1792 F * ck, ruthless!

When master Cheng received the box and heard Yuan Zhou's words, he instantly felt the weight of the wooden box. However, he still felt a little stressed when he held it in his hand. In the circle of chefs, there was a special meaning for a master to give his apprentice the knife he used before.

"Master, don't worry. I won't bring shame to this blade." Master Cheng said firmly.

"Yes." Yuan Zhou nodded his head. After thinking for a while, he decided not to say the name "spirit swimming knife." What if Zhao Mei had also seen "little master of China" before?

Chairman Zhou and Zhang Yan seemed to have something to talk about, so they went their separate ways. Master Cheng drove Yuan Zhou back to Taoxi road first and then returned home.

Thirty minutes later, he opened the door and rushed into the house.

"Dad, why did you come back so early today?" The one who asked was naturally Cheng Cheng.

In fact, according to master Cheng's habit, even if today was the inauguration ceremony, he should still return to the restaurant after the ceremony. This was what master Cheng had learned from Yuan Zhou. No matter what, as long as he had time, he would still spend it on cooking. Then, why did master Cheng run back home now?

"Mind your own business." After saying that, master Cheng went back to his bedroom and closed the door with a "bang." Not only that, but Cheng Han also heard the sound of the door being locked.

“？？？”Cheng Han's mind was filled with question marks. She was the only one at home, so why did she lock the door?

In fact, it was quite understandable for master Cheng to act like this. After all, the wooden box in his arms contained the vegetable knife that his master had used before. What if he accidentally dropped it on the ground and broke it? The reason why they didn't go to the restaurant was similar. There were too many people, and who could afford to pay for it if it was damaged?

He opened the wooden box and saw the spirit swimming knife lying there quietly.

"There's something unusual about the simplicity. Although it looks a little old, I can completely feel the powerful strength contained in the blade."

"The grip marks on the hilt are the combination of skills. A flying dragon and a Phoenix are nothing difficult."

"Although the overall shape of the knife looks no different from a normal vegetable knife at first glance, it's very different if you look closely. This line seems to reveal the simplicity of the great Dao. It's indeed the knife that master used!"

If master Cheng's words were heard by Yuan Zhou, he believed that the latter would definitely be very dumbfounded. According to master Cheng, he felt that it was even more powerful than the miracle kitchen knife given by the system.

"There's a cold air coming from it when it's close. It's definitely the aura of someone who has been absorbing master's aura all year round!" Master Cheng shivered. No, that wasn't right. He felt that the cold wind was coming from behind him. He turned his head around and looked ... Someone had turned on the air-conditioner in the middle of winter. He then walked over and turned it off.

Master Cheng picked up the spirit swimming knife and, when he saw the words "a gift from Yuan Zhou" carved on the handle, he instantly felt that his knife skills had improved. He only had one thought in his heart,"as expected, I'm my master's favorite child. Dashi xiujie, Kosen, and Liu Li are all just floating clouds."

"Oh, right. Dashi xiujie. Hahaha, dashi xiujie." It seemed that master Cheng had suddenly thought of a very important thing. He opened the contact list of his mobile phone and searched for a long time but didn't find dashi xiujie's phone number.

"That's strange. Didn't I save his phone number during the exchange meeting between China and Japan?" Master Cheng frowned. Then, he suddenly recalled that he had indeed saved it. However, he had deleted and blocked it decisively at the International young chefs 'Exchange Conference.

It was a little difficult, but it wasn't a problem for master Cheng. He called tengyuan.

"Hello, Fujiwara Jiayuan. I'm Cheng zhaomei." No matter what, master Cheng was still very polite to Fujiwara.

"Head chef Cheng, why did you call the old man today?" Tengyuan's attitude toward master Cheng was quite good. After all, he was Yuan Zhou's apprentice.

"It's like this: tengyuan Jiayuan lost his mobile phone not long ago, and many of his phone numbers are gone. " "It just so happens that I have a dish that I would like to exchange with head chef dashi," master Cheng said."I'm calling tengyuan Jiayuan. Can I have head chef dashi's phone number?"

"Yes. Both of you are under head chef Yuan's tutelage, so it's good for you to communicate often." Fujiwara Jiayuan said.

They were all disciples of head chef Yuan! These words sounded so awkward, but for the sake of his own purpose and the fact that tengyuan was his elder, master Cheng bore with it and replied,""Yes, I think so too."

"Earlier, big stone told me that you seem to be hostile to him. It seems like big stone is overthinking it. Head chef Cheng, you guys get along well." Fujiwara Jiayuan said.

Hostility? how could master Cheng be hostile to dashi xiujie? he just wanted to break dashi xiujie's legs so that he would never come to China again!

Then, tengyuan gave master Cheng dashi xiujie's phone number. The two of them chatted for a while. Master Cheng, who had thought of a big plan, was very anxious. Tengyuan Jiayuan could also hear the impatience in master Cheng's tone. He thought that master Cheng wanted to talk to dashi xiujie too much, so he hung up the phone on his own initiative.

After hanging up the phone, master Cheng immediately dialed dashi xiujie's phone number.

"Senior brother, is there something that master wants me to do?" This was the first sentence dashi xiujie said after he picked up the phone. Master Cheng had deleted his number, but it was impossible for dashi to delete it. Therefore, the caller ID was still there. Dashi called master Cheng senior brother. After all, he had always considered himself as a disciple taught by Yuan Zhou.

"Recently, master taught me a new cooking skill, so I asked you to come over and Exchange some ideas." Master Cheng said.

Dashi xiujie was silent for a while. One should know that master Cheng didn't even talk much to him before, let alone calling him Junior Brother. This sudden good tone made dashi a little flustered as he felt that there was some conspiracy hidden in it.

However, the new cooking skills taught by the Grandmaster were too attractive to dashi xiujie. He finally asked,""Many thanks, senior brother. Please tell me the time and place."

"The time will be tomorrow afternoon. As for the location, you can come to my restaurant." Master Cheng said.

"Okay, senior brother. I'll be there on time." Dashi xiujie said immediately.

"Okay, it's a deal then. I'll hang up first." Master Cheng hung up the phone and felt refreshed after the plan was completed.

First, he put the spirit swimming knife away in an orderly manner. He planned to use it officially tomorrow. Then, he opened the door. Master Cheng walked into the living room and saw Cheng Han, who was looking at him with a scrutinizing gaze.

"Dad, am I really your biological son?" Cheng Cheng's opening remarks.

Master Cheng looked at Cheng Cheng with a frown. What kind of trouble was he going to cause this time?

"Dad, am I not your favorite child anymore?" Cheng Yu said.

"When did you become my favorite child?" Master Cheng asked.

"Me?" Cheng Cheng looked at master Cheng in disbelief.

"Seriously, your mother was so beautiful back then, but you only inherited two parts of her beauty." While saying that, master Cheng even heaved a sigh and then said,""I'm going to the restaurant. "

Was this even human language?

Looking at master Cheng's back as he left, Cheng Cheng only had one sentence left in his mind. F * ck, ruthless!