Reincarnated! My Parents and Brothers Beg for My Forgiveness - Chapter 1136

Chapter 1136: Knife Skills
Editor: Atlas Studios

The host could not help but laugh. “It seems that the audience is very enthusiastic today. Let’s introduce today’s guests…”

The host introduced that there were a total of three judges today. They were all top seniors in the industry.

They were the president of the Culinary Association, Jin Xu, the food critic, Zhou Ling, and the international Cantonese cuisine master, Wang Rong.

The three of them were all famous figures.

There was also a notary standing at the side to show the fairness of the competition.

The first match soon began.

On the stage.

All kinds of supplies were brought on stage. There was a table in front of each chef, as well as some vegetables.

Every chef had to choose a knife technique to perform and be graded by the judges.

The one with the highest score wins.

As the whistle sounded, each contestant performed in turn.

Zhao Man’s number was number five, and Song An’s was number six.

The first four had good knife skills.

Soon, it was Zhao Man’s turn. She secretly made up her mind to work hard.

Under everyone’s surprised gazes, Zhao Man took a piece of cloth and covered her eyes.

Discussions gradually rose around them.

The camera was aimed at her face, making her look even more beautiful and quiet.

“Ah? She actually blindfolded herself!”

“Isn’t she afraid of cutting her hand?”

“Tsk tsk, I’m waiting to see a good show.”

Below the stage, Qin Lang had a look of disdain on his face. He sneered and said, “Hmph, she’s just trying to please the crowd.”

His disciple would definitely win this match.

On the stage, Zhao Man casually picked a potato.

She bent her left hand slightly and held the knife in her right hand. She used the most basic straight cut.

Every potato was as thin as a cicada’s wing and almost the same thickness.

Zhao Man pushed the potato down again. Following the potato’s height difference, she cut the potato into shreds and raised her hand to cut it.

Every action was as if they were filming a movie, there was no difference in the cuts.

A moment later.

She took off her blindfold and showed everyone the shredded potatoes she had cut. Every strand was very thin and even. The thickness was about a millimeter.

Zhao Man took out a needle and casually picked a shredded potato to pierce a needle with it.

The audience watched nervously.

Zhao Man succeeded. She pierced the needle with potato shreds.

Immediately, the audience erupted in applause.

Zhao Man smiled at the camera.

In terms of knife skills, she performed well today.

In the live broadcast of this competition.

“Ahhh! Pretty Sister!”

“I’m going to be smitten.”

“Sister, be a celebrity. I’m willing to spend money on you.”

“That’s amazing. Anyone who’s cut potato shreds knows that it looks simple, but it actually requires a lot of foundation.”

“I’d cast a vote for beauty!”

On the screen, many people praised Zhao Man crazily.

After Zhao Man was done, it was Song An’s turn.

Song An stood there calmly. He took out a balloon from his pocket and blew it bigger and bigger in front of everyone.

After eating, he placed the balloon on the table.

Then, he picked up a piece of beancurd from the table and said to the camera, “My challenge would be cutting beancurd on the balloon.”

As soon as these words were spoken, be it the judges below the stage or the audience, they were all stunned.

Silky beancurd!

Cut silky beancurd on a balloon?

In Chinese cuisine, there were many dishes that reflected knife skills. However, according to the difficulty, the silky beancurd was definitely ranked in the top three.

A chef who made this dish needed real skills.

Ordinary people would not dare to challenge this content.

Moreover, Song An had to cut the beancurd on a soft and curved balloon. If he was not careful, the beancurd might slip and the balloon might explode.

This was simply hellish difficulty.

If he succeeded, no one would be able to defeat him in terms of knife skills.

At the judges’ table.

Jin Xu, the president of the Culinary Association, frowned and confirmed again, “Are you sure you want to challenge this? If you fail, you won’t be able to enter the top three in this competition.”

As Master Qin’s personal disciple, Song An was naturally a popular candidate for the championship.

The judges also had hope for him.

Song An smiled confidently. “Of course. I’m not joking.”

He was definitely going to win the championship.

Song An was full of arrogance.

As Master Qin’s disciple, he had to have this confidence.

“The match continues!”

After the host announced, Song An first glanced coldly at Zhao Man and picked up a piece of beancurd from the table.

The beancurd was gently placed on the balloon.

He focused his gaze and picked up the kitchen knife with his right hand. He gestured a few times on the beancurd.

Then, he raised his hand and slashed down. The knife moved quickly on the beancurd.

His body did not move. Only his arm was exerting strength as he slashed at the beancurd.

All the audience watched without blinking.

A few minutes later, the beancurd was cut vertically.

Song An held the beancurd in his left hand and put down the knife in his right hand. He moved the balloon slightly and continued cutting after adjusting the direction.