It is naturally impossible for Bian Rui to know that Mo Sheng's mother has fully utilized the wisdom of Mingzhu's woman at this moment, and she saw the scene of her great-grandson making money through her skills from Jing Lu.

Now Bian Rui did not interfere in the work, but looked at Jing Lu as she cut meat, and nodded slightly. After this period of knife skills, Jing Lu's knife skills were already good, and she had almost one or two years of skill. The cut pieces of meat were evenly thick, but the thickness was still a little worse.

In the past, the ancestors' requirement was comparable light transmission, which means that the cut pieces of meat should be thin enough to pass through the light. This requires a very good knife control technique, full coordination of eye and hand strength, and years of practice, to achieve it. Now Yan Lan is still far from this realm, but for a novice, it is very fast to make progress.

Jing Lu is not a very smart child, but she is willing to work hard and is willing to make a desperate effort, so her current level has exceeded Bian Rui's expectations.

Yan Lan looked at Bian Rui and asked, "Why, are you here to be a supervisor? She looked at the leader with her hands behind her back. Why are you so unsightly? Come and help quickly."

After saying that, he followed her husband's gaze and saw the direction of Jing Lu's meat cutting now, and couldn't help but say, "Do you feel very accomplished now? The students you taught are so powerful? Didn't you think Jing Lu's meat is so good now?"

Bian Rui shook his head and said, "It's too far!"

Jing Lu had no expression on her face when she heard this, but continued to cut her flesh. She knew that she was still far from Bian Rui's skills.

But Yan Lan and others thought that Bian Rui had too high requirements for this matter.

Bian Rui saw the expressions of everyone, so he decided to show his hand so that these people who have never seen the world could see how much the real meat should be cut to.

Thinking of this, Rui looked around and found that there was a knife on the knife stand, but this knife was a bone-cutting knife. So he picked up the blade and looked at the blade. He found that the blade was sharpened quite well, and the steel mouth of the knife was also good, so he picked up the sharpener next to it and started sharpening it again.

After grinding for almost two minutes, Bian Rui felt that the knife had reached the sharpness he needed, so he picked up the basket, took out the meat inside, cut out a strip of meat that was wide from it, put it on the water to rinse it, washed off the dust on the meat, and placed it on the chopping board to start cutting the slices of meat.

Silently, as Bian Rui's hands flew back and forth, thin slices of fresh meat were cut off. Every time he cut a piece of fresh meat, Bian Rui's knife would tilt. Wait for a slice of fresh meat to be cut, a 'meat flower' was spread out on the white plate, one piece was stacked and one piece was pressed one piece. The bright red meat was exposed to the white porcelain plate, which looked particularly pleasing to the eye. And all the meat was almost the same size and thickness, and the whole meat flower seemed to be spread on a white porcelain plate.

Not only Bian Rui's mother-in-law was stunned, but even Yan Lan was a little stunned at this moment. She had never seen Bian Rui's way of cutting meat, let alone Mo Sheng's mother and Aunt Wu.

These people have cooked dishes now, such as Bian Rui’s mother-in-law and Aunt Wu. I don’t know how many times I have cooked vegetables and cut meat many times. I have seen anyone who can cut fresh meat slices and unfrozen meat into this shape.

At this moment, a word popped up in both of them: Oil seller.

When Jing Lu saw Bian Rui's sword technique, she didn't know whether to sigh or flatter her. She sighed before opening her mouth: "Oh, I don't know when I will have Master, your skills!"

Bian Rui replied: "I used to be too relaxed with you. After the Chinese New Year, your training volume will increase by 50%. The diced radish cut every day will change from five millimeters to three millimeters... I will practice the work while working, almost five or six years."

Seeing Jing Lu's sword skills, Bian Rui remembered the things that the ancestor abused him in the past. He hated the old man so much, but now when he looked back, he realized that there was no old man who was now.

From the current perspective, you will find that some people are strict with you because they really love you. Are they really doing it for your own good? They have also learned a deeper reason from it.

Think about it, if Bian Rui has no ability and is lazy, he may not have to think about a job that can make money quickly after getting the space. This will not take long to go on the evil path. Once he goes on the evil path, it will be hard to say whether this space can be kept and passed to the next Bian family.

So the ancestor had to mess with Bian Rui. If he was tossed like this, Bian Rui would definitely be very resilient. As long as his thoughts were not going wrong, he might not be able to do anything earth-shaking, but he still had enough to maintain success. For those who had seen this far away, it was the best to be able to maintain success. After all, if you have space, as long as you are not lazy, you will definitely have no worries about food and clothing for your whole life.

"What's crazy about you? Jing Lu's practice is scary now. The professional chef academy does not have such a strong practice." Yan Lan couldn't stand it anymore.

Bian Rui smiled and said, "Oh, Ms. Yan, we, have you even attended chef's school?"

Yan Lan blushed when she heard this: "I haven't been there, but I also know that it is definitely not as high as you have."

"If the requirements are not high, she will let her live a life. The old saying goes. If you want to be noble in front of others, you will definitely suffer later. Then how do you think my sword skills come from? My master used to pull out the bamboo sticks from behind. Let me say that, in the cold winter of nine, whenever I make a mistake, my master will ask me to pull up my calves and twitch them according to my calves. I've been thrusting for seven or eight years, and then I have this skill," Bian Rui sighed.

"You need seven or eight years, and Jinglu can be five or six years. Isn't that Jinglu still has talent than you?" Yan Lan smiled.

Now, except for Yan Lan, it is hard for others to ask this question, including Bian Rui’s mother-in-law.

Bian Rui said: "It's time to be a master in five or six years. It's really my level. It's not good if she can reach it in ten years. There's no other way to achieve it in ten years. There's only way to practice skills, just practice one by one. Everything else is empty talk. No matter how bright the words are, the lotus is a fake word."

Jing Lu was speechless and said with a nod, "Tomorrow I will follow the Master's request!"

Bian Rui seemed a little hesitant when he heard Jing Lu's words, so he opened his mouth and asked, "What's wrong, just say something?"

Jing Lu said: "I'm afraid that the pigs at home may not be able to eat so many things, so why don't you kill a few less this year?"

Bian Rui couldn't help but be happy after hearing this.

"You don't have to worry about this. If you can't eat, feed more. There are still pigs that can't be eaten to death in this world," Bian Rui said with a big smile.

Everyone next to them also became happy.

At this moment, Bian Rui's father-in-law walked in and said, "Oh, I'm so happy. Has the meat been cut? Everyone is waiting for the meal."

Bian Rui's mother-in-law smiled and said, "What's the hurry? It's going to be done soon. The pot is boiling?"

"Not yet!"

"The pot is not open, and you are in a hurry. Besides, if you are hungry, you can choose to eat some potato chips and put them at the bottom," Aunt Wu said with a smile at this time.

"Isn't there meat? No one who eats vegetarian food first when eating hot pot. They always eat meat tightly. When the meat is almost done, use vegetarian food to relieve the oil..."

After staying with Bian Rui for a long time, the father-in-law and son-in-law have achieved great agreement in the direction of eating. In the past, the old man thought that health care was to eat some vegetarian food, but after mixing with Bian Rui, he ate nothing but had no food, but his body showed a better spirit than before, so the old man is now even more fond of meat.

The doctor said it was good several times, and asked in detail what the old man had eaten during this period. Hearing that his wife's body was constantly improving, the old lady allowed the old man to eat meat. Otherwise, a week would be a pitiful half-fist shredded pork, which was as big as a skinny shredded pork, and it would take twenty-one meals in seven days. Do you think that having meat is like not having meat?

There is no such thing as being so happy now, eating meat and drinking in big mouthfuls. Let’s say that after the old man came here, he ate a lot of meat and drank a lot of meat, but this feeling is getting better and better day by day. In the past, the old man thought it would be good to live to eighty, but now the old man dares to say that the 90s are guaranteed.

"Look at what you brought my dad. In the past, I used to be mainly vegetarian, but now vegetarian dishes are almost gone! I said, Dad, you can't be picky about food. Today I will watch you. Eating more vegetarian dishes is good for your health." Yan Lan couldn't stand it anymore.

Seeing that everyone was urging me, Bian Rui calmed down and cut the meat wholeheartedly. Soon, plates of meat were placed on the plate, and the three meats were cut into seven or eight plates. Bian Rui then stopped.

When all the dishes were put on, the big hot pot on the table had already boiled. The hot pot used by Bian Rui's father-in-law did not look like the hot pot of Bian Rui's house, which was made of carbon. He used electric hot pot here, which was very hot, but in Bian Rui's opinion, it was less romantic and not as stylish as the ones from the small carbon stove.

The taste also seems a little worse for Bian Rui.

Bian Rui could eat it, but others couldn't. Soon, less than ten minutes after the meal started, all the plates of meat were swept away, so Bian Rui had to get up and cut a few plates of meat over.

The main players who eat meat were four, Mo Sheng and his family ordered three, and the other was Bian Rui's father-in-law.

"Oh. This meat tastes so great!"

Mo Sheng's father also saw the world and felt that the meat he ate before was not as sweet as he ate today. Even the meat his son brought home was not as fragrant as he was now. Maybe his wife's skills were not good enough.

"If you like it, eat it every day," Bian Rui said with a smile.

Who knew that Mo Sheng’s old man said: “Just eat something and taste it. Once you eat good food every day, you lose your appeal. People still have to control themselves. Besides, my blood lipids and blood pressure are a little high.”

"That's to pay attention," said Bian Rui.
Chapter completed!