Upon hearing Rosen's words, the Black Mountain Demon's face darkened, but he still sneered and said, "You probably don't know the advantage of going first. With one cut, I can remove the crispy skin of the roast duck. Even though the duck is very thin, there won't be an oil explosion under the skin, at least."
True to the Black Mountain Demon's words, his knife skills were spot-on, lifting the crispy skin of the roast duck to reveal the shiny tender meat beneath.
"Good heavens, I didn't expect the Black Mountain Old Ghost's knife skills to be so impressive. But to become a Food God, knife skills alone aren't enough. Watch mine!"
Rosen took the dining knife from Black Mountain Demon and slathered it with a generous amount of soy sauce.
With one slice, he only cut a small piece of meat from the roast duck.
The cut was very shallow, and because of the soy sauce, even if he pierced the oil explosion area, the moist soy sauce temporarily blocked the gap.
