People Are Eating Halberd: the Beginning of the Establishment of the Dark Cooking World

I saw Mo Yu casually picking up the pot on the stove.

Still flipped a few times in his hand.

"Just this weight makes you all tired?"

Mo Yu glanced lightly at the few students whose jaws were about to fall to the ground in surprise.

"You, you... how did you do this?"

If they hadn't just held the pot and felt its weight, they would have thought it was fake!

"Do you think that the weight of this kind of pot is already the limit?"

Mo Yu glanced at them.

"The iron pan I use to train my wrist is [*] kilograms, and I use it three thousand times a day."

"One hundred and fifty kilograms, three thousand strokes..."

Someone just repeated it, and felt a tightness in the throat.

"I think things are difficult to do, but others do it easily, either because the other party is too strong, or you are too weak."

Mo Yu held a pot in one hand and turned it easily in his hand, making these students even look straight.

"It's the same sentence, if you can't stick to it, then go back and be a waste in peace."

"Those who can persevere are qualified to become members of my dark cooking research society."

"do you understand?"

Putting the pot back on the stove, the pot immediately made a heavy sound.

It also shakes the hearts of these people back.

They looked at Mo Yu with complicated expressions. The scene just now made them understand how big the gap was between them and Mo Yu.

But it also strengthens their beliefs.

"We will not give up the pursuit of power!"

(These pictures are a little watery, and there will be climaxes later!).

【16】Hundred kilograms of iron pot dishes!Amazing operation! (4 more, please collect!)

"Very well, then let me see your determination."

"Tomorrow is still today. Those who want to join the Dark Cuisine Research Association can continue to come here for special training."

Mo Yu just nodded lightly and left the classroom.

The performance of those who remained today was barely in line with his wishes.

At least they persevered.

However, as the days passed, Mo Yu would only propose more difficult assessment contents.

In his eyes, those who can pass these tests are the wolves he needs.

And those that were eliminated were nothing more than defective products that wanted to make up for it.

The purpose of his establishment of the Dark Cuisine Research Association is to provide enough excellent human resources for the food empire that the Black Lin group will build in the future.

It is not a charity organization that sends kindness and does good deeds to help people realize their wishes.

If you can't even hold on to this kind of assessment, there is no merit to Mo Yu and the Hei Lin group.

For Mo Yu to give up these people, he would not feel distressed at all.

Although the Dark Cuisine Research Society is still in its early stages of development, all operations cannot be done arbitrarily.

But for Mo Yu, who once developed the Heilin Group from an inconspicuous small organization to the scale it is today.

But developing a small club in Togetsu Academy is simply a matter of simplicity.

The next day, Mo Yu came to the classroom.

The fifteen people who persisted yesterday also came here on time.

"Student Mo Yu."

The eyes they looked at Mo Yu didn't know when, they had already brought a bit of respect.

"Ah."

Mo Yu, who was used to being looked up at by this kind of gaze, didn't react much.

"The content of your assessment today is the same as yesterday."

"But today, each of you must at least use this iron pot to make a dish."

Mo Yu said calmly.

"Yes."

Everyone's attitude seems to be much more serious than yesterday.

After a whole day of training yesterday, although many people have backaches today, they feel that something is wrong all over their body.

But they seem to have gradually mastered the tricks of this dish.

That is, when flipping the spoon, we should be good at using the strength of the whole body to drive the ingredients in the iron pot to stir fry.

Although they have only got some tips so far, it is enough for them to make a dish with this iron pot.

After giving the order, Mo Yu sat on the side just like yesterday, quietly waiting for everyone to submit their dishes.

"Student Mo Yu, this is the stir-fried asparagus I made!"

A sweaty student presented his own dishes.

It seems to be looking pretty good.

However, when Mo Yu tasted it, he shook his head.

"The salt that was put into the pot was not evenly stirred with the ingredients, resulting in some asparagus being bland and some being too salty and unqualified."

The student showed a disappointed expression, but he knew it was his own problem and couldn't say anything.

"Then Mo Yu, look at my fried noodles with seasonal vegetables!"

"It's still the problem of stir-frying. Although the proportion of seasonings is in place, the heat is too high, which causes the fried noodles to be partially burnt and unqualified."

Mo Yu made a light comment.

Seeing that two people had hit the wall, the remaining dozen people were full of confidence, thinking that they had mastered the skill of flipping the spoon, and cooking was not too difficult.

At this moment, he suddenly lost confidence.

"This colorful beef fried rice, although the ingredients are well matched, the rice is not completely fried, resulting in some of the rice being lumpy, affecting the taste and unqualified."

Just after Mo Yu made another comment, the boy in front of him looked at him unconvinced.

"With only two days of special training, how could it be possible to use such a heavy pot to cook a perfect meal at the same time!"

His face, like everyone else, was soaked with sweat.

This fried rice was a dish that he managed to make after failing three or four times.

Facing Mo Yu's merciless criticism, the boy only felt dissatisfied.

"Why do you use such a heavy pot for cooking?"

"I think you did such a torturous assessment training just to show off yourself?"

"If you have the ability, you can also use this kind of pot to make a dish that we can surrender to!"

he shouted.

The exhausted students around them did not speak.

Because they are thinking about it too.

Do you really need such an exaggerated kitchen utensil for cooking?

Although Mo Yu said that using this kind of kitchen utensils that very people can control can allow them to constantly challenge their own limits at the same time.

It is also possible to obtain a faster upgrade speed than ordinary people.

But doubts kept popping up from their minds.

Is it really necessary to exercise this kind of heavy and abnormal kitchen utensils?

Mo Yu glanced at them and seemed to have expected them to think so.

"As I said, my dark cooking research club is not something that an ordinary person can join casually."

"Even if you successfully join the Dark Cuisine Research Society, if you want to get what you want in it, you have to pay."

"Only by constantly surpassing your own limits is the way to truly make you stronger."

Mo Yu said, and slowly stood up.

"Since you are not convinced, then I will let you take a look."

Mo Yu walked to the stove, just like yesterday, he easily picked up the iron pot on the stove.

Seeing the easy flip of the iron pan in his hand, everyone was shocked again.

"It's so easy. It seems that this whole [*]kg pot seems to have no weight in his hands!"

"Yeah, how much arm strength does this have to have to easily pick up such a heavy pot."

"Hmph, don't sigh in a hurry, even if he has the same power as a Hercules, he is not sure if he can use such an exaggerated pot to make perfect dishes!"

"That is to say, this pot is not only difficult in terms of weight, but its size is also larger than ordinary pots. It should be difficult to control."

Everyone was discussing.

But as Mo Yu started cooking, those who were still quietly questioning him were quickly shocked by Mo Yu's actions.

"This... is this really cooking food? The movements look so gorgeous and smooth, it looks like it's performing magic!"

"With such a large iron pot, you can easily stir fry the ingredients in the pot, which seems to be effortless at all."

"I still remember when I used this type of iron pan to hold the ingredients, and I felt that the pot was so heavy that it would come off my hands at any time!"