Has the little cannon fodder become the richest man today?

Chapter 42 The face is really big

"Very good." Huo Butler smiled like an uncle, and praised sincerely from the bottom of his heart without thinking.

I sincerely feel that the knife chosen by Mr. Huo is the best knife in the world. If Mr. Huo is willing to listen, he can praise more than ten thousand words without heavy words.

Just so knowledgeable.

"Yes." Huo Lingfeng nodded, and he also felt very good, "Let's start then."

His tone has the vigor and vitality of a teenager.

"Where does Mr. Huo want to start?" Housekeeper Huo was discussing the execution order of the 18 people with his family, Mr. Huo, with a smile on his face.

"Beef." The detailed method of tomato beef brisket came to Huo Lingfeng's mind.

Butler Huo's standard etiquette smile froze at the corner of his mouth.

The eighteen people who hung their heads and waited for execution also raised their heads in shock.

What did they hear?
Cow...beef?
Is it the beef they understand, or is one of them beef in Mr. Huo's eyes?
"Mr. Huo, the beef." The one who reacted the fastest took out the meat from various parts of the cow's body and sent it to Huo Lingfeng.

Hehe, the other seventeen people all looked the same!
If you really treat yourself as a dish, Mr. Huo will take the trouble to compare them to dishes before doing anything to them?

What a big face!
Huo Lingfeng took a look, locked on the sirloin with precision, and reached out to grab it.

Butler Huo, who came back to his senses, immediately stopped him, "Mr. Huo, I will help you."

How could Mr. Huo's noble hands touch these things.

He would rather Mr. Huo cut those people with a knife than watch Mr. Huo cut the brisket.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he felt the cold air of the blade cutting towards him.

The few of them followed closely beside Huo Lingfeng. In order to save their lives, it was common for them to avoid Mr. Huo's attack.

After thousands of years of tempering, their movements are very agile, otherwise they would not have survived to this day.

But no matter how agile he was, he was not as fast as Huo Lingfeng, and the sharp blade was still aimed at his hand.

However, he did not use the knife he was using to cut the brisket, but a knife he took out from the props.

No one saw exactly how Huo Lingfeng changed it, only that the moment Huo Butler withdrew his hand, the knife he picked was in his hand again.

Huo Lingfeng froze for a moment, stared blankly at the knife in his hand, then turned his gaze to Butler Huo.

He just hurt the butler's hand.

He just didn't want others to intervene, he wanted to do it for Xingchen himself.

After seeing Steward Huo's palm, there was a deep knife cut.

As soon as his eyes fell, Huo Butler panicked.

How could he let his own blood stain Mr. Huo's eyes.

Before the blood gushed out quickly, he sprinkled the hemostatic medicine he carried with him blankly, wrapped it with gauze layer by layer, and treated the wound in just a few seconds.

Respectfully took a step back, as if nothing had happened, "Thank you, Mr. Huo."

It's him who has become more disciplined. In the past two days, Mr. Huo has been so gentle that he forgot his identity for a while, and dared to be Mr. Huo's master.

Mr. Huo was showing mercy to his subordinates, and it was just a small punishment. If it was that one, let alone this hand, his life would be in danger.

Huo Lingfeng glanced at Butler Huo in confusion. The gauze was wrapped around his hand, but there was no redness.

Realizing that Butler Huo was not willing to let him see it, Huo Lingfeng looked away, not paying too much attention to people other than Shen Xingchen.

Continue to focus on cutting the brisket.

He's a great knife, and he's perfect on the brisket as well.

In the following time, except for getting the ingredients, Huo Lingfeng did everything else by himself.

After preparing the ingredients, Huo Lingfeng glanced at the tableware and frowned.

(End of this chapter)