Kitchen.
Sanji and Yang Ming are separated by an aisle, and the smell of gunpowder is full.
The rest of the people, including the employees of Yang Ming's shop, stood on one side, watching with curiosity as the two sides exchanged cooking skills.
As soon as he arrived in the kitchen, Sanji was like a devout pilgrim, throwing away even the cigarettes that never left his hands, and carefully scrubbing his hands in the wash basin to remove the residual smell of cigarettes on his hands, so as not to stain the ingredients with peculiar smells.
Sanji washed very carefully, even the dirt left in his nails, which shows how persistent he believes in cooking.
Seeing this, Yang Ming nodded, although he despised the other party's lustful nature and personality, but as a chef, it can be seen from this detail that he is undoubtedly very good.
Sanji looked at Yang Ming's eyes as if a flame was burning, and said secretly in his heart.
"Look, I'm sure I'll make something that makes Miss Natsuki happy."
Thinking so in his heart, Sanji took out a huge sea king.
As a unique creature in the One Piece world, the sea kings are generally very large, many times larger than the largest whale on Earth.
And the sea king that Sanji took out was only a part of the body, with a horse's head, yellow skin all over his body, black spots on it, more than ten meters long, as thick as a wheel, and strong muscles.
What made Sanji strange was that Yang Ming also did the same, taking out a sea king creature like him, but the head was a bear.
He could see that at this time, Yang Ming's original black eyes had changed, revealing scarlet eyes, and the three black hook jade were constantly spinning.
"Cut, want to imitate me" Sanji was disdainful, but he was unhurried.
In his hand, the kitchen knife seemed to be injected with a soul, and it turned around in the palm of his hand with abnormal agility, and then the tip of the knife pointed downward, following the texture on the skin of the sea king, as easy as scissors cutting through the cloth, and easily cutting the skin of the sea king's tough cow leather.
Tear pull With a soft sound, Sanji easily cut off the skin of the sea king, revealing the pink flesh hidden inside.
As the overlord of the ocean, the sea kings have reached a very balanced stage of muscle and fat in their bodies, just like you have me, I have you, which can be seen from the red and white stripes.
Shangji's hand-peeling technique is unique and can be mastered by no ordinary chef.
After Sanji finished cutting the skin, he looked at Yang Ming defiantly to see what he could do.
What made him speechless was that Yang Ming actually made the same action as him In his hand, the kitchen knife seemed to be injected with a soul, and it turned around in the palm of his hand with abnormal agility, and then the tip of the knife pointed downward, following the texture on the skin of the sea king, as easy as scissors cutting through the cloth, and easily cutting the skin of the sea king's tough cow leather.
Your uncle Stealing teachers doesn't have to be so obvious, bastard Sanji was so angry that a curled eyebrow jumped wildly, gritted his teeth for a while, and said secretly in his heart.
"If I let you steal the teacher, I won't believe in this evil" "Brother has never been imitated, never surpassed" With the confidence of fascination, Sanji is like a chicken blood, his eyes seem to be able to breathe flames, and he is full of confidence to devote himself to cooking.
I saw that as soon as he fell, he cut open pieces of sea king-like meat.
The strange thing is that such a small kitchen knife was originally not enough to cut through the sea kings with its sharpness.
As the so-called art industry has a specialty, and meat cutting is also very particular, such as the kitchen knife used at home, it is destined to cut a live cow at any time.
But Sanji did If you look closely, you can see that the muscles of Sanji's arms bulge, often do not fall straight down, but follow the texture on the meat piece, and cut it with an inclined kitchen knife.
Such a miraculous knife work is like holding a kitchen knife to dismember a living cow, which is full of visual shock If peeling is an ingenious technique that can be easily learned by observation, this hand-made knife work is not easy, and it takes at least five years of precipitation and countless practices to be able to be so light.
Under the smooth knife work of Sanji, pieces of fat and thin meat steaks are displayed on the table one by one.
The texture on each cutlet, because the fat is evenly distributed in it, is like a snowflake in winter, and it is beautiful.
What's even more admirable is that each piece of meat chop cut by Shangji weighs the same and has the same size, which looks like a machine-standard product at a glance, which is pleasing to the eye.
When Sanji finished cutting, even he couldn't stand it a little, and his elbow ached, as if he was carrying a lump of lead.
Sanji habitually raised his head and turned his gaze to the opposite side to see how Yang Ming was doing this time.
But after seeing it, Sanji's face suddenly turned ugly, as if he had eaten something.
Without him, what Sanji could do, Yang Ming actually imitated it all Aren't you a smooth knife worker, aren't you lifting heavy weights?
Okay, no problem Yang Ming's posture, that demeanor, was like another Sanji If it weren't for the fact that the two looked very different, I'm afraid that even Luffy and his gang would think of Yang Ming as Sanji "How can this be" For the first time, Shangji faced a competing chef, and he had the feeling of facing a towering mountain, and the pressure on his face made him completely breathless It's like two people playing table tennis, who were originally confident to defeat their opponents, but helplessly found that the other party actually used the same tricks as him.
Isn't that disgusting?
What's more, it's capable of striking the opponent hard psychologically I think that in the original book, if I didn't face Kakashi again, I was almost beaten by the copying ability of the writing wheel, and my self-confidence collapsed When frying the cutlet, due to such a distraction, Sanji actually missed the best golden time and overfried it "Oops" Sanji smelled a strong smell of burning, his face changed suddenly, and he secretly said something was wrong.
When Sanji hurriedly scooped up the steak, he looked at the charred steak and wanted to cry without tears, and his face was pulled down, as if someone else owed him a lot of money.
"Will the other party continue to imitate me?"
With a hint of luck in his heart, Sanji set his eyes on Yang Ming opposite.
But I saw that Yang Ming and Sanji glanced at each other, the corners of their mouths curled, revealing an expression that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.
Yang Ming's fried steak is just right, golden and crispy in appearance, and overflowing with an appetizing aroma. burst Seeing this, Sanji's eyes darkened and he almost vomited blood Your uncle, why don't you continue to imitate this time You're imitating me to burn it, how can you make me embarrassed: