Socras Noble College

【Off stage—】

"Lie, it looks like you won this time." Ying looked regretful.

"Of course, my calculations are accurate. I will put the socks at the door of your room for you every day. Remember to wash them on time. I have a pair of socks a day." Lie looked at the people on the stage triumphantly.

"Hey, why is Ji Wufeng so calm? Could it be that he can cook?"

"How is it possible? He can't cook as well as Xiao Lin..." As he said that, Yi swallowed deeply, recalling the scene when he drank that mouthful of egg drop soup. None of the five handsome men in the dining room could leave. dining table.

"By the way, my sister can fry steamed buns." Mei's face was happy, but in exchange for that, the other four boys rolled their eyes. "Steamed buns are also rice, and they are delicious, although they are all mushy," Mei retorted dissatisfiedly.

"Okay, now the two groups of contestants have 45 minutes to use the ingredients on the table in front of them to start cooking. There is no limit to the types, and the competition begins." With the words of the female teacher and the cheers of the students in the audience, the cooking competition kicked off Prologue.

"Ji Wufeng, take charge, see what I can do for you." Looking at the so-called master in front of me, I looked at ease.

"En? I'm in charge of the spoon? What are you doing?" Ji Wufeng fiddled with the shovel in his hand strangely.

"Um, now there are tomatoes, cucumbers, onions, carrots, noodles, fish, pork, a few eggs, a piece of dry steamed bun and various seasonings. Let's make a western fish meal." I held my chin and skillfully Arranged, said that I can't cook, but there are absolutely few people who can compete with me when eating.

"Okay, how do you do it?" Ji Wufeng showed his devilish smile again.

"How, how to do it? You don't know how to cook fish and meat Western food?" I instantly changed from relaxed to surprised.

"I never said that I can cook western fish food, and not only can I not cook western fish food, I can't cook anything else either. Hehe, I have never been in the kitchen." Ji Wufeng picked up the full range of kitchen utensils on the table and looked at them . "Oh, by the way, what is this for?" Someone naively picked up the shovel he had been fiddling with and asked me...

"How to do it, how to do it, how to do it... I think Ling cut the fish in half first, you first beat the eggs in a bowl and mix well, I will cut the fish, the fish must not be cut into pieces, don't bother me, you beat it Eggs" I told Ji Wufeng while busy yelling to smash the fish in my hand.

Soon...

"Hey, Kong Tonglin, all the eggs are gone." Ji Wufeng tugged on my apron with an innocent face.

"What, what?" I looked in front of Ji Wufeng's table, it was full of broken egg shells, sticky egg whites and yolks were dripping on the ground, and there were only a little egg whites and fragmented egg shells in the bowl. "Touch!" When my eyes were smoking, there was a crisp sound of collision between the knife and the cutting board, oh my god, the fish was completely cut into two pieces.In the end, we could only announce the failure of the fish and meat western food, and more than 10 minutes had passed by this time.

"Ji Wufeng, stop cooking western fish and meat, and make pork chops instead. Slice the carrots into slices, and I'll fry the pork chops." But now the men and women in the audience and the female teacher next to us have seen black lines all over their faces. There was a sound of oil boiling in the "zilazila" pot, and the pork chops were put into the oil pot.

"Ji Wufeng, what are you doing?" Watching Ji Wufeng raise a big knife, he chopped the carrot in half as if chopping someone.

"Hey! Didn't you say you want to slice the carrots?" Ji Wufeng looked at me impatiently.

"Are you slicing? If you haven't done one by one, you should have seen it." I took the knife and showed it to Ji Wufeng like a master.

"Kong Tonglin, you don't seem to be slicing, do you?" Ji Wufeng mockingly looked at the carrot cubes and carrot shreds on the cutting board and looked at me.

"This is the slice! Look it up, just cut it like that." I picked up a rare carrot slice from the cutting board and held it in front of Ji Wufeng, but I smelled a mushy smell, a mushy smell ?

"Oh my god, my pork chop is mushy." Following my exclamation, Ji Wufeng and the students on the stage all looked at my pot, and there was only a piece of pork chop that looked like coal...

"Less than 25 minutes left." - Female teacher

"That can also be used to make pasta." Ji Wufeng lifted up the noodles on the table and dangled them in front of my weathered eyes.

"Okay then, you pour the water into the pot and put the noodles in after the water boils. I'll make the paste." I picked up a small bowl and poured the seasoning into it.

"What does it mean that the water is boiling? Do you want me to test it with my fingers." Ji Wufeng looked at the water in the pot and said in disbelief.

"Bubbling! When you see the water bubbling, it's boiling, understand?" I explained with the last bit of patience.How to beat the eggs?How to cut slices?How much water to pour? ... This series of questions lost patience.

... another 10 minutes

With the thin sauce in my hand, I poured it into the water that was about to boil dry. Looking at the completely different pasta made by He Yi, I could only shake my head helplessly.

【offstage】

"My God, is that spaghetti?" Yi looked at the spaghetti on the stage with a little nausea.

"It's okay, it's not us who eat it, but the old man, the director. I've disliked him a long time ago." Lie looked at the director of training who was the referee in the distance with malicious intentions.

"It seems that this is the only way to go." Mei depressedly turned the ring on his ring finger.

[on stage]

"Hey, it will be ready soon, you pour the noodles into the plate, and I'll cut some onions for decoration." I peeled the onion.

"Oh" After a simple answer, as soon as Ji Wufeng lifted the pot, the noodles were poured into the plate, and then I decorated the onion with a circle of purple onion shreds around the plate, and sprinkled a little chili powder to taste, although the noodles were still It's sparse, but I'm sure I can still eat it, and it won't kill anyone. I'll stay in the hospital for half a day at most.Now there are about 10 minutes left before the end of the game.Ji Wufeng picked it up and looked at the things on the plate with disgust, and then looked at me with contempt.

"Hey, what kind of expression do you have? No matter how bad I am, I'm better than you." This is the truth, so I have a lot of confidence.

"Hey~ Were you and your brother born to the same mother? There's a big difference."

"Ji Wufeng, what are you talking about? Why don't you know how to cook? You still don't know how to cook? Why don't you tell me... ah~~~." I just wanted to go up to Ji Wufeng and argue with him, but I felt that the soles of my feet were slipped by what looked like egg whites, and I fell straight onto the table, and... and the freshly made pasta "touched!" fell to the ground.There was a burst of exclamation from the audience~

"Kong Tonglin, are you reincarnated as a pig?" Ji Wufeng looked at the sloppy spaghetti on the ground as if he was tortured.

I stood up and rubbed my poor arm.

"You blame me, who made you so stupid that you can't even crack an egg! It caused me to trip." The five boys in the audience couldn't help laughing after hearing my yelling, which attracted the idiots around Leave a long saliva.

"What should I do now? I have been busy for a long time, and now there are 10 minutes left. What else can you do?" Ji Wufeng picked up the cucumber in his hand and turned towards me.

"Of course I will do it. I don't need you this time. I can do it myself." As I said, I walked to the table, picked up the dry steamed buns and cut them into pieces, then boiled the oil in the pot, and put the steamed buns in pieces. Put the slices into the pan and deep-fry them. I was afraid they would become mushy. I hurriedly turned over the slices of steamed buns in the pan. When the sound of the end of the game came, my steamed buns just came out of the pan.And Ji Wufeng has already taken the initiative to cut the cucumber and put it on the plate for decoration. Although he still cut the slices into pieces, it did add a little healthy green color to my steamed buns.It is said that the steamed buns on the plate are golden with green cucumbers, which are really much better than pasta. In fact, every piece of steamed buns is mushy, but I exposed the better side on the plate.Thinking of this, I began to admire my intelligence.

"Okay, this should still be edible. Take it, I'll tear you apart if you screw up." Saying that, Ji Wufeng put the plate in my hand.

"Okay, the dishes for the two groups of contestants have been prepared, and next, let the dean of instruction and instructors make a comparison." ——Female teacher

When I put the plate in front of the judges, I saw the dishes of the fourth group of contestants. They were not the same as our fried steamed buns, and the fried pork chops were also covered with mush.

The two judges nodded slightly after tasting the pork chops of the fourth group. After eating our fried buns, we?How can I use the word us?After eating my fried steamed buns, they also nodded slightly. Just as they were hesitating which one to win, they raised their heads and met Ji Wufeng's narrowed eyes behind me. It is conceivable that this afternoon, I He returned home with an imported high-end tennis racket worth 800 US dollars, and another racket was thrown into a sports car by a man surnamed Ji and brought home.

But what is curious is that Ying seems to be happier than me, but Lie has a dark face that is darker than my fried pork chops.