No one can explain the future!

For Jiang He, life will continue whether it is bloody vertical eyes or unparalleled sword skills!

Those who need to kill chickens must also kill chickens!

In Jiang He’s restaurant, the breakfast sold knife-cut noodles. My father didn’t go home, so Jiang He had to do it himself and kill the chicken to make soup.

However, after having the unparalleled sword skills, Jiang He killed the chicken with ease and was easy to do.

I killed a chicken again, washed it and peeled it, put it in a soup pot, set it on the stove, and started to make noodle soup.

This time, the killing of the chicken did not activate the blood-colored vertical eyes again, there were no more hallucinations, nor did they produce any skill runes.

After this time, Jiang He discovered that the appearance of bloody vertical eyes was probably related to his "thoughts" at that time.

It will only appear when he has a strong idea and wants the blood-colored vertical eyes to appear.

It seems...is this thing under control?

This made Jiang He feel relieved.

Chicken soup was boiled on the stove, Jiang He walked into the kitchen, took out a ball of old noodles, mixed with fresh flour and started to make noodles.

After working hard for more than an hour, all the preparations were done, and it was almost seven in the morning.

My father hasn't come back yet, but... the restaurant is about to open!

"What the hell is the old man doing? It's time, why haven't he come back yet?"

Murgingly, Jiang He opened the restaurant's rolling gate and was about to open the door to do business.

The restaurant at Jiang He’s home is at the junction of Wenxing Street and Xinjiang Road. Wenxing Street is an old street, and behind it is a city village.

The business today is pretty good, and someone comes to have breakfast early in the morning.

"Boss, come and have a bowl of noodles. Two taels of beef noodles."

A middle-aged man walked into the restaurant, found a table to sit down, and shouted at Jiang He.

"Okay!"

Jiang He agreed, picked up a ball of kneaded dough from the chopping board, picked up a kitchen knife, and walked to the stove.

As the name suggests, cutting noodles with a knife means cutting out strips of noodles. Jiang He, who has "unparalleled skills in knife skills", is naturally no problem to cut noodles.

On the stove, boiling water in the pot rolls and steam steam.

Jiang He stood by the stove, holding the dough in one hand and the knife in the other. The knife light was full of light, "swish swish swish swish", and the dough pieces that were two inches long and two-part wide were sprinkled like snowflakes, falling into the rolling water pot.

The dough sheet is as thin as paper and as soft as cotton. Each dough sheet is even in size and has a similar thickness, almost exactly the same.

Boil the boiling water three times, put the noodles into a pot. Pour it into a bowl, add the boiled chicken soup, then pour it with beef sauce, and make a bowl of beef noodles.

“Use it slowly!”

Jiang He brought the beef noodles to the middle-aged man, nodded with a smile, and then turned around and walked back to the stove.

"Today is the little boss who is the chef? Is Lao Jiang not here?"

The middle-aged man seemed to be an old customer. When he saw that it was Jiang He who came over, he asked casually, but without saying anything, he picked up the chopsticks and started eating noodles.

“Huh?”

As soon as I stretched out my chopsticks, the middle-aged man discovered the difference. The noodles in the bowl floated one by one in the noodle soup, as thin as paper and as soft as cotton, and had a translucent feeling.

"Boss, this knife is amazing! It's amazing to cut the noodles with a knife and cut them into pieces! It's amazing! This skill... is amazing!"

The middle-aged man was full of praise and picked up his chopsticks to start eating noodles.

Jiang He’s skill in cooking noodles is only average, but the knife skills are excellent. The noodles are cut very thinly and soft in the mouth, which is simply smooth... like silk.

The taste of middle-aged men is very different from the past cut noodles, so they are full of praise.

"This 'unparalleled sword technique' is indeed amazing. No matter what kind of knife it is, as long as it is a knife, you can use it very skillfully. With this knife skills, I can make a living by using this skill!"

Hearing the middle-aged man's praise, Jiang He was also secretly happy.

Chefs are also highly paid professions! The legendary Newest is also a legendary school!

Just as Jiang He was thinking about everything, three more people came in at the door.

"Three, what to eat...Huh? Dad? Are you back?"

Jiang He was about to say hello when he suddenly saw the thin man with a beard in front of the three people entering the door, his father Jiang Zhengqiang.

At this moment, Jiang Zhengqiang was drooping his head, looking dejected. He was still staggering when walking, and it seemed very unnatural.

Two young men followed Jiang Zhengqiang.

One is a bald man with a bearded face, and the other is tall and thin, but with long ponytail hair that is very artistic.

Jiang He glanced at the two of them, not knowing each other at all, not knowing where his father brought it back, but he didn't care too much about it.

"Son, I...well, I'm back!"

Jiang Zhengqiang looked up at Jiang He who was busy by the stove, opened his mouth, wanted to speak but stopped, and felt ashamed on his face.

"Dad, why did you come back until this time? Come on! Come on! I can't cook noodles yet, so I still have to come!"

Jiang He did not pay attention to Jiang Zhengqiang's expression and quickly called his father to come to the chef.

"Cook noodles? Or cook noodles?"

At this time, the bald strong man following Jiang Zhengqiang suddenly roared and kicked over the table in front of the middle-aged customer with a "bang".

With a "slam", the noodle bowl was smashed and the soup was flowing all over the floor.

"Ah...you..."

The middle-aged man who was eating noodles was so scared that he screamed, and he was completely confused!

"Get out! Get out!"

At the same time, the tall and thin ponytail next to him, holding a bench and slammed heavily on the ground, pointing at the middle-aged man and shouting, "Get out! No business here!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, the middle-aged man didn't answer, so he quickly turned around and ran away!

"Hey! Big brother! Two big brothers! You have something to say! You have something to say! Don't smash things!"

Jiang Zhengqiang was panicked and anxious, and quickly stopped the bald strong man and tried to stop him, "Brother, brother, you have something to say. My son has a bad temper, don't do this..."

"Your son has a bad temper?"

The bald strong man snorted coldly with disdain, raised his foot, kicked Jiang Zhengqiang with a kick, and burst out with a blunt laugh, "Haha! I have a bad temper!"

"Ouch!"

Jiang Zhengqiang was kicked to the ground, and his face wrinkled in pain.

"Damn!"

Seeing his father being beaten, Jiang He suddenly burst out with anger, he picked up the kitchen knife and rushed out from behind the stove!

"Male Gobi! Dare to hit my dad? I'll kill you!"

The square-head kitchen knife was raised high, and a cold light flashed under the light!

The sharp sword light curled like a training game, and slashed it hard at the bald strong man!

With a "hissy" sound, the silver-black blade slashed the leather jacket worn by the bald strong man, the sweater inside the leather jacket, and the autumn clothes close to the sweater...

The cold and sharp blade passed through the skin of the strong bald man's chest. The cold and cold touch made people feel cold to the bone!

At this moment, the bald strong man was completely scared!

Damn! Damn! Damn! Damn!

Is this...been chopped?

Damn! Where did this come from? If you don’t agree, you can cut off your sword? Who is the one who is in the society?

What's so bad? This is obviously too cruel!

The bald strong man was still stunned, but Jiang He was not stunned!

"How dare you smash my stall? Go to death!"

When his arm shook, another sharp sword light broke through the air!

"Ah... Help! Help! Kill people! Kill people!"

The sword light flashed again finally woke up the scared bald strong man.

With a shrill scream, the bald strong man was filled with souls, and his body was covered in cold sweat. He quickly turned around and ran away, only to regret that his parents had fewer legs.

The tall and thin ponytail next to him fell to the ground with a "clang" sound, his face turned pale, and he also fled in a panic!

"I want to run away? I'll kill you!"

With a roar, Jiang He rushed out of the shop with his knife and chased the two gangsters all the way!

Then, two gangsters screamed louder than the other, like howling from ghosts!

In the shop, only Jiang Zhengqiang was still standing there in a daze, muttering to himself.
Chapter completed!