Practicing the Big Dipper Carving Technique required the use of true energy. This was even more difficult for the trainer because true energy was very unstable. Once it adhered to the ingredients, the ingredients would be destroyed if there was even the slightest bit of carelessness. Therefore, the chef's ability to control true energy was extremely strict.
Just like the knife training, the system prepared a special kitchen knife for Bu Fang. However, the kitchen knife used for knife training was extremely heavy. It was made from a special metal and was extremely strenuous just to pick it up. This time, the kitchen knife used for carving was also specially made.
Bu Fang looked at the thick kitchen knife and felt a little uncomfortable. Shouldn't the carving training be done with a very small and exquisite knife? "Why did you give me a kitchen knife used to chop a pig's leg?"
The kitchen knife was not very heavy, but the visual shock it gave people made Bu Fang want to die.
Pulling the corners of his mouth, Bu Fang walked to the cupboard and took out a piece of tofu prepared by the system. This was the ingredient for knife training. Of course, the tofu this time was not for Bu Fang to test his knife skills, but for carving.
The tofu was incomparably white and was still emitting steam. A faint fragrance wafted out from the tofu. Without a doubt, the quality of this tofu was definitely very high. At the very least, it was much better than the tofu prepared by the Immortal Phoenix Restaurant.
Picking up the thick kitchen knife, Bu Fang faced the palm-sized piece of tender tofu. For a moment, he was in a dilemma and did not know how to start.
With the first cut, true energy surged and directly shattered the tender tofu, causing the tofu to scatter in all directions.
It was obvious that his first attempt had failed.
However, Bu Fang was not discouraged. Holding onto the kitchen knife that was like a pig's cleaver, Bu Fang did not expect to succeed on his first try. Therefore, his expression did not change as he continued to take out a piece of tofu from the cupboard and continued his carving training.
When it was time to open for business, the table was already piled with a thick layer of tofu fragments. Bu Fang did not know how many times he had failed.
However, the most important thing was to grow through failure, reflect on failure, and find the knack for it.
True energy flowed into the specially made kitchen knife like a clear stream. Bu Fang wielded the kitchen knife as if it was nothing, delicately cutting and drawing something on the soft tofu...
His movements weren't very smooth, but at least it was a lot better than before when he was like tofu that would shatter with a single touch.
Gently pulling the kitchen knife, Bu Fang exhaled a long breath. He spun the kitchen knife in his hand and put it down after twirling it. He had finally completed his first work.
In front of Bu Fang's eyes, some parts of the palm-sized tofu began to fall off, like clothes being taken off, revealing the world inside.
It was a lotus, a lotus carved from tofu. The white and delicate petals were as thin as paper and almost transparent. It seemed as if they would shatter with a gust of wind. These petals were stacked on top of each other and were extremely beautiful. Moreover, it seemed like there was a stream of light flickering on the surface of the lotus flower made of tofu due to the influx of true energy. It was exceptionally eye-catching.
"I still need to practice hard. However, after a morning of training, I can finally carve out my first work." Bu Fang muttered to himself. Then, he cleaned up the kitchen and started cooking Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs as Blacky's breakfast.
A busy day once again began.
For three consecutive days, the imperial city was in a turbulent state and the situation in the imperial court was constantly changing.
The news of Emperor Changfeng's death had already spread and the time of the funeral had already been confirmed. It was set to be three days before the Spring Festival. The funeral of an emperor would definitely be a grand and sensational event.
Even though the crown prince and King Yu were still fighting for the throne, they did not dare to neglect Emperor Changfeng's funeral. In an empire, when it came to etiquette, they had to treat it seriously. This was not only a sign of respect for Emperor Changfeng but also a test of filial piety as a son.
Ji Chengxue, who had gone on a campaign against the sects outside the city, had already started to return to the imperial city. The news of the emperor's death had finally reached his ears. Therefore, Ji Chengxue chose to return to the imperial city. Even though he knew that the imperial city was already in a mess, he still wanted to return. It was not only because of the funeral.
On the rugged mountain road, a crowd of soldiers was slowly advancing. Ji Chengxue was dressed in military attire and exuded a heroic spirit as he slowly walked in the middle of the procession. His handsome face had an extremely solemn expression.
Beside Ji Chengxue, a figure wearing a conical bamboo hat was riding on a horse and was also slowly advancing.
Both of them were silent and the atmosphere was extremely awkward and stiff.
When the majestic silhouette of the imperial city came into view, Ji Chengxue took a deep breath and his eyes flickered with a profound light.
"Are you really planning to return to the imperial city?" A hoarse voice came from the mouth of the man wearing the conical bamboo hat and traveled into Ji Chengxue's ears.
"There are only ten days left until the Spring Festival. Father's funeral is three days before the Spring Festival. If I don't return now, I won't even be able to make it in time for father's funeral," Ji Chengxue gently said.
"However, you have to think this through. Once you step into the imperial city, the crown prince and King Yu might target you … At that time, you will be in danger."
"I've never been safe. Even though they don't seem to care about me on the surface … I'm still a prince after all." Ji Chengxue chuckled. He turned his head to look at the man hidden under the conical bamboo hat and said, "It's not safe for me to enter the imperial city. You won't be any better off if you enter the imperial city, right … Xiao Yue?"
The figure under the conical bamboo hat chuckled. His voice was hoarse and helpless. However, after a long while, the two of them started laughing at each other.
"Speaking of which, I really miss Owner Bu's Ice Heart Jade Urn Wine. I haven't smelled that wine in a long time and I'm really craving it. I really want to drink a dozen jars to my heart's content," Xiao Yue said in a hoarse voice.
The corners of Ji Chengxue's mouth curled up as well. He glanced at Xiao Yue and said, "A dozen jars? In your dreams. Owner Bu only sells three jars a day. It's already good enough for you to drink one jar. "
Xiao Yue was startled for a moment and then let out a sigh of relief.
...
Before Ji Chengxue's army entered the imperial city, three figures were standing at the majestic and tall city gate.
The one in the lead was a woman wearing a veil. This woman was dressed very casually. Her long black hair was tied up with a thin string and she did not have many accessories. She was also wearing a loose robe that completely concealed her figure.
Behind the woman stood two figures respectfully. If Bu Fang was here, he would definitely recognize these two people. This was because they were Tang Yin and Lu Xiaoxiao, whom Bu Fang encountered in the Wildlands.
At this moment, Tang Yin, who was wearing a green robe, was looking at the long-robed woman with respect and fear. There was a conflicted expression on his face.
"Master … Are we really going to look for Senior? Senior is really scary and unfathomable! "Tang Yin helplessly said.
The eyes of the veiled woman turned and landed on Tang Yin. Suddenly, a huge pressure caused Tang Yin to break out in a cold sweat.
This woman's eyes were extremely beautiful. Her eyelashes were long and curved, the corners of her eyes were slightly curled up, and her skin was fair and tender. Just by looking at her eyes, it was as if she could cause the downfall of a country.
"Little Yinyin, I don't know how powerful the senior you're talking about is, but … If you continue to nag in front of me, I'll make you drink an entire jar of my specially made spicy sauce!" the woman said. Her voice was rather moving, but the words she said made Tang Yin want to cry.
This woman was Tang Yin's master, the third elder of the Celestial Arcanum Sect, Ni Yan, a temperamental woman!
After glaring at Tang Yin, Ni Yan turned her gaze toward Lu Xiaoxiao and said, "Girl, the Phoenix Blood Herb was taken by that guy, right? You're not lying to me, right?"
Lu Xiaoxiao hurriedly nodded.
Ni Yan's beautiful eyes narrowed. With a snort, she walked toward the imperial city.
"You dared to snatch my Phoenix Blood Herb, and I heard that you're also a chef … I love to use my cooking skills to talk! Uh-huh! "
Tang Yin and Lu Xiaoxiao looked at each other in dismay, then hurriedly followed after him.
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