Cuiping threw the kitchen knife.
At this moment, she was standing on the corridor beside the stairs, looking at the fallen body, and was stunned.
In the past few months, the young master has developed many new dishes.
Not only the dishes at Duanjia Restaurant or Welcoming Guest Restaurant, but also many other dishes.
The young master said that the dishes should be sold in the restaurant, but there is no need to put them all.
You need to go step by step and serve a few new dishes every once in a while, so that you can whet the appetite of the guests.
Cuiping doesn't understand how to open a restaurant.
But she knew that the dishes in Duan's house, or in other words, the dishes in the small stove they opened in the west courtyard, were much more popular than the new dishes in Duan's restaurant and Yingke.
Cuiping felt that the young master was a heavenly being, and it was a good thing that an old god taught him how to cook in his dream.
However, the young master is someone who wants to do big things after all, so there is something wrong with cooking all the time.
Therefore, she took the initiative to take up the cooking job.
When her mother was still alive, she told her that if you want to lock up a man, you must first take care of his stomach.
Although she knew that she could not lock the young master, nor did she want to lock the young master, she felt that if she could take care of the young master's stomach, she could at least increase her weight in the young master's heart.
Before the young master's accident, he always liked to be rude to himself.
But after waking up this time, he behaved well and was polite to himself.
You don't even have to worry about things like washing and dressing yourself...
Especially in the past few months, the young master has been very busy. He is so busy that except when he comes back at night to rest, it is difficult to see him during the day...
Cuiping felt that her personal maid was of no use anymore.
Fortunately, she has a great talent for cooking.
This is what the young master said.
The young master taught her how to make many new dishes, and she learned them all instantly.
During this period, her cooking skills improved greatly and she was praised by the young master.
It is said that the food he cooks is more delicious than the chef Liu Qiang of the Duan family who welcomes guests to the restaurant, or even the chef of Wangjiang Tower.
As long as she is at home, the young master will definitely let her cook.
If she has time, she will also teach her to cook one or two new dishes.
Cuiping felt that she seemed to have regained the feeling of being a personal maid.
I finally controlled the young master's stomach.
A few days ago, the young master went to the Houshan Mine and brought her back a black kitchen knife.
The young master said that this kitchen knife was forged according to the black iron horizontal knife technique that blacksmith Ma had just developed, using a hundred steel-making methods.
Cuiping didn't understand the method of making steel, but she knew that this black iron horizontal sword was a magical weapon that the young master had just developed.
Even masters like Mo Shoucheng, Mo Daxia and Sister Yunba Tianyun, love this black iron horizontal sword very much.
Cuiping suddenly felt that her black iron kitchen knife could be regarded as a semi-magical weapon.
When cooking on weekdays, she often has to mince minced meat and chop bones.
But she has little strength, so it takes a lot of effort every time, and it also costs a lot of money.
The young master likes to drink dragon bone soup.
In order to cut off the dragon's bones, she didn't know how many kitchen knives she had chopped off.
However, since the young master built this black iron kitchen knife for himself, chopping bones is no different from chopping carrots.
Therefore, Cuiping couldn't let go of this black iron kitchen knife.
Although, she is a little bit heavier...
This time when he went to Beijing, the young master took her with him.
When she first arrived at the inn, she was busy cooking.
Even the second son of Prince Rui, the magistrate and the general named Lou thought the food she cooked was delicious.
The young master was very happy after hearing this and said that he was his direct disciple.
Cuiping's heart was naturally as sweet as eating honey, and she kept tossing and turning for a long time without falling asleep.
But as soon as she fell asleep, she was woken up by bursts of noise.
Then the young master took the people out.
She has always been very worried about the young master's safety, but she did not dare to go out to find the young master for fear of hindering him.
Therefore, she has been waiting anxiously and praying that the young master can come back safely.
With great difficulty, the young master finally came back.
However, there were enemies in the lobby.
Moreover, he also wanted to take action against the young master.
She was standing on the stairs, the light was a bit dark, and she couldn't see the enemy clearly.
Naturally, she could not see the crossbow arrows shot by Duan Wenjun at all.
Cuiping suddenly became anxious when she saw the man walking towards the young master carrying a big stick, but the young master was still standing there motionless.
She was afraid that the man would hurt the young master, so she shouted loudly, "Don't hurt my young master!"
She wanted to find something to stop that person.
In this desperation, her hand randomly touched the kitchen knife that she had always carried with her.
The kitchen knife, carrying strong wind, whizzed towards the man.
She wanted to help the young master.
Even if you can't hit the figure, it's still good to hit him.
Even if you miss, it's okay to scare him.
Let him be distracted and give the young master some time to prepare.
However, Cuiping did not expect that the kitchen knife she threw was so accurate and hit the man's head.
Cuiping didn't expect that the kitchen knife she threw was so sharp that it cut off half of the man's head.
She was a little stunned.
When I make bone soup on weekdays, what I don’t like the most is chopping pig brains.
Because it's too hard.
Even with the black iron kitchen knife specially made for her by the young master, it was very laborious to cut.
However, the young master likes to eat pig brain bones and stewed radish, which makes her hands numb every time.
Cuiping felt that the bones on the head should be the hardest part.
But how could this man's head be cut in half so easily?
Could it be that his head is made of tofu? It's much softer than the pig brain bones used to make soup for the young master.
"Old Duan, are you okay?" Mo Shoucheng's voice sounded from outside the door.
Then, he rushed in, "That bastard is coming towards you."
However, he stopped immediately and froze there.
Because he had already seen the body on the ground missing half of its head.
Naturally, I also saw half of the head scattered on the ground not far away, and a black iron kitchen knife stuck diagonally on a stool next to it.
"Holy shit, what kind of rhythm is this? Who is so fierce?" After following Duan Wenjun for several months, Mo Shoucheng learned a lot of his catchphrases.
Everyone looked towards Cuiping.
She had already rushed to Duan Wenjun's side, only thinking about protecting him, and had never thought about the fact that she didn't know any martial arts at all.
It wasn't until this moment that Cuiping truly reacted.
Seeing Mo Shoucheng come in, she really looked at the corpse on the ground carefully.
However, when she looked at it, she suddenly said "Wow" and started crying.
The little boy on the ground was really miserable.
Blood splattered everywhere, and white brains flowed all over the floor.
Cuiping felt her stomach churn and felt uncomfortable, "Master, I, I killed someone! I actually killed a child..."
"Cuiping, thank you!" Duan Wenjun hugged her, "He wanted to kill me, and you killed him to protect me."
"But he is only a few years old!" Cuiping cried even harder.
"What a kid. The combined age of the rest of us is probably not as big as this old bastard." Mo Shoucheng snorted coldly and took Cuiping's words...
