Lan Chuhai and Lan Fengxian left, Zhu Qing was nowhere to be seen, and the lively kitchen fell silent.
The old man Xia Qing is probably at the Skywell again, shirt off, taking a cold shower.
Back in the kitchen, the old man was dripping wet from his upper body.
Just at that moment, Xia Yu was coming out of the manic state between clarity and distraction while holding the knife.
"Phew—"
"This culinary skill 'Divine Hand' is no wonder it's named after a deity; it's explosively useful!"
Indeed it is.
On one hand, it greatly enhances bodily control, in other words, it boosts the details of fine manipulation.
Skill strength in knife techniques is self-explanatory in terms of importance.
On the other hand, it has a direct projection effect!
This is even simpler; it's called massaging the ingredients, or more colloquially, giving the ingredients a VIP deluxe care set to make them as happy as possible before cooking.
