653 A Bowl of Knife-Shaved Noodles (1/2)

Bang! Bang!

Bu Fang's expression was indifferent and his mental energy intertwined with the dough and surged immensely as he sensed the changes in energy within it.

His wrist rotated continuously, and the dough rose with each rotation, emitting a muffled sound, after which he slapped it hard atop the stove, creating sounds of explosions.

Everyone looked at him in amazement as if it were really about to explode.

It was their first time witnessing such a kneading technique, and this violent technique was simply shocking to the eye.

Initially, Ouyang Chenfeng did not pay close attention to the scene before him, but within a short period of time, his eyes opened wide as he felt the strong spiritual energy that was permeating throughout the dough.

This dough had not been soaked with the medicinal fluid of any spirit herb, neither had it been enhanced with any herbs. Then, how did the large fluctuation in the spirit energy come about? Could it be that by smashing the dough down a few times, the spirit energy within it would rise tremendously?

The others' senses were not as acute as Ouyang Chenfeng's so they could not sense the spirit energy within the dough, but they were very much impressed by Bu Fang's method.

”Is this chap really cooking? It simply looks like he is releasing his anger.”

”This is called kneading? Then I know this too!”

”How dare he have the audacity to challenge Master Ouyang when he doesn't possess any kneading technique! This chap is truly arrogant!”

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The chefs outside the kitchen were engaged in a rigorous discussion. As they watched Bu Fang's movements, the looks of disdain on their faces intensified to the highest extent. It was obvious that these chefs completely disregarded Bu Fang's kneading techniques.

However, if there were ignorant people, naturally there would be those who were aware as well.

In addition to a group of third-grade chefs, there was also a second-grade chef who looked at Bu Fang with a dignified expression on his face, seemingly unable to see through Bu Fang's kneading technique.

However, he was able to sense the shock from Master Ouyang's face.

Could it be that this violent kneading technique… was indeed useful?

Bang!

Once again, the dough was slapped against the stove. At this moment, the dough was so abundant with spirit energy it seemed as if it were an enormous piece of jade, exuding brilliance and radiance.

”This… is a fine piece of kneaded dough!”

Master Ouyang's eyes glittered as he looked at the jade-like dough, and he could not help but sincerely praise it from the bottom of his heart. This dough was of the highest quality. It was difficult to imagine that this was achieved by this sort of violent kneading technique.

Bu Fang extended his slender fingers and gently tapped on the dough, leaving a depression which slowly rebounded. He was quite satisfied with the soft and moist texture.

With the use of only high-quality flour and clear water, the noodles made from them would be the best.

Bu Fang turned his head to look at the other people and noticed that they were staring blankly at him, while their eyes were filled with doubt and disbelief.

”He actually managed to knead it?!”

Looking at the warm-jade-like dough, everyone inhaled a breath of cool air and they were all extremely appalled. With that technique, one could knead such high-quality dough?!

Master Ouyang leaned his head onto his hands and watched that moist dough, and a corner of his mouth raised.

His hand gently caressed the front of the dough. That soft touch; that pure, uncontaminated fragrance of the flour...

”This is truly unbelievable.”

After a long while, Master Ouyang sighed and he seemed to age a little.

”Hey... Will you like me to continue making the noodles?” Seeing Master Ouyang caressing the dough and sighing continuously, Bu Fang turned his head, looked at him, and asked.

”The purity and quality of this dough truly makes one not bear to work on it. Today, you've really taught me something,” said Ouyang Chenfeng.

Initially, he thought that Bu Fang was joking about it, but when the latter really performed that violent kneading technique, he was truly amazed. His mocking attitude towards Bu Fang disappeared naturally.

”Sure, you may do it.”

Hearing that Bu Fang wanted to make noodles, Ouyang Chenfeng was taken aback at first, but in the next moment, his eyes sparkled.

Upon getting the approval from Ouyang Chenfeng, Bu Fang suddenly raised his eyebrows.

Even Bu Fang himself was not able to fathom how he was able to knead such high-quality dough this time, because the failure rate to produce such high-quality dough was too high. After actually kneading this kind of dough, Bu Fang wanted to take a shot at cooking it.

With a sway of his hands, the dough swirled, and flour filled the air.

This time, Bu Fang did not summon the Black Turtle Constellation Wok as he discovered that there was another pretty good black wok on the stove.

When he flipped his hand, a flame started burning in his hands. This flame was not very hot since it was not the Heaven and Earth Obsidian Flame.

Flicking his fingers, the flame jumped to the bottom of the wok and burned intensely, heating up the black wok.

With his peripheral vision, Bu Fang spotted the ingredients rack which was cluttered with ingredients far away.

”Can I use the ingredients?” asked Bu Fang.

”Use them as you please.” Ouyang Chenfeng's curiosity was piqued as he wondered what kind of noodle dish Bu Fang would whip up with this dough.

The use of the ingredients did not matter to chef Ouyang at all.

Bu Fang nodded his head and, in the next moment, arrived in front of the ingredients rack and selected various among them.

With a thud, Bu Fang placed the bone of a cow spirit beast on the chopping board and brutally chopped it with a kitchen knife. With little effort, the bone instantly cracked.

Ouyang Chenfeng's expression changed slightly as he looked at the Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife in Bu Fang's hand.

”This kitchen knife... is interesting!”

As a first-grade chef in the Valley of Gluttony, Ouyang Chenfeng's range of experience was extraordinary. That Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife seemed to be of equal standing with the Cicada's Wing Knife he possessed.

Bu Fang's expression was indifferent as he raised his kitchen knife and then struck the bone once again, chopping the beef bone bit by bit.