Shokuki: My daughter is Erina

When the middle-aged chef saw the arrival of the blowing snow, a kind smile appeared on his face.

"Welcome, student!".

"I'm the culinary instructor provided to you by this space, you can call me Peter!".

"Before the study begins, let me briefly introduce you!".

"There are seven instructors in the learning space who are interested in cooking, and I am at the bottom of the list!"

"If you don't pass my assessment, you'll never see the top instructors, which means you're definitely stagnant in your cooking skills!, so I want you to put in 100 percent, or even 200 percent!"

"The subject I am teaching you is not a practical exercise!

"I'm good at cooking from almost all countries, but with your current level, it's obvious that you can't go directly to the advanced learning stage, so in the early course, I want you to fully understand the history of the development of Western cuisine, and what cooking methods and cooking tools were born in the process of its development...."

"Today is the first class, and I will explain to you the development and evolution of French cuisine, which is relatively practical, ......"

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Mr. Peter explained the history of French cuisine to Fukiyuki very seriously.

From the food culture and habits of the Celts a thousand years ago, to the food customs of the Roman Gauls, Peter talked about it until the 10th century....

I have to say that the training teachers provided by the system are really awesome

Blowing Snow feels like Peter isn't like a chef, he feels more like a knowledgeable history professor.

He knew very well the eating methods and habits of the French people hundreds of years ago or even thousands of years ago, and he just wanted to give Peter a capital 666!

Mr. Peter's explanation was very detailed and complete, and I really felt that I benefited a lot from blowing snow.

Time passed imperceptibly.

Eight hours was pretty fast.

Peter put away the lesson plan in his hand, and he said to Blowing Snow

"What I am explaining to you today is that the development and evolution of French cuisine before the fifteenth century, because of the limitations of scientific and technological development, so the eating habits of the French people at that time were a little monotonous, and after the fifteenth century, it is the beginning of the real evolution of French cuisine to the peak. When you really understand the food styles and habits of a country, you will have the opportunity to grasp the essence of that country's cuisine.... I'm waiting for you to come to the next class and we'll see you tomorrow ........"

Soon, Peter turned into a golden light and disappeared....

Blowing Snow gradually regained consciousness.

The warm sunlight is sprinkled on the face of the blowing snow through the window screen

Is it dawn?

Blowing Snow felt that her pillow was a little wet, and after touching it, Blowing Snow realized that her forehead had been sweating.

A sign of mental exhaustion....

Blowing Snow slapped his face.

He stepped out of bed, washed his face, and sobered up.

Today,He's going to start his first day of study in Yuanyue School Park.,It's not a good habit to be late.....

.............

After looking at the class schedule, Fuyuki knew that this morning's class was a Western food class.

It also happens to be a theoretical course on French cuisine.

Through the memory of the predecessor,Blowing snow also knows what the previous theoretical explanation courses of the school park were like....

I have to say,The current blowing snow only feels like these theory teachers in the school park are really rubbish.。

Compared with the theoretical knowledge taught by Teacher Peter in the system space,These theoretical lecturers in the Far Moon School Park are really a dimension low....

Of course, even if you feel that the teacher's level is not good, you still have to take this class honestly, otherwise it will not be wonderful to be deducted credits.

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When Blowing Snow came to class, he found that most of the students in the same class had already arrived.

Each student seems to have their own little circle, and before the teacher arrives, they gather around with their friends, chattering excitedly about something...

For the arrival of the blowing snow, these students didn't care at all.

After all, the predecessor's Fuyuki usually has a very low sense of existence.,Poor grades.,And the personality is taciturn.,So I don't have friends with Ben in the same class.。

No one greeted me or gossiped, and the snow fell clean.

He walked straight to his seat, and as soon as he finished arranging his textbooks, Blowing Snow saw the beautiful figure sitting at the back of the classroom by the window.

Nagi sat by the window, one hand gently holding her cheeks.

She seemed to be looking out the window.

The fair and delicate side face, the blonde hair that was blown by the breeze, and her white neck...

Seeing this scene, Blowing Snow's heartbeat accelerated a little.

Nagi Shinaki is really beautiful!

Fuyuki can definitely say that Nagi Managi will definitely not be inferior to Erina in later generations.

So, no matter what, I can't stupidly sit and wait for Nagi to be chased away by others.

Nakamura thistle, you will die of this heart!

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Nagi was admiring the blue sky in the distance, and she didn't notice that Fukiyuki was secretly watching her.

Or rather, she is used to this kind of sneaky gaze from others.

One more or one less, it doesn't matter to her at all!

Soon, the lecturer walked into the classroom with the lesson plan in hand. Nagi Managi then withdrew her thoughts and gaze and returned her attention to the classroom.

Richard, a lecturer at the French Cuisine Research Department of the Far Moon School Park, stepped onto the podium.

He glanced at the audience and greeted the students with a smile.

"It's nice to see you all on a new day!".

"I'm Richard, a lecturer in the French Cuisine Department, and I'm going to be in charge of explaining this French Cooking Theory Course to you today!"

"Before I start class, I'll take a roll call!".

"Nakado Ono".

"Here!".

"Wenchuan Baisha".

"To".

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(It's not the same halberd text, the timeline is longer, I will write something special as much as possible, and many people know the style of my book, warm, in love, and the kind that takes the sweet route, but it's a pity that the baby daughter hasn't been born yet, otherwise it's really a favorite route.) ）