Chapter 45.

Zhou An felt that this period of time down was the most comfortable he had ever lived.

Going forward this month, nothing happened, and every day was regular.

Liver Butcher’s Knife, practicing subverting objects, and avoiding earth bags.

It was worth mentioning that the head constable had a new candidate, a constable who was usually not too conspicuous.

At a time when all the constables were trying their best to show themselves, he came with a brilliant method.

–giving gifts.

Master Xu was quite pleased and made this constable the head constable on the spot.

It seemed a bit hasty, but the magistrate surprisingly agreed.

The constables and head constables of the Great Chu Kingdom originally didn’t have a too strict screening system.

If every one of them needed to be checked three generations up like the Zhen Gui Si, the Great Chu Kingdom wouldn’t have developed in ten years.

The Da Chu Emperor also knew that there were drawbacks.

But you couldn’t develop and be flawless, there were things that had to be shed.

These things had nothing to do with Zhou An.

The constable who had been promoted to head constable was receiving a higher salary and hadn’t gotten into any of the new officer’s business.

Zhou An was even more salty.

After more than a month of hard work, there was a huge increase in proficiency.

A line of text appeared in front of his eyes, and Zhou An nodded in satisfaction.

[Butcher’s Knife lv.3 (Speed +2, Accuracy +1): 39,540/40,000]

[Bumping Object lv.3 (Strength +2, Destruction +1): 37658/40,000]

[Swimming Dragon Step lv.3 (Speed +2, Dodge +1): 33456/40,000]

Three skills, three proficiencies had risen.

Especially the Butcher’s Blade, it wouldn’t take long to be able to reach level four.

“Focus on the liver in the next few days.” Zhou An thought.

He was a little bit of a tiny bit obsessive-compulsive, like this situation where it was about to be full, he had to liver to the next level, or else his heart would always feel like it was lacking something.

“Stir fry and cook.”

It was almost noon again, Zhou An made his lunch and after eating it, he thought about continuing to liver inside the Yamen Kitchen for a while Butcher’s Knife.

First, hep to level four earlier, then hep the other two skills.

“Old Yu, I’m leaving first.”

Zhou An patted Yu Hang’s shoulder and prepared to go to the kitchen.

Yu Hang was still struggling to study hard, he was getting nervous as he got closer and closer to the imperial examinations.

When he came to the kitchen, it was the same old routine, taking out the wood and carving the green vegetables on the table.

Nowadays, Zhou An’s carving was already outstanding.

With a casual carving of his hand, the beginnings of a green vegetable had already appeared.

Compared to how it looked before, the green vegetable carved this time was very similar to the real one, both in terms of its form and its various charms.

The only place where there was a difference was the color.

After all, the color of the wood was not the color of the bok choy.

The proficiency was rising, and Zhou An was also carving.

Not long after, wood shavings flew, and a wooden bok choy, was carved out by Zhou An.

Zhou An stared at the wooden green vegetable in front of him, his brows furrowed.

He remembered the words of Chef Liu.

Cook Liu had said at that time that if the bok choy he carved out could be different from a real bok choy, he could proceed to the next step of practicing his knife skills.

Zhou An always felt that the bok choy was missing something.

“Color?”

“No, not the color.”

“Right! I got it!”

After placing the two greens in front of him and checking them over and over again, Zhou An finally understood what the problem was.

Veins!

The greens also had veins, but these were not carved out.

“If the veins of the greens are also carved out, will I be able to do something different?”

Thinking of this, Zhou An was slightly excited and picked up a piece of wood again.

This time, he observed even more carefully.

With every observation, he carved a slice into the wood.

In addition to the fledgling shape and basic demeanor, he paid more attention to the veins of the bok choy itself this time.

From the roots and whiskers to the stems, to the edges of the edges, Zhou An was exceptionally cautious at every step.

With a high level of mental concentration, the passage of time became very subtle.

Zhou An felt that he seemed to have entered a very special state.

Everything around him did not exist, and he could not hear the sounds around him, not to mention feeling where he was.

In his eyes, there was only the wood and the knife, as well as the green vegetables laid out on the stovetop.

Each knife was precise and incomparable.

Each knife brought up a puff of wood shavings.

Zhou An’s left hand held the wood, steady as an old dog.

The other hand fluttered up and down, like a butterfly traveling through a sea of flowers.

Time was still passing.

When the last knife, in Zhou An’s hand, was completed, Zhou An suddenly felt very tired.

He put down the knife in his hand and placed the wooden bok choy and the real bok choy together again, carefully observing the lines on it.

Every grain was exactly the same, even the edges of the corners were not different.

If the wood was dyed green, and the two were placed together, it would be impossible to tell the real from the fake.

In front of Zhou An’s eyes, a line of text appeared.

[Butcher’s Knife lv.4 (Speed +2, Accuracy +2): 1/60,000]

A large amount of information poured into his mind.

At this moment, Zhou An suddenly had a sense of mystery.

He couldn’t help but pick up the long knife on the ground and slash towards the green vegetables on the table.

The knife was like a long dragon, and its momentum was unrivaled.

If this knife is chopped, even the stove will be cut in two.

However, when the knife landed on the green vegetables, the green vegetables did not even move a bit.

Zhou An retracted his long knife.

The green vegetables on the stovetop suddenly appeared abnormal.

The outermost layer started and transformed into the thickness of a hairline.

From the outside to the inside, in just the blink of an eye, the bok choy had become extremely fine.

Each one was like a hairline.

“Putting it away and lifting it up, another step forward.”

Zhou An revealed a smile.

“My knife skills today are already better than Chef Liu’s.”

Back in that alleyway, when Chef Liu performed his masterstroke, the blade light that was able to bend was the first time Zhou An had seen it.

Now that he had also mastered it, not only had he mastered it, but it was one step better.

The precision increased a little more, bringing about a qualitative change.

Butchering?

no.

Solve people!

A single slash came out, stacking up from subtle injuries, eventually reaching the point of making a person’s death extremely miserable.

Zhou An let out a long breath as he picked up the wood again and tried to carve it.

After roughly a pillar of incense’s time of carving, there was not the slightest increase in proficiency.

“Sure enough, I must change to another method, fortunately, Cook Liu gave me a lot of suggestions in the beginning.” Zhou An Xin thought to himself.

He was now very tired.

“Fortunately, the air is able to make up for the exertion, resting for a while will be fine.”

Zhou An found a seat and sat down, preparing to liver something else after his spirit recovered.

He closed his eyes and leaned back in his chair, waiting patiently.

But before he could close them for a while, his eyes snapped open.

“Wait!”

“Tao! How did my air become like this?”