Rebirth as a Cooking God

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There are 981 first-year freshmen in Yuanyue High School, but last year’s repetition students count, there are more than 1,000 first-year students.

But the total number of second-year students and repeaters is only two hundred.

The number of three-year students is even smaller. There are only dozens of people. Everyone is familiar. These three-year students are mixed in the test crowd and can be easily identified by passing the cooking. The style is very mature.

However, sometimes, old fritters do not mean "qualified".

The course that Yuanyue cooperates with igo aims to train the prepared super chefs, and the most important quality is undoubtedly the heart of the chef.

Regarding the heart of the kitchen, in the first lesson, Aoki Zongtai had already described it in detail. Xia Yu did not want to repeat it. Waving his hand, he gave a confident three-year student, and coldly gave the evaluation result: "You are not qualified!"

"what?"

The three-year-old at the top of the explosion has a look of disbelief.

The students of Yuanyue who were in the back had a lot of discussion.

"This is Senior Kubota, right? He actually failed..."

"Hush!"

The argument made this three-year-old named Kubota, his face flushed with anger, his hands slammed on the table, his eyes glared: "Why not qualified?"

"Are you three years old?" Xia Yu didn't answer, but asked.

"Yes."

"Then why do you think you can't graduate?"

"This..." Kubota froze.

"Combine!" Xia Yu said in a deep voice, "Your food is problematic, it seems to be delicate and flawless. In fact, it is just a combination of the highest quality ingredients. Let's talk, what is the theme of your cooking? Or, you What do you want the tasters to enjoy through the cooking? Your cooking seems to be rigorous, but in fact it is disorderly and has no primary or secondary order!"

Kubota was speechless.

The students in the back looked down at the dishes in their hands. If they realized that, some people quietly left the team, handled the dishes, and went back to the queue to cook new dishes.

"Again, give me another chance!" Kubota lowered his head and clenched his fists.

Xia Yu pointed to the team behind him, "Yes, but have to queue again."

"Thanks, thank you lecturer!" Kubota hurried away immediately.

Watching the "old fritters" leave for three years, Xia Yu's mouth twitched slightly.

This is the influence of Liwei in the last lesson. Otherwise, the evaluation results of these three years must be dissatisfied, so every time he judges, he has to use his tongue to explain, or simply use halberd to train people, then Isn't it tiring?

Then, after a morning test, Xia Yu discovered a strange phenomenon.

The second-year students and the third-year students are either very good, such as the ten old ones, or they are "old fritters". The cooking style has been finalized and the possibility of shaping is lost.

In contrast, Xia Yu prefers those pink freshmen, one by one with their longing for the career of the chef, and more importantly, they are obedient and take the instructions of their seniors very seriously. In other words, they are learning ability max and possess Unlimited plasticity.

Only half of the test screening was conducted in the morning, and there was a second session in the afternoon.

After the end, Xia Yu, Si Yingshi and Aoki Zongta held a list of qualified persons, a total of 116 people.

"I still have something to do in the afternoon, and the test will be handed over to you." Aoki Zongtai threw a sentence and went away.

"Lecturer Xia, are you going to sit in my dormitory?" Si Yingshi weakly sent an invitation to Xia Yu.

"I'm going to Jixingliao."

Xia Yu waved his hand and refused. His whole brain was still "dragon roll shark's fin sausage". Today's smoked dishes of Imuaki Jun gave him some inspiration for improvement. He must go over and seize the inspiration!

...

From the teaching area of ​​the assessment venue to the back hill of the school, Xia Yu stood in front of a European-style house.

This is Jixingliao.

The bungalow is surrounded by a courtyard with iron gates on the outside and red brick as the roof. The walls are milky white. The verdant vines crawl on the outer wall. If you come at night, it is estimated that you will be scared by the classic style and think it is abandoned. Haunted house.

Once, Xia Yu was familiar with it and pushed open the unlocked iron door. Then, the door of the lobby on the ground floor of the house was open. He had just stepped up and a voice came from behind.

"Lecturer Xia?"

It is estimated that Yi Sehui had just returned from the Shijie meeting, dressed in formal attire, with documents under her ribs, and she was very handsome.

"I came to find someone."

"Looking for someone? Are you looking for Zhenxi sauce? You are free."

"No, there is a boy who specializes in smoked food, named Ibu Sakizaki? I ate his smoked food today, so I would like to ask him something about cooking." Xia Yu said.

"Ask me?" Huihui Hui looked strange, "I'll call him, you wait in the kitchen, etc."

So Xia Yu went to Jixing Liao's kitchen.

Soon, Isshiki brought Ibu Qijun.

Xia Yu opened the door and said, "Can you show me your smoked sausage?"

"Yes." Ibu Saki returned to the room and took the sausage that had been cooked. Xia Yu took a sausage and squeezed it. His fingers felt amazing elasticity. The feeling was hard to describe. It was a balloon. The sharp weapon was pierced with a needle, and the whole intestine burst with a snap.

"Sure enough, it was very strict!" he could not help sighing.

"Is this flexible casing made of pig intestine or sheep intestine?" Xia Yu stared at Ibu Qijun.

Last night he almost made ‘tornado shark fin sausage’.

However, after being twisted into a "hemp rope" pass, Xia Yu immediately encountered a second problem-

The casing is not flexible enough. During the cooking process, the'dragon roll shark's intestine' is easily bursted by the "hemp rope" that expands inside.

"Sheep intestine."

Ibumi Saki is not good at speaking, and the answer is very indifferent.

Pig small intestine and sheep small intestine~www.readwn.com~ are all materials for making natural casings. Xia Yu tried two kinds of casings in the kitchen space last night, but the results are similar.

"However, my sheep's small intestine was also'smoked'!" Ibu Qijun said in the second half of the sentence, which shocked Xia Yu.

smoked?

Seeing Xia Yu holding his chin in contemplation, Yi Sehui summoned all the members of Pole Star Lao in the kitchen.

"Everyone is here."

Yi Sehui put a document on the desktop.

"Yo--"

Fortunately, Xingping Chuangzhen greeted Xia Yu and glanced at the document on the desktop, reading out a few words on the cover title: "...Friendship and communication... Accommodation study?"

After he finished, he found that the atmosphere in the kitchen was suddenly suppressed.

Tian Suohui shivered with a look of soul.

"Is it a common bed?" Xing Ping Chuang was really confused.

Yoshino Yuki, with a black line, said with a strong smile: "Xingping, this training is the one who is promoted to high school, the first **** to face!"

"All first-year students are training in the mountains every day for brutal cooking trials, and will be ordered to drop out if they do not reach the passing score--"

"Friendship and communication, does it sound easy?" Marui Shinji pushed the spectacle frame, buried his head, and concealed a trace of panic in his eyes. "However, it is actually a ruthless selection and elimination!"

"Speaking of a few years ago, the passing rate of accommodation study dropped to less than half?"

A group of people at Ji Xing Liao are discussing with dignity.

"A Yu."

Morita Maki quietly woke Xia Yu and whispered, "My parents just called and said that the whole street was spread. Do you want to eat a halberd on a shopping street with a five-star chef?"

"Shiji? Five-star chef?!"

Before Xia Yu responded, someone cried out behind them. (To be continued.)