go now."
Seeing that Uncle Qin was about to leave, Meng Fei did not stay long. He said hello to Uncle Qin and his son and drove away.
Before returning to the village, Meng Fei went to Qiu Bo's house again to visit his mother and gave her the fruits and vegetables he had picked.
It’s no wonder that since Qiubo’s mother recovered from her illness, her complexion has become rosy and radiant, and her whole body exudes a youthful aura from the inside out. She doesn’t look like a woman in her fifties at all.
When Qiubo's mother saw Meng Fei coming, she wanted to light the fire and cook. Meng Fei wanted to refuse politely, but when he thought that Qiubo would be away for several days and no one would accompany her during this time, he simply stayed. However, he did not let Qiubo's mother cook. Instead, he cooked a table full of delicious food for her himself.
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at this time.
Kyoto State Banquet Hotel.
The most luxurious of the five-star hotels in Kyoto.
At this time, the hotel was crowded with people and traffic was once jammed.
At this time, helicopters were landing on the helipad on the roof of the hotel, and famous chefs from various countries kept coming out of them. They were invited to be judges of this competition.
Only top international chefs are eligible to be invited to serve as judges for this competition.
James David, the Michelin-starred chef of Eagle Sauce Country, Banquet Master of Curry Country, Kuruvic, the hermit master of Arctic Village, and even Danny Blanc, who was once called a miracle in the culinary world...
Although some international chefs were not invited to serve as judges for this competition, they also arrived at the competition site early.
Rather than being an Asian chef competition, this competition is more like a competition between China and Plaster Country, with other countries just being the icing on the cake.
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