Translator: SJade, Editor: Dj22031
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Su Yemu stayed on Saier Star for seven days. During these seven days, he sent lunch boxes to Xiaonan and He Yunting every day, which made the Royal Academy students and other people in the Marshal’s Mansion jealous. Was it true that whoever got Su Yemu would get the world?
The people in the Marshal’s Mansion were sharpening their knives, thinking about how likely it was to succeed in prying Su Yemu away? How likely was it to escape the Marshal’s pursuit, but in the end, they found that it was zero.
On Saier Star, as Su Yemu stayed for seven days, the people in the Imperial Kitchen also fell into dire straits. Su Yemu was in charge of the heat, the flipping of the spoon, and the knife skills. At the end of the day, everyone’s hands were twitching.
There was a saying in the farm kitchen: After being trained by Yemu for seven days, the kitchen knife could be used as a laser cannon.
On the last day on Saier Star, Su Yemu went to the training class, thinking that there would be no one, but he was almost scared by the number of people in front of him.
In the huge square, there were rows and rows of chefs wearing panda aprons standing in the square flipping the sand.
It turned out that Mai Tian and Boss Hei had really created a new East for him!
“Hello, sir!”
Su Yemu was still in a daze, and everyone had already noticed him. They put down the iron pans in their hands and turned to look at Su Yemu, with a faint excitement on their faces; they were all recruited by Boss Hei from the Empire or other poor planets. Before this, many places on their planets had received favours from Boss Hei, and there was also the man in front of them, Su Yemu.
When Boss Hei asked them if they wanted to be chefs, they had the idea of repaying their gratitude, but they didn’t expect that after coming here, they would not only learn cooking skills, but will also be able to get in touch with mecha, mental power and other aspects of training, which was something they didn’t dare to think about before.
But now it had all come true.
“Hello, everyone.”
Su Yemu waved his hand, feeling like a leader inspecting.
As soon as Su Yemu spoke, everyone became more excited, blushing, and seemed to want to do something, but didn’t dare to do it for fear of offending him.
“Relax, relax,” Su Yemu said with a smile, “How is your study going? Are there any difficulties?”
Everyone said in unison, their voices like a loud voice: “Answering you, no, thank you for your concern.”
“Really? Then I’m leaving.” Su Yemu just came to see the situation. He heard Mai Tian say that there were still students here. He thought they were those who came to study before and couldn’t graduate. Unexpectedly, they were all new recruits.
Now everyone was silent.
There was silence for a while, and finally someone spoke up: “We want to see your knife skills with our own eyes. We have seen you make Wensi tofu and squirrel fish in the video before. It’s amazing.”
“Okay,” he was going back to the imperial capital in the afternoon. He didn’t know there were so many students here before, otherwise he would have taken two days to come here: “Who will go to the kitchen to get me the ingredients?”
There was gas and ingredients here, but the beef tripe and magnolia slices he wanted were not available.
“I, I…”
A young man ran out and raised his hand. After Su Yemu’s approval, he ran away excitedly; but after a while, he came back with a lot of things, and there was a group of people behind him, including the farm’s chefs and tourists who came to eat.
Su Yemu called Mai Tian to help. After sorting out the things, Su Yemu put on an apron. When he picked up the knife, the kitchen knife circled around his hand. Everyone present exclaimed in an instant, and some people even started live streaming.
“Knife skills can be divided into fast and slow knife movement. I used slow knife movement to make squirrel fish before, and fast knife movement to make Wensi tofu. Today, let’s do both! Let’s make silver shredded beef tripe[1].”
Su Yemu took out the washed beef tripe and spread it on the chopping board and began to cut it into strips. The beef tripe was long, and the knife fell in one go. The speed was not slow, nor was it fast. It was just that the beef tripe at the back was still being cut, while the front looked like it hadn’t been cut, and it was quietly laid.
Everyone looked at each other, what’s going on?
After a while, Su Yemu had cut the beef tripe, but it still looked like a whole piece, not like it was cut at all.
Su Yemu saw that everyone wanted to come forward but didn’t dare to, so he smiled: “If you can’t see clearly, you can stand closer.”
After speaking, Su Yemu scooped up the beef tripe with his fingers and put it into the clear water.
“Wow!”
Everyone exclaimed. The seemingly uncut beef tripe spread out in the clear water, as thin as a hair.
“This is the slow knife, the next is the fast knife, everyone see clearly.”
Su Yemu took the soaked magnolia slices, and the rhythmic sound of “slap, snap, snap” rang out. The magnolia slices turned into shreds in his hands in just a few seconds. The ginger, green onion, and red pepper were also quickly cut into shreds in front of everyone’s stunned eyes.
When Su Yemu stopped, Mai Tian picked up a piece of ginger, looked at it against the sun, and compared it with the hair of the person next to him. There was not much difference. The master is indeed a master. It seems that he still needs to practice!
“Sir, how do you cut this?”
“The technique of controlling the knife is very important, and it takes a long time to practice,” everyone present looked at him with admiration, which made Su Yemu feel a little embarrassed; in the eyes of his master, he was just qualified: “As a chef, the kitchen knife is the most important tool. If you practice cutting, slicing, and chopping to perfection, you may be able to use it as a weapon when necessary! So everyone should practice hard.”
“Yes,” everyone replied, and then someone below said, “Sir, can a kitchen knife really be used as a weapon?”
“There is a saying that goes, no matter how good your martial arts are, you are afraid of a kitchen knife.”
“I feel like there’s another saying.”
“Hit him with a brick and knock him down.”
“Hahaha!”
Everyone laughed, and they were very happy. No one expected Su Yemu to be so friendly, and they couldn’t help but admire him.
“Then let’s start to stir-fry the beef tripe.”
Su Yemu first thickened the starch with beef broth, added oil to the hot pan, and poured in ginger, onions, red peppers, magnolia slices and other auxiliary ingredients to stir-fry, then added the beef tripe and stir-fried it, and added the starch sauce and turned to high heat. At this time, the pan should be flipped to ensure that the ingredients were exposed to the heat, but not burnt by the high fire.
“Ah!”
The big pot that had just been filled with starch sauce suddenly caught fire, and everyone screamed and stepped back. The flames increased or decreased with the speed of Su Yemu’s flipping the pan. The upper and lower layers of fire were burning, and the ingredients in the middle were still the same as before they were put into the pot, with bright colours.
They were all shreds, so they should not be fried for a long time. After flipping the pan a few times, the dishes were quickly flipped into the spoon and placed on a porcelain white plate. The fluffy, crispy, tender, and fragrant silver shredded beef tripe was done.
Silver shredded beef tripe was white in color, as thin as hair, crispy and tender in taste, and being salty, fresh, spicy, and sour were its characteristics. It was a rare delicacy.
The aroma from the hot pot wafted out, and everyone swallowed their saliva eagerly.
“Try it!”
Su Yemu smiled, looked up, and was surprised. At a glance, how many people were there in this dark crowd? One stick per person, was it enough?
Su Yemu didn’t know if this dish was enough, because Mai Tian asked him to leave first. This dark crowd of people all came to Su Yemu, and the overwhelming shouts were no less than when a superstar opened a concert.
When Su Yemu stepped on the spaceship to go back to the imperial capital, there were reports about Su Yemu everywhere outside. The reports were shocking. He could be a national idol. It was also scary to be a chef to this extent.
After returning to the imperial capital, Su Yemu started another life, reading; the first thing was to confirm the amount of knowledge. When He Yunting tested Su Yemu, he found that he was a little lacking in common sense, especially in the area of mental power and mecha.
He Yunting said: “Mental power is a power derived from consciousness. Haven’t we often met in dreams recently? This is a kind of consciousness.”
Su Yemu’s eyes lit up: “Does that mean I have mental power?”
He Yunting was silent. He had no idea about Su Yemu’s ability. When Su Yemu was dragged into his consciousness, Kong Yi finally captured the seven-dimensional aura, so he guessed that Su Yemu could penetrate the seven-dimensional space, but this had nothing to do with mental power.
He Yunting leaned over and put his forehead against Su Yemu’s. Seeing his dark eyes blinking, he smiled and said, “Do you want to try?”
The hot breath sprayed on his face, Su Yemu blushed slightly, and asked stupidly, “What to try?”
He Yunting said, “Mental power.”
He Yunting closed his eyes, Su Yemu looked at him doubtfully for a while, and closed his eyes too.
The two fell into the world of consciousness, and when they opened their eyes, they saw the sea again.
“Try here?” Su Yemu turned to look at He Yunting in confusion, but saw that he had a complicated expression: “What’s wrong?”
He Yunting’s face was calm, but his heart was in turmoil. Su Yemu seemed to be a form of consciousness; ideological bodies were the characteristics of the first civilization. They had no body, and their consciousness could enter the body of any creature and control it. They had a long life and almost no descendants.
But Su Yemu was slightly different from them, but He Yunting couldn’t tell where the difference was.
The atmosphere froze for a moment. Su Yemu couldn’t understand He Yunting’s expression, but he could feel that he was unhappy.
Su Yemu pursed his lips and turned his head, returning from consciousness to the real world, opened his eyes, and He Yunting also opened his eyes. The two looked at each other; Su Yemu got up and turned back to his room. He felt very depressed, and he didn’t like the way He Yunting looked at him.
Su Yemu’s lonely figure disappeared in front of him; He Yunting clenched his fist and punched the ground: “Kong Yi!”
He Yunting was furious. When he saw Kong Yi appear from the void, he was even more angry: “Tell me, is Su Su connected with the seventh dimension?”
As long as it was proved that Su Su was connected with the seventh dimension, it could be proved that Su Yemu was not an ideological body of the first civilization. The ideological body of the first civilization could not penetrate the seventh dimension and would be crushed into slag.
“I can only tell you that the master can penetrate the seventh dimension, the first civilization, hehe, and I don’t know about the others.”
“Why do you call him master?”
Kong Yi rolled his eyes and said, “The master is unhappy, I’ll go and coax him.”
Kong Yi instantly became smaller and slipped away.
He Yunting gritted his teeth and strode towards the master bedroom; just as Kong Yi entered the door, He Yunting also arrived. Su Yemu was sitting on the bed in a daze. He was sorting out his mood and wanted to ask himself why he was unhappy. Shouldn’t he ask He Yunting directly why he was unhappy?
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