"Finally there is a class where I can be the top student."

After tying the apron distributed by himself and looking at the recipes on the cover of the ppt on the podium: teriyaki rice balls, croquettes, cheese tofu, grilled eggplant, Aikawa Yusheng said with a slight satisfaction.

It is May 13th, the second day of training, Friday morning.

After eating the breakfast provided by Qifengzhuang, the three classes were told to make their own lunch in the morning class.

Sakura Kongfeng also tied up her apron very skillfully. After hearing these words, she glanced at Aikawa Yusheng and commented: "The hot sauce you made is not bad."

It seems that she did not let the hot sauce eat ashes after accepting it, but tasted it.

"It's just not delicious? Isn't it very delicious?" Aikawa Yusheng was unhappy and declared: "Wait, my cooking skills at that time were not exquisite enough. I am different now. The person I am today must be

To conquer your stomach."

"Have you cooked anything since Monday?"

"No."

"Then what's so exquisite?" Shangying Kongfeng's handsome head tilted slightly, with a hint of 'puzzle' in her eyes.

"...."

"I call it theoretical basis!"

Aikawa Yusheng, who was speechless, held a knife in front of his eyes, the tip of the knife pointed directly at Yingkongfeng, and his eyes were filled with fighting spirit - definitely not out of anger.

"Aikawa! You can't point a knife at others. It's very dangerous. Put it away quickly."

Someone suddenly punched him in the back. After hearing the voice of Itoikawa Marei, Aikawa Yuo decisively put the knife back on the chopping board, turned around and said respectfully:

"I know I was wrong, Mr. Uigawa, but it was Sakura-san who questioned my cooking ability, which made me very angry. I just wanted to scare her.

Teacher, you have also seen that the tip of my knife is at least half a meter away from her. I really have no idea of ​​​​doing anything. Please don’t arrest me and put me in jail. I have seniors and juniors, and three generations depend on me alone...

"

The excuse did not yield good results. Before he could finish his words, he received another punch on the shoulder. Itoigawa Marei laughed and cursed:

"They are talking about some crooked things, and there are old ones on top and young ones on the bottom. Make good food. If you really think you are good at cooking, treat me to a meal later."

"No problem, as long as the teacher promises me that after eating, he won't pester me to cook for you every day because he thinks it's too delicious. If such a thing happens, I think the relationship between the two of us will be beyond the limit.

They are just ordinary teachers and students.”

"You, you." Itoigawa Marei pressed her temples with a headache, and pointed at Aikawa Yusheng with her finger, "If your grades don't improve, you can just wait to live a boring high school life."

"No, teacher, let's talk about cooking. Why are you suddenly mentioning studying?"

"The teacher is just reminding you."

"Okay teacher, goodbye teacher."

After Iokawa Marei left, Aikawa Yusheng used his finger instead of the knife and pointed at Sakura Kongfeng again.

"Heh." The only response he received was a slightly disdainful chuckle.

Good monsters don't fight with miko. Aikawa Yusheng turns his attention to the two people on the other side. Miyazawa Mao is helping Tianga Natsori tie her apron.

"Miyazawa-san, have you ever cooked?"

"With a little bit of knowledge, I will help my mother at home."

"Very good, that puts me at ease." Aikawa Yusheng faced forward.

"Hey, Mr. Aikawa, why didn't you ask me?" Tianhe Xia Li asked with his hands on his hips.

"It's hard for me to believe that a girl with basically zero cooking utensils in the kitchen can cook. So now, can Miss Tianhe cook?"

After sighing and turning his head, Aikawa Yusheng looked at the girl sideways and said.

I noticed on the day I delivered the strawberries that Tianhe Xiali’s family even brought only one pair of chopsticks and spoons - probably for use when eating takeout.

"Okay, okay, I really don't know how."

With no trace of confidence left in him, Tianhe Xia Li spit out her pink tongue like a letter and then retracted it, adding a touch of sparkle to her cherry-colored lips.

"It's up to you today!"

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"There are so many production steps and processes. Do you understand?" After briefly explaining the process, the cooking teacher asked on the stage.

There was basically no response from the audience, and everyone looked at each other in shock.

In the first grade of high school, the school's cooking class has not yet started, and there are really not many people who are good at cooking. Most of them still live with their elders at home, and they do not need to be responsible for their own food.

The cooking teacher was not surprised. He opened the podium to reveal the projector inside and placed a set of ingredients on it:

"Then let's follow the teacher and I will teach you step by step."

"Hi!"

...

"Shall we cook it ourselves? I know the general method of making these dishes. Even if I don't follow the teacher's instructions, the production will not be much different."

After following a few steps, it was time to wait again. A somewhat bored Aikawa Yusheng asked the three of them.

This step-by-step process is so slow that the cooking teacher has to wait for all students to complete this step before proceeding to the next step.

I understand the need for this, but it is a waste of time for this group.

"Um."

"Okay, I think it's too slow."

Tianhe Xia Li spread his hands to show that his opinion was not important.

"Shang Ying, cut the potatoes into slices and mash them into puree. Let's start cooking a few dishes together. Miyazawa-san, you can slice the eggplant first. Tianhe, you are responsible for waiting for the poison test..."

Aikawa Yusheng looked at the ingredients on the chopping board and assigned tasks to the two people in an orderly manner.

The three of them started making the food.

...

Finding that there was not enough rice to make teriyaki rice balls, Aikawa Yusheng stood up and planned to go to the public pot to make rice.

Out of the corner of my eye I noticed Tianhe Xia Li.

Wearing an apron, he stood aside, looking a little at a loss. He pressed his hands on the edge of the table and tapped silently with his fingers. His eyes wandered from the big screen and the two busy people on the table who were already far behind.

It seems like he wants to participate.

Then why not say it? Aikawa Yusheng thinks that with her temperament, she will tell her directly whether she wants it or not.

Is she afraid of causing trouble for us? No... She must not be afraid of causing trouble for herself.

That was probably because Aikawa Yusheng, who was afraid of causing trouble to them and had some understanding of the girl, had guessed the result.

"Tianhe, go and get two bowls of rice from the public rice cooker. I don't have much room for you here." Aikawa Yusheng 'mixed' the sauce, raised his head and said to Tianhe Xia Li.

"Ah? Oh." After being stunned for a moment because it was too sudden, Tianhe Xia Li took the bowl from Aikawa Yusheng's hand and trotted forward to get rice.

"Tianhe, open the lactone tofu. You don't need to use your hands. Just use a knife to cut it on all four sides. Be careful with your hands."

"Took it out, right? Cover it with a piece of cheese, just the yellow one. Microwave it on high for 1 minute and 30 seconds. The high heat button is on..."

"Is it heated? Wear gloves and take it out. Then pour the sauce I prepared on it. The cheese tofu is just that simple."

Aikawa Yusheng took a spoon and took a mouthful of tofu with brushed cheese. Tianhe Xiali pretended not to care - and nodded while looking at himself with his peripheral vision very attentively:

"It tastes good, Sakura, Miyazawa-san, come over and try it. When it cools down, the cheese will become sticky and it won't taste good."

.......

"Tianhe, I'm a little tired. You are responsible for frying the chopped onions and bacon in this pot. Just keep stirring. When I tell you to add black pepper, just shake it three times."

"Oh, San Dou is here, right?"

"Tianhe, I'm not good at this, please help me put seaweed on this rice ball."

"My bag doesn't look good."

"It doesn't look good? How can it be uglier than the one I made? Look at the one in my hand. It's simply horrible. Besides, we don't make it for sale. It doesn't matter whether it is ugly or not. This is called enough food.

"

"Tianhe..."

"Coming~"

Tianhe Xia Li is not stupid, so when she is constantly being 'ordered' and 'troubled', she smiles particularly brightly.

She feels that she has taken a big, big step towards success.

The important thing is to repeat it three times.

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At noon, there are especially many people going to the shops to buy bread and instant noodles.

It is conceivable that there may be some 'small' problems with their preparation of the food in the morning, to the extent that it is difficult to swallow or impossible to eat at all.

I don’t know how to do it. Even though the teacher demonstrated it step by step, it was difficult for Aikawa Yuo to understand.

"Could this be a deliberate arrangement by Qi Fengzhuang to guide us to buy instant noodles here? We should have fallen into a trap." In the room, Takamatsu Junshan, who was slurping noodles, said depressedly. He is one of the people who is difficult to understand.

one.

"Damn it, how can cooking be so difficult?"

"You can throw things that are still alive directly into the microwave. This is no longer a category of cooking, but a category of intelligence."

Aikawa Yusheng, who was lying on the tatami watching anime, laughed unceremoniously.

Their group had a very full meal. They were originally taught relatively simple cooking, and the three of them knew how to do it, and the cooking level of Shang Yingkongfeng was probably a little higher than mine.

But this is only the current matter, Aikawa Yusheng is confident to surpass her.
To be continued...