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Xingping Chuangzhen, who has experience in making Chinese cuisine, is certainly not comparable to these people.

Therefore, when the students were still choosing which part of the pig to use as the main ingredient, Xing Ping Chuangzhen had already got a piece of tenderloin, and quickly selected the rest of the ingredients.

"Chuangzhen Lord, is it enough for us to take these materials?"

Seeing that Xing Ping Chuangzhen got these accessories, Tian Suohui was a little surprised, not because Xing Ping Chuangzhen got less, but these accessories he took were a bit weird.

Shallots, onions, and red bell peppers.

These three materials are not so much accessories as seasonings.

In western food, these three materials are used as a kind of seasoning most of the time. Now that Xing Ping Chuangzhen chooses these three as auxiliary ingredients, Tian Suohui is so surprised.

Not only Tian Suohui, but some other students, seeing Xing Ping Chuangzhen pretending to be X, also couldn't understand him very much, and they all thought silently, this guy is going to fail, this guy is going to fail.

If it weren't for Makoto Ito's emphasis on not making trouble in his class, I'm afraid some stupid guys would just taunt him.

"It's alright, trust me."

Xing Ping Chuangzhen was full of confidence. He didn't take the ingredients randomly. In his mind, he had already outlined all the things that make up the dish of fish-flavored shredded pork.

Now, these materials are for him to confirm the goal in his mind.

The tenderloin was rinsed, shredded, seasoned, and starched, and Xingping Chuangzhen's actions were done in one go.

He also didn't use the Western-style kitchen knife he was used to like the rest of the students, but a Chinese-style kitchen knife.

"Chuangzhen-jun, you are so amazing."

When Xing Ping Chuangzhen cut the meat, Tian Suohui was not idle, washed all the three auxiliary materials, and also tried to cut vegetables with a Chinese kitchen knife.

However, her sword skills are not as good as Xing Ping Chuangzhen.

After all, chefs who are accustomed to using Western-style kitchen knives switch to Chinese-style kitchen knives for cutting vegetables, and it is inevitable that they will not be used to it for a while.

Xing Ping Chuangzhen doesn't have this problem anymore. In the past few days, he has almost gotten used to Chinese kitchen knives, so he uses them, not to mention handy, but quite fluent.

"It's fine, as long as you get used to it."

"Habit?"

Tian Suohui didn't know what Xing Ping Chuangzhen's so-called habit was, she thought Xing Ping Chuangzhen was a Chinese chef before.

"Tian Suo, leave the vegetable chopping to me. You can chop the pickled peppers, ginger and garlic finely."

It is indeed difficult for Xing Ping Chuang to use Chinese kitchen knives, so he entrusted her with the task of preparing seasonings.

This kind of thing that can be chopped with a knife, Tian Suohui will definitely do it, but it is inevitable, Tian Suohui feels a little lost in his heart.

Lost and why his own strength is so poor, it has repeatedly hindered him.

"Tian Suo, it's okay, you have to believe in yourself."

After dryly saying cheers, Xing Ping Chuangzhen also started to cut the accessories.

On the other side, after being encouraged by Xinghei Chuangzhen, Tian Suohui also started to make seasonings with a Chinese kitchen knife.

Makoto Ito sat on the podium, and Makoto Ito could clearly see everything that happened below.

He saw some students, in order to be different, use the rump meat, that is, the meat that is located above the boiled rump.

This part of the meat is firmer and more robust than tenderloin.

However, if this kind of meat is shredded and fried, it will easily become old.

However, if the heat is properly controlled, the fried shredded pork will definitely not be worse than tenderloin.

It's just that it's not that Ito Makoto looks down on these little guys. Even a professional chef can't say that he can perfectly use the tip of the buttocks to fry shredded pork.

If the frying is well done, then the points will be added naturally, and if the frying is not good, the points will be reduced more seriously.

"Hope this student succeeds."

Now all the students have chosen the pork, and some more decisive ones have also finished choosing the auxiliary ingredients.

Because they don’t understand Chinese cuisine, most of these students chose fungus and green bamboo shoots, and randomly selected another auxiliary ingredient to make up three kinds, which means the meaning is fine.

There is nothing to say about the auxiliary materials, everyone is similar, except for Xingping Chuangzhen who took a different kind, the rest of the students are quite satisfactory.

The main and auxiliary materials are ready, and the next step is to change the knife to make it.

All the students use Western-style kitchen knives, except for Yukihira Soma and Tiansuohui, who are using Chinese-style kitchen knives.

Makoto Ito has nothing to complain about the choice of kitchen utensils. After all, he must pay a certain risk if he rashly chooses a kitchen utensil that is not convenient. Makoto Ito can understand their choice.

However, in terms of cooking methods, Makoto Ito had to complain.

Obviously the production method he wrote on the blackboard is fried.

But some students actually use frying.

That's right, it's the kind of fried steak.

These students may be used to frying steak and pork chops before, and they want to fry when they see meat.

You said Makoto Ito could bear it if it was fried pork chops, but he couldn't bear it if he fried pork chops in a pan.

Standing up, he walked directly in front of the student, pointed to the shredded pork in the pan and said, "Are you sure you are frying, not frying?"

The student didn't expect Makoto Ito to walk off the podium directly.

In other practical cooking classes, no matter how badly they made the dishes below, the teacher would not come here in person. Now seeing Makoto Ito coming to him in person, the student immediately became nervous.

"Report to the teacher, am I frying?"

It can be seen that this student is relatively timid. When he looked at Makoto Ito, his face was sweating all the time, and his voice and tone of speech also gave off a rather timid feeling.

"You turn off the fire first, and then you two come with me."

The student Mari turned off the fire, then followed Ito Makoto out of the classroom and came out of the corridor.

Looking at the two students in front of him, Ito Makoto was not angry, he just felt very strange.

Even if these students are studying neon cuisine and western cuisine at Yuanyue College.

But there is no reason not to teach cooking methods.

One fried, one fried, the difference between the two is very big.

"I remember very clearly that my request was frying, but you fried it there? Are you sure you know what frying is?"

Makoto Ito thought he was gentle enough to speak, but in the eyes of these two students, Makoto Ito was severely criticizing them.

"Old teacher, we know we were wrong."

"Okay, if you know you made a mistake, you can correct it. Remember, when you're making the dishes later, stir fry on high heat instead of low heat, OK?"

After educating the two students, Makoto Ito entered the classroom.

As soon as he walked into the classroom, he found that Xingping Chuangzhen's first fish-flavored shredded pork had been made.

Sure enough, no one troubled him, and with his own experience, he was the fastest one among these students.

"Heh, your speed is fast enough."

Returning to his seat, Makoto Ito did not taste the fish-flavored shredded pork for the first time, but looked at its fineness.

"No way, if the chef is slow in serving the dishes, he will be urged by the guests."

Ito Makoto nodded, without saying anything, picked up the chopsticks, picked up some shredded meat, and began to taste.

After chewing a few times, Ito Makoto had an evaluation in his heart for this fish-flavored shredded pork.

"How is it, does it feel okay?"

Seeing that Ito Makoto had finished tasting, Xing Ping Chuangzhen said with a confident smile, while Tian Suohui, who was on the side, was very nervous.

"Well, it's not bad, but first, you have to tell me why you choose shallots, onions and bell peppers as the ingredients for this dish."

"It's very simple, fish-flavored shredded pork. Although I have never eaten this kind of dish, but the name of this dish has a word "Xiang", I just want to fully magnify the fragrance."

After listening to Xing Ping Chuangzhen's explanation, Makoto Ito calmly complained: "There is also a word fish in the name of the dish, are you going to put a fish in it for me?"

"hey-hey."

Xing Ping Chuangzhen smirked and didn't reply, but in Ito Makoto's view, if the materials were not restricted, this product might really get jumping fish in.

"The fragrance of shallots, the sweetness of onions, and the bright red peppers, the fish-flavored shredded pork made of these three ingredients is indeed unique."

"Haha, I just said that I'm very good. How about Tian Suo, I didn't lie to you."

"Chuangzhenjun"

Tian Suohui looked at Xingping Chuangzhen's eyes, and stars almost appeared.

If Makoto Ito hadn't made trouble, Xingping Chuangzhen's harem group would have increased by one.

"only."

Is Makoto Ito just messing around?Anyway, he won't admit it himself, he's just seeking truth from facts.

"The main ingredients and auxiliary ingredients are fine, but the taste of the shredded pork."

"What's wrong with the smell?"

Tian Suohui was very nervous. It seemed that there was something wrong with the sauce she was responsible for making.

"You are so nervous, it seems that this sauce is made by you. In this way, you will know after tasting it yourself."

Makoto Ito brought a pair of chopsticks to Tian Suohui again, and motioned her to taste it by herself.

Picking up the chopsticks, Tian Suohui tasted the dish nervously.

"Well"

"How is it, is there a problem with eating?"

Tian Suohui nodded and said, "It's only sweet and sour, not fishy."

"That's right, the ratio of the main ingredients and the auxiliary ingredients, and the cooking time are not bad, but this taste, I didn't taste the smell of fish, only sweet and sour. So, you should understand my answer?"

"understood."

Xing Ping Chuangzhen nodded, and walked off the stage with a pensive expression, behind him was Tian Suohui with a disturbed expression.

"Tch, I thought how powerful this transfer student was, and he dared to speak wildly at the ceremony. As a result, it doesn't look like much now."

"That's right, I'm simply overwhelmed, and I still have to stand at the top of Yuanyue, I'm sorry."

Seeing that the two returned after failing, some people who were not used to Xing Ping Chuangzhen finally sneered.

As soon as they said it, these people regretted it, and then they all looked at Makoto Ito carefully.