As the fatty threw a cucumber into the air, Yang Ling saw the knife in the fatty's hand move. The knife light flashed, and the criss-crossing knife light dazzled Yang Ling.
There was only one thought in Yang Ling's mind. Fast, extremely fast. When the complete cucumber fell into the basin accurately and scattered into countless small cubes of the same size, Yang Ling's gaze was already frozen.
The fatty seemed to be very satisfied with Yang Ling's reaction. The wide kitchen knife in his hand made a beautiful cut before it was inserted back into its original position. He looked at Yang Ling with a smile.
Yang Ling was a chef himself. When Fatty made his move, he could tell whether he was an expert or not.
Cutting each cube into cubes of almost the same size required extremely precise calculation ability, and this also required a very fast speed, especially in such a short time. The time from throwing it up to cutting it into cubes and dropping it was a test of a person's ability.
Yang Ling was sure that no one in his previous life could do this, whether it was those five-star chefs or those chefs who went in and out of dignitaries.
However, this simple and honest fatty had done it. His seemingly vulgar and unaesthetic movements contained such a moving power.
Such a saber technique could be said to be exquisite and peerless. Although each movement seemed very simple, it contained many variations.
"How is it? Do you want to learn?”
Fatty asked proudly. Yang Ling nodded very seriously. If he did not learn Fatty's saber technique, then he would really see a ghost.
Yang Ling imitated Fatty Ding and held the knife. Then, he threw the cucumber into the air and waved the knife to cut it like Fatty Ding.
The knife flashed, and the cucumber was cut into many cubes. However, there were still many cucumbers that fell off before they could be cut.
This time, it was Fatty Ding's turn to be shocked. His dead fish eyes popped out and he cried out in disbelief," How is this possible? Is this your first time practicing this move?”
"Is there something wrong?"
"There's nothing wrong with it. On the contrary, yours is too good. It's so good that it makes me feel a little ashamed. When I first learned this move, it was a terrible sight.”
"No, your movements are too fast for me to see clearly, but I saw the arc of your wrist movement.”
Fatty Ding's mouth was wide open as he muttered to himself," You can even do this?”
Judging a person's movements by the vibration of their wrist required an extremely high level of talent and vision. There was no doubt that the man in front of him had both.
Yang Ling did not answer. This was actually the result of his years of practice as a chef. A chef naturally had to be good at cutting vegetables.
Fatty quickly recovered from his shock and said to Yang Ling," From your actions just now, your talent is amazing. However, if my Cow Dismembering Saber Technique is combined with profound internal energy, its power will be more than doubled."”
"Then just teach me. Why do you have to say it again?”
Fatty shook his head with a bitter smile and said," It's easy to say. I, Pao Ding, have only obtained a shallow internal energy cultivation method for so many years. It's also because of this internal energy method that my current strength has never been able to enter the realm of the world's first-class experts. I hope you won't follow my old path and ruin your monstrous talent."”
Yang Ling only felt a wave of sadness spread all over his body. He knew it without Fatty Ding saying anything more.
In those martial arts novels, it was written that the protagonist had obtained a profound internal cultivation method. Even the most ordinary moves could be used to their greatest power in their hands. On the other hand, if the internal cultivation was not good, not only would the cultivation progress be extremely slow, but it would also greatly affect the cultivator's future achievements.
This was also where Yang Ling felt a headache. After he came to this world, other than knowing the expert Fatty Ding, he only had some customers in the shop. Where could he find someone who knew profound internal cultivation techniques? Even if they knew, they might not be willing to teach him.
Fatty Ding seemed to have seen through Yang Ling's thoughts. He smiled awkwardly and touched the back of his head. He chuckled and said," I know someone who knows profound internal cultivation techniques. If I tell him about you, he will most likely teach you. However, his whereabouts have always been uncertain. Even I don't know where he is now."”
Yang Ling rolled his eyes. He wished he could strangle this damn fatty to death.'You said nothing. You're just trying to make fun of me.'
"Then what should we do? Are there any other top-notch experts who know it? Can we only make do with it like this and talk about it later?”
Fatty Ding looked at the food box on the table and suddenly slapped his forehead. He laughed and said," I have one. Isn't there one in Sanghai City?"”
"Fatty, can you not say half of what you say? Can you still let people play happily like this?”
Fatty Ding laughed foolishly." Speaking of which, it's also your good fortune. A few days ago, the Scholarly Sage Manor let me contract all the food for those people. In the future, you'll be the one to deliver it." As for whether you can see Mister Fu Nian or the library of the Small Sage Manor, that's up to you.”
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