"Ah, the time is up, no, I have to start work." Peng Bai looked up at the wall of the kitchen, and the hour hand was already pointing at three in the morning.

Peng Bai's daily tasks are difficult, but they are not simple. They are just dealing with aluminum basins the size of children's bathtubs. One aluminum basin contains washed vegetables, one aluminum basin contains washed cucumbers, and one aluminum basin contains washed carrots, and three essential ingredients for Peng's fried rice. Peng Bai's task is to cut all these ingredients into diced.

"Hey, starving ghost, can you help?" Peng Bai looked at the three pots of raw materials every day and looked at the starving ghost, thinking that if you have a helper, you can always be faster.

"No! Boss, the ghost can't do physical work." The starving ghost replied immediately after his eyes turned. At the same time, he stretched out his chicken claws and touched the kitchen knife. There was no barrier, indicating that he could not grab the kitchen knife.

Peng Bai thought that the starving ghost had his head cut off by an iron tool, so he was naturally afraid of the iron tool and could not touch it. The kitchen knife clearly had a wooden handle, so it would be better if it was held there! A little clever man from the starving ghost deceived the poor Peng Bai like this.

"Oh, then forget it. You can watch it next to you. By the way, don't eat it secretly." Peng Bai nodded, sighed, and poured a basin of vegetables onto the chopping board temporarily pieced together by two long tables.

After all, Peng Bai was young and his thoughts were bound by ghost novels I had read before. In the novel, ghosts were all illusory. How could the soul in the underworld encounter things in the world?

Of course, if Peng Bai had definitely turned around before, after all, didn’t the starving ghost grab the egg cake and bounce back against the wall? Could it be that he couldn’t touch anything at once? Naturally, he knew that he was deceived.

However, Peng Bai was now stunned by the starving ghost's flattery, and his thinking ability was short-circuited. So he left the starving ghost there and laughed secretly.

Peng Bai thought about this, and grabbed two cold half-meter-long watermelon knives from his big hand like a meat bun.

"Ah hey..." Peng Bai waved two watermelon knives with both hands and slashed on the piles of vegetables. The light of the knife gradually became stronger, and the vegetables were clams and the leaves of vegetables immediately flew all over the sky. Some vegetable foam and dice splashed on the head held by the starving ghost, and the cat was soon after.

"Old...Boss...What are you doing?" The starving ghost is a high-ranking official. I have never seen such scenes of chopping vegetables with my neck. At the moment, the fat man Peng Bai swung his arm and regarded the green vegetables as an enemy on the battlefield. The move was raised and fell down, and the starving ghost was very timid and asked in confusion.

"Cut vegetables! Can't you see?" Peng Baitou replied angrily without raising his head.

Peng Bai didn't know, he was right. The starving ghost really couldn't see it now, because if anyone's head was flooded by the green vegetable leaves, the Caimo Dingzi couldn't see it even if it was overwhelmed. The starving ghost had just wiped two vegetable leaves with his hand, but four of them immediately stuck to his head.

"Boss, is this used to feed pigs?" The starving ghost finally saw it clearly for a long time, and thought for a long time and asked. That's right, just the fat man Peng Bai's method of cutting it out is really against preparing pig food.

"Pig food? God, is this for people to eat?" The fat man Peng Bai curled his lips and corrected the wrong thinking of the starving ghost, but he still didn't even beat the starving ghost at all.

"Ah? Is there anyone who cut vegetables like this? People... they use kitchen knives to cut vegetables. Why do you use the guillotine to cut pig grass?" The starving ghost said depressedly in a daze.

The starving ghost official has a lot of knowledge. He has seen many cooks and many tricks. But the first time he saw this watermelon machete cut vegetables. He was originally full of expectations for the fat man Peng Bai, thinking that even if he was not a good cooking skill, he was still a chef. But now he has confirmed his idea of ​​the fat man's unique skill in cutting vegetables. This fat man is not a chef, but a vegetable cutter, and even the dishes are not good, and he is definitely unqualified.

"Cookie Knife?" Peng Bai finally stopped waving his chubby hands when he heard this word, and immediately pulled out a sharp Zhang Xiaoquan kitchen knife from under the table. His eyes widened and wide, looking at the starving ghost who seemed to come out of the pile of vegetables.

Peng Bai's expression scared the starving ghost, for fear that the shiny Zhang Xiaoquan would wave to him, and his whole body trembled and floated back half a meter, holding his head and jumping up and down with both hands, which was really interesting. Logically, this fat man Peng Bai is not a villain, why is this starving ghost so timid?

"Forget it, it's too tiring to use it." Peng Bai threw "Zhang Xiaoquan" aside, then picked up the watermelon knife, and continued to fight Qingcai for a long time.

Peng Bai's scare, the starving ghost immediately choked and did not dare to talk nonsense for a long time. This starving ghost is not a dead ghost who has nothing to do when he is full. He has a proper mind. Naturally, he understands that he talks too much. If he angers this fat man who is comparable to Maitreya Buddha, the two watermelon knives that cut pig grass will definitely be penetrated.

The starving ghost thought about this and floated quietly two meters away from the fat man Peng Bai, watching the fat man Peng Bai honestly lifting his hands and falling on a pile of vegetables, with a clear rhythm.

Soon, under the neat watermelon knife technique of fat man Peng Bai, this whole bunch of vegetables also turned into a pile of modern three-dimensional and Picasso-like impression artworks, but I don’t know what they are.

Calmly picked up the big broom, and put the kitchen floor, stove, and of course the broken green vegetables leaves on the head of the starving ghost. The green vegetables banged into a large iron plate, put it into the sink and rushed back and forth two or three times. With a clang, the iron plate was directly pressed on the table. Then, the big broom just now gathered the washed vegetables together. The whole action was done in one go, without dragging it on. Just a basin of "pig food" was easy, no, it should be a pot of green vegetables, which was completed in the stunned slightest moment of the starving ghost.

Next, we will naturally have to carry out a carrot encirclement and fight. Among these three side dishes, it is the hardest to cut carrots because they are the hardest, but they are famous for being shameless. It is still a cone. If Peng Bai's perfect watermelon knife cuts vegetables, it will be a carrot joke of different lengths.

However, Peng Bai has become used to cutting too much and seems to have used his unique method. In an hour, the large pot of hundreds of carrots became radish segments. No matter how they were cut, they became radish segments. No matter whether they were neat or not, they were still carrot segments.
Chapter completed!