dkrc Chapter 229 The Kitchen Knife Flashes! Silly Pillar Awakens, Tearing Qin Huairu Apart!
Chapter 229 The Kitchen Knife Flashes! Silly Pillar Awakens, Tearing Qin Huairu Apart!
He Yuzhu returned to his small room, his chest feeling like it was stuffed with cotton, restless and uneasy. Fang Qingxue's words were like a needle, piercing the most hidden place in his heart.
"Energy that can transform a person... Where did I learn this cooking method?"
He sat down on the stool, trying to clear his mind. He only remembered that his cooking skills had improved by leaps and bounds recently, thanks to Mr. Lin's occasional pointers and his own diligent study. But he felt that there was something crucial that he had forgotten.
He picked up the kitchen knife, ready to chop the vegetables.
However, the moment his palm touched the cold hilt of the knife.
A surge of inexplicable power welled up from the depths of his dantian and instantly converged at his fingertips.
The blade of the cleaver even shimmered with a faint, flowing light.
He Yuzhu's body jolted, his eyes widened, and he stared incredulously at the knife in his hand.
Where had he seen this scene before?
Fragments of memory seem to flash through my mind, but I can't quite grasp them.
He tried to cut a leaf of vegetables.
As the blade fell, he felt his hand and the knife become one, with no separation between them. He could clearly feel every texture of the vegetable leaves and the resilience of the stems. The force with which he cut the vegetables was precise to the millimeter, ensuring that every leaf was uniform in size and thickness.
The chopped vegetable leaves emitted a strange rhythm on the cutting board.
As he looked at his masterpiece, a storm raged within him.
He had never learned this cutting technique before. Yet it seemed to be ingrained in his bones, flowing out instinctively.
He picked up a piece of meat, ready to slice it.
As the blade sliced through the meat, his hand seemed to connect with the flesh. The meat's fibers and texture were laid bare. He precisely controlled every inch of force, making the slices as thin as cicada wings, evenly translucent.
The sliced meat possesses an indescribable visual beauty.
He Yuzhu's body trembled violently again. Deep within his mind, something long dormant seemed to be awakened.
Scattered images flashed by like lightning.
As Fang Qingxue washed the vegetables, a faint glow shimmered in the clear water.
The faint glint of light on the blades as they chopped vegetables.
Furthermore, there's the "spiritual energy" that Mr. Lin repeatedly mentioned.
"Spiritual energy!" He Yuzhu suddenly stood up, his eyes flashing with a sharp light.
He realized that he had lost an extremely important memory.
He realized that he seemed to have encountered a world far beyond what ordinary people could imagine.
He realized that he seemed to have mastered a culinary skill far beyond what ordinary people could imagine.
He tried desperately to recall, but his mind remained a complete blank.
A powerful desire burned fiercely in his chest.
He longed to uncover the truth.
He longed to understand what had happened to him.
He longed to know Mr. Lin's true identity.
He decided to go to Lin Fan's courtyard immediately to personally verify with Mr. Lin.
He wanted to find out exactly what had happened to him.
He wanted to find out exactly what Mr. Lin meant by "spiritual energy".
He wanted to find out whether he was indeed Mr. Lin's apprentice.
An irresistible impulse ignited in He Yuzhu's heart.
He gripped the kitchen knife tightly, strode out of the house, and headed straight for Lin Fan's yard.
As soon as he stepped out of the room, he saw Qin Huairu standing at the door.
"Shazhu, where are you going? You're holding a kitchen knife, you scared me." Qin Huairu asked casually, but there was a hint of inquiry in her eyes.
He Yuzhu looked at Qin Huairu, a nameless irritation welling up in his heart.
He's been feeling lately that Qin Huairu's dependence on him has gone too far.
He vaguely sensed that Qin Huairu seemed to be plotting something.
It seems she's hindering him from pursuing what he truly wants.
"I'm going to Mr. Lin's house," He Yuzhu replied in a deep voice, his tone leaving no room for argument.
Qin Huairu felt a chill run down her spine. She didn't understand why He Yuzhu suddenly wanted to go to Lin Fan's house.
She felt that He Yuzhu had become increasingly unfamiliar lately, no longer as easily manipulated as before.
He seems to be drifting further and further away.
"Shazhu, don't go. Mr. Lin doesn't like being disturbed," Qin Huairu hurriedly stopped him. "If there's anything wrong, just tell me, okay?"
He Yuzhu stared at Qin Huairu, a nameless rage rising in his chest.
He saw through Qin Huairu's obstruction.
He understood Qin Huairu's fear.
He understood Qin Huairu's scheme even better.
"Sister Qin, I'll say it again, I'm going to Mr. Lin's house!" He Yuzhu's voice was firm and strong.
Qin Huairu was startled by his unusually forceful tone. Looking into He Yuzhu's eyes, a tremendous fear gripped her.
She knew that He Yuzhu had changed.
He was no longer the "silly Zhu" she could manipulate at will.
She knew that she seemed to be really going to lose him.
Tears welled up in Qin Huairu's eyes.
"Shazhu, you've changed. You weren't like this before." She choked back tears as she accused him. "Do you despise me now? Do you despise us, a widow and her child?"
He Yuzhu looked at Qin Huairu's tears, but his heart remained calm.
He knew that Qin Huairu was using moral blackmail.
He understood that Qin Huairu was trying to keep him by using tears.
But at this moment, all he felt was a yearning for the truth.
His only passion is the ultimate pursuit of culinary excellence.
He held only deep respect for Mr. Lin in his heart.
"Sister Qin, I haven't changed." He Yuzhu took a deep breath, her tone becoming even more resolute. "I just want to live my own life well. Mr. Lin gave me this opportunity, and I can't let him down."
After saying that, he didn't look at Qin Huairu again, walked straight out of the courtyard, and headed towards Lin Fan's house.
Qin Huairu watched He Yuzhu's departing figure, her heart filled with icy coldness.
She knew she had completely lost him.
She crouched down, covered her face with her hands, and burst into tears.
The cries were filled with despair, resentment, and regret.
Meanwhile, in Lin Fan's courtyard.
He lay in the rocking chair, his consciousness taking in everything.
The corners of his lips curled up almost imperceptibly.
It seems that He Yuzhu is finally about to fully awaken.
He knew that his peace was about to be broken once again.
But it's okay.
He thoroughly enjoyed the pleasure of guiding ordinary people step by step to "enlighten" them.