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"How dare you!"

As Yang Xiaoman's blunt words fell, Shen Zhi Qiu's pupils shrank involuntarily.

Even he didn't expect that she would actually agree!

Seeing that the clerk Wang was looking at him, he nodded slightly without making it obvious.

Before long, a blade blank was placed on the sharpening table, with a bucket of water next to it.

Yang Xiaoman walked over leisurely, but to be honest, she wasn't very confident.

After all, it's extremely difficult to reach the level of cutting hair with a breath, but she believed that her butchering skills would surely give her a glimmer of hope of success!

Of course, the most important thing is...

She had nowhere left to retreat.

After taking a deep breath, Yang Xiaoman first picked up a water ladle and splashed water on both sides of the blade blank. Then, he held the handle with both hands and began to grind the blade back and forth on the whetstone as it tilted.

呲呲呲!

The only sound in the entire main courtyard was the sound of her sharpening her knife.

Perhaps Shen Zhi Qiu understood that this hurdle was almost impossible to overcome, so there was no time limit.

So Yang Xiaoman took his time and became completely absorbed in sharpening the knife.

Time passed slowly, and as a gatekeeper, Cai Youjin naturally could not stay long.

Not long after, they left the main courtyard.

Shen Zhi Qiu, however, was quite pleased with himself and specially ordered that a dining table be set up in the front of the hall, filled with all kinds of snacks.

Yang Chenglin's butcher's manual was placed aside.

Under the scorching sun, Yang Xiaoman was sweating profusely, his eyes fixed on the sharpening table in front of him and the gradually sharpening blade blank.

At this moment, she felt as if she were in a deserted place.

After an unknown amount of time, Shen Zhi Qiu had even gotten used to the rhythmic swishing sound of the knife being sharpened, and no longer found it jarring.

The exquisite pastries laid out in front of him were already mostly empty.

Suddenly, the sound of sharpening the knife stopped abruptly.

Shen Zhi Qiu subconsciously looked towards the sharpening platform, only to be met with Yang Xiao Man's icy gaze. He was slightly taken aback, and then felt a chill run down his spine.

For some reason, the feeling this little girl, who was only seven or eight years old, gave him was even more terrifying than Yang Chenglin had been back then.

Fortunately, at this moment, Wang the clerk walked to the whetstone.

The blade, now shaped, gleamed with an astonishingly cold light.

Seeing this, he inexplicably extended his thumb and lightly scraped the tip of the knife.

The next second, a sharp pain came from the fingertip.

Wang, the clerk, immediately changed his expression. He hadn't expected that the knife sharpened by this little girl would be so sharp!

Could it be that she really is capable of cutting hair in half with a breath?!

Thinking of this, Wang Shuli felt a tremor in his heart and subconsciously plucked a hair from his head.

He first glanced at Yang Xiaoman with fear, then nervously swallowed, and then gently placed the knife on the blade.

call!

For fear of being scolded by the adults afterward, he didn't even dare to blow hard.

But the moment that strand of hair touched the blade, it snapped off.

"this……"

Wang, the clerk, was so shocked by what he saw that he was speechless.

He almost lost his grip on the butcher knife, but he reacted quickly and gripped it tightly with both hands, his legs trembling uncontrollably with fear.

"How...how is this possible?!"

In front of the lobby, Shen Zhiqi suddenly stood up in disbelief, and the pastry in her hand fell to the ground with a thud.

To his utter surprise, the test that he thought was impossible to complete was actually accomplished by Yang Xiaoman, who was only seven or eight years old!

Did she learn butchering techniques from Yang Chenglin from the womb?!

Do not!

Shen Zhi Qiu's forehead broke out in a fine layer of cold sweat.

Even if Yang Chenglin himself were here, he probably couldn't do that!

At this moment, he couldn't help but feel a little regretful. If he had known this would happen, perhaps he shouldn't have provoked this monster!

Just as he was panicking, Yang Xiaoman looked at him with a cold gaze and asked blankly:

"Lord Shen, I've finally passed the second test?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Zhi Qiu fell silent for a moment, then looked at Wang Shuli.

The latter trembled and quickly replied:

"Young Butcher Yang, now only the third level remains."

"If you can pass this test smoothly, you will be able to inherit Yang the position of butcher and become the new butcher of Shahe County, as well as the youngest butcher."

Having witnessed her strength firsthand, Wang Shuli's tone was no longer as arrogant as before.

On the contrary, it subtly carries a sense of ingratiation.

"What is the third challenge?"

Yang Xiaoman nodded expressionlessly, still looking at Shen Zhi Qiu in front of the hall.

She wanted to see what other tricks the other party could pull.

If it weren't for her exceptional performance today, coupled with the fact that the butcher's knife skills were already extremely powerful, I'm afraid I wouldn't have become a butcher, and even my father's butcher's manual would have fallen into the other party's hands.

Although it was only a three-year detention at the Tu Xing Shu, given Shen Zhi Qiu's unscrupulous nature and narrow-mindedness, it was still a serious matter.

I'm afraid that even if we only bet for three days, let alone three years, it would be like throwing meat buns to a dog – a complete loss.

Seeing Yang Xiaoman looking at him provocatively, Shen Zhi Qiu's face turned ashen. He then forcefully flicked his sleeve, snorted coldly, and left.

Having overcome the first two incredibly difficult hurdles, he was certain that even if Yang Xiaoman learned as much as his father could, it would be too late to turn the tide.

Therefore, he didn't even begin to prepare for the third challenge.

Of course, he couldn't think of any way to hinder her at that moment, so he could only leave in a sorry state.

The main idea is to avoid seeing it and not being bothered by it.

Seeing Shen Zhiqi leave angrily, leaving only her father's butcher's book lying quietly on the table, Yang Xiaoman raised her eyebrows, but secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Judging from this, the other party probably has run out of other means.

Otherwise, having already exhausted most of my strength and energy, I probably wouldn't know how to cope.

Fortunately, we've already overcome the most difficult hurdle.

Thinking of the endless knife sharpening that had just happened, even with her good temper, Yang Xiaoman couldn't help but feel a burning hatred.

"You damned old bastard, don't wait until I get my revenge, or you'll pay for what you've suffered today tenfold, a hundredfold!"

Yang Xiaoman thought to herself, and subconsciously picked up the pig-slaughtering knife in front of her.

This sudden action startled Wang, the clerk, who quickly explained all the requirements of the third test.

After listening, Yang Xiaoman finally understood why Shen Zhiqi had left in anger.

Because this third challenge was something she could pass with her eyes closed.

It seems the other party mistakenly believed that he would fail in the first two rounds, so the difficulty of the third round was almost the same as that of the ordinary butcher's assessment.

Just as Yang Xiaoman was slaughtering the pork as instructed, Wang Shuli, who was standing to the side, had already picked up a writing brush and started writing with great skill.

While registering Yang Xiaoman's information, a new butcher's certificate was also filled out.

So much so that as soon as she finished the third test, before the clerk Wang could even inspect it, the butcher's book was already shoved into her hands.

"Congratulations, Mr. Yang the Butcher."