"What happened? What happened?" Looking at Fatty Zhang, who was obviously overly excited in the video, Gu Yi asked in surprise, not hearing the words just now.

"No, nothing happened to me. What I said was that I was a master and I was a master of cooking!" Zhang Junbao explained with an excited look on his face.

"Oh, then." Gu Yi asked lightly.

"Uh, aren't you surprised? My grandfather said that I'm a genius. He has integrated the cooking skills of the Zhang family at the age of fourteen. My grandfather said that I am now qualified to take charge of the Dashilin stove."

"At fourteen years old, don't you think I'm very genius?" Zhang Junbao asked in surprise.

"Didn't you always have a delicious meal? Shouldn't you be a teacher long ago?" Gu Yi asked back. Gu Yi and his group really don't understand the cooking skills. Of course, they won't understand where Zhang Junbao's current arrogance and excitement originated.

"Okay, I'll tell you, you don't understand either." Zhang Junbao said helplessly.

"Haha, to be honest, we really don't understand the cooking skills. However, Fatty, you don't need any grades to prove anything. We have always known this!" Gu Yi joked without any pain, and said with a smile.

"Haha, it's not that great!" Zhang Junbao scratched his head with some embarrassment and said.

"By the way, you just said, Jianghu is urgent, what's going on?" Gu Yi asked instead of continuing the topic.

"Oh, by the way, help!"

"Boss, you must help me this time!" Fatty Zhang was stunned when he heard Gu Yi's inquiry, and then said in an exaggerated manner.

"stop!"

"Let me tell me what happened first." Gu Yi interrupted Fatty Zhang's performance and said coldly.

"Oh, my grandfather said that since you have already started your master, you can take charge of the job in the future. And since you have started your master, you naturally have to have a set of kitchen knives that deserve your identity!"

"Boss, your forging level is not very good, please help!" Fatty Zhang said, looking at Gu Yi with Qi Yi on his face.

"Wait, who told you that I can build a kitchen knife?"

"Forging weapons and making kitchen utensils are not the same thing, okay? They are all two systems. Even if I help you, you will not be able to use them easily." Gu Yi looked at Fatty Zhang and said with a faint smile.

"What should I do? I don't help at home, and I don't know anyone! My grandfather said that the chef's kitchen knife is my best partner. I have to find it myself. The family will never help." Zhang Junbao looked at Gu Yi with a bitter look on his face.

"I can't hurry this matter. I'll ask, don't worry!" Gu Yi comforted.

The older generation, who are just as old as Gu Yunsong, are mostly craftsmen who hide and crouch. Perhaps the middle-aged and young generations now know very little about this kind of craftsmanship, and like young people like Gu Yi and others, they may have never seen them.

In the first decade of the new century, with the integration of the world economic system, the new China is moving forward rapidly. The collision of technology, home appliances going to the countryside, and technology changes life. It is an era where the people of the whole country have rapidly improved their quality of life.

Machinery replaces handicrafts, technology enters life, the impact of mechanical productivity and low-cost industrial products hit the traditional market, putting some craftsmen in an embarrassing situation.

This situation will continue until the second decade of the new century, and will gradually improve.

As people's living standards rise again, handmade things have been once again sought after by people for their uniqueness and controllability of quality. However, the inheritance of many crafts has been lost in the long river of history.

Zhang Junbao's kitchen knife is obviously not a simple supermarket. It is worthy of the machine-stamped knives that cost more than 100 yuan per set and several handfuls.

Asking Gu Yunsong is obviously a good choice.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, not many people went out to pay New Year's greetings. There was a big event in the heart of Jiyang City, full of leisurely people taking advantage of the New Year's rest.

"Boss Gu, didn't you say, take me to find someone who can help me build a kitchen knife? Why did you come here to the market?" In the leisurely crowd, several young figures were mixed with them, wandering leisurely.

"Can anyone here help me make a kitchen knife?" Zhang Junbao asked curiously, his bean-sized eyes sweeping around, looking for suspicious targets.

The first day of the Chinese New Year, the market is a tradition preserved by Jiyang City. It seems to be a custom left since the Song Dynasty moved the capital. In order to allow the emperor at that time to see the prosperity and beauty of Jiangnan and set the capital with confidence, officials from all over the country organized small vendors and vendors to set up stalls to create a lively and prosperous atmosphere.

Years have passed, dynasties have been constantly changing, rising and falling, and success or failure, but this market has never been late.

During the Chinese New Year, those small vendors who specialize in going out for the Chinese New Year also have to go home for the Chinese New Year, so it is very special. The first big show on the first day of the Chinese New Year, all the shop owners are locals in Jiyang City.

The market is very big and messy, with everything, including industrial products and small commodities, and many of them are brought from wholesale markets in other places.

There are also people who buy furniture, sell seedlings, and sell domestic ironware.

Yesterday, Gu Yi went downstairs to ask his grandfather Gu Yunsong this question. Gu Yunsong just said yes and asked them to come to the market to try their luck.

As we walked along the way, many people bought clothes, snacks, medicinal materials, health products, folk remedies, and diseases, which made people not interested.

In a corner of the square, the crowds began to become scarce. It was not like in front of it, where there were mostly clothing, food, drink and entertainment shops. In this corner, there were bonsai, seedlings, furniture, handicrafts, and the knives and iron tools that Gu Yi and others care about the most now.

Most of the elderly who visited here are older people, including flowers, birds, fish and insects, bonsai plants, or utensils and utensils for homes. They are used to furniture and tools that have not been broken for more than ten years, and the quality of today's products is worrying.

"Is there anyone we are looking for here?" Fatty Zhang was still muttering, his eyes searching everywhere.

"" Gu Yi walked silently, and also paid attention to the stalls on both sides.

"Wait! Boss Gu, look over there." Chen Mo suddenly spoke and pointed at the rear where the few people had already walked.

Everyone looked in the direction of Chen Mo's fingers. There was a space of more than one meter wide between the two simple tents, that is, in that small space.

A young man was squatting there, with a small stool under his butt, in front of him was a piece of white cloth, with a few things on the white cloth wrapped in newspapers, and the polished smooth hardwood handle was exposed.

"Let's go! Come and take a look, go and take a look!" With just one glance, Zhang Junbao recognized that it was the kitchen knife, turned his head and pulled everyone and walked over there.

Five newspaper-wrapped knives were quietly placed on the cloth and lined up in a row. In front of each knife hilt, there was a sign marked with the prices of these knives, all of which were priced at hundreds of dollars.

The young man sat calmly on the bench, leaning on the pole of a tent, holding a novel book in his hand and looking obsessed with ignoring and not negotiating the price.

When I saw Gu Yi and his party of No. 8 or 9 coming to the stall, I didn’t look like I was about to get up to entertain and introduce him.

"Can you see?" Gu Yi asked softly, but he didn't care about the young man's attitude at all.

"Please!" It was not until he heard Gu Yi's inquiry that the young man glanced at Gu Yi and others, and then hummed lightly and responded without caring.

Gu Yi didn't say much, and grabbed the knife in the middle, weighed it, and it was a bit heavy and used a lot of materials.

The newspaper that was torn open, a silver cold light burst out instantly, with cloud-patterned forged steel, beautiful! Sharp! Superb skills and outstanding quality.

It’s a pity to use such a knife to cook. Kill people and kill them without any effort. Even if they offer a price of more than a thousand, it is worth the money. At the stall, the highest price is 800 or 900 yuan.
Chapter completed!