Moreover, with his knife skills, even if he left Yangquan Restaurant, he would not be able to leave.
There would also be other restaurants hiring them with high salaries.
Then why was this guy still refusing to leave?
Or even bet his career as a chef?
There must be some unknown business hidden inside.
However, since this guy wanted to compete, then let's compete!
He would let him know what true despair was.
"Alright, I agree!"
Meng Chuan nodded gently and replied.
The robe behind him fluttered even without wind, looking indescribably elegant.
"Since both of you have agreed to this competition!”
"Then I'll be a judge again!"
Master Shiquan looked at the two of them and sighed in his heart.
"Master Shiquan, can I choose the topic this time?”
The Swift Saber King who was kneeling on one knee just now.
At this moment, he seemed aggressive.
The ferocity in his eyes was not concealed at all.
He had nothing to lose.
Since that was the case, there was no need to have any scruples!
"You…!"
Master Shiquan was obviously taken aback.
He didn't expect the Swift Saber King to be so shameless.
Choose your own topic.
Then what was the point of him being the referee?
This guy was rebelling!
"Alright, you choose the topic!"
Meng Chuan didn't get angry at such a rude request. Instead, he laughed.
He agreed without thinking.
This Swift Saber King wanted to choose his own topic.
He just wanted to defeat him in the field of his strongest knife skills!
Sure!
It was rare for this guy to be so confident.
He couldn't strike a blow at him, could he?
However, no matter what domain he chose, he would not be able to defeat him.
One had to know that these 28 types of saber techniques covered almost all the fields of knife techniques.
The Swift Saber King, Cao Zheng, saw Meng Chuan's straightforward answer.
A dark look flashed across his eyes.
Alright, kid!
Are you crazy?
In a while, you won't even be able to cry.
"Alright, in that case! Then I won't stand on ceremony!"
"In this last knife skill competition, let's compete in slaughtering!”
The Swift Blade King sneered.
"What is it? Slaughter!"
The surrounding employees were instantly unable to remain calm.
This was a f * cking competition of knife skills!
Wasn't slaughtering a butcher's job?
Since when did it become a chef's business?
Master Shiquan also had a troubled expression.
To be honest.
Actually, slaughtering was indeed a job in the field of knife skills.
In ancient times, chefs and butchers were one.
However, the division of labor gradually became clearer.
Only then did the chef and the butcher gradually separate.
However, even so.
Chefs would often slaughter animals for various ingredients.
Therefore, slaughtering could naturally be considered as one of the knife skills.
However, this Swift Saber King was really unscrupulous in order to win!
This was obviously his field of expertise!
When Meng Chuan heard that, a sneer suffused his lips.
If it was an ordinary chef, he might really lose.
However, he would not lose no matter what.
"Alright!"
Meng Chuan replied calmly.
toot, who was at the side, was very anxious.
She didn't understand why Meng Chuan had already won.
Why did he agree to such a rude request?
She would not understand.
When the man faced the challenge, he only had three words.
Don't be afraid, just do it!
Under the Swift Sword King's arrangement, the two of them came to the courtyard outside.
After the battle just now.
Meng Chuan's fame had already spread throughout the entire Yangquan Restaurant's kitchen.
Therefore, more and more people gathered to watch.
It was almost three to four times the size of the kitchen in the chopping block area.
The first-grade chef also walked out from the kitchen.
He never expected Meng Chuan to cause such a ruckus.
He had just arrived at the chopping board area and such a big thing had actually happened.
The surroundings were dark.
Even the customers rushed over after hearing the news.
It was like going to a market.
"Hmph, kid, I want you to lose in front of everyone!”
The Swift Saber King's eyes flashed with ruthlessness.
He clapped his hands.
In the distance, he saw his trusted assistant holding two water buffaloes.
"Moo moo!"
The two buffaloes wagged their tails and slapped their ears.
He looked very listless.
"In this round, we are competing to see who can defeat the enemy in the shortest amount of time!”
"Dismember this whole cow!”
"The person who takes the least time and disposes the most completely will win this knife skill competition!”
The Swift Saber King revealed a crazed expression.
This time.
He had the confidence to win.
No matter what, this little brat in front of him would never be able to defeat him.
The Swift Saber King's eyes were filled with confidence.
"Such a big water buffalo, I'm afraid it will take half a day to slaughter it perfectly!”
"Yeah, as expected of Yangquan Restaurant. It's really rich and imposing!”
"Wait a minute, we're going to have a good meal!"
The surrounding customers discussed animatedly.
toot and Tang Sanjie were full of worry.
The competition just now had already proven that Meng Chuan's cutting techniques were powerful.
However, no matter how powerful his knife skills were, it wouldn't be of much help in slaughtering the buffalo!
To cook this whole cow, it required more than just knife skills.
He also needed strength.
In this aspect, the delicate-looking Meng Chuan was no match for the burly Swift Saber King!
However, Meng Chuan was extremely confident in his defeat.
He crossed his arms in front of him.
His eyes were burning.
Like a lion's eyes, it was filled with confidence!
"Alright, let the competition begin!"
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