The teacher who eats halberds

Hear the talk around you.

The smile on Takmi's face was even greater, his mind and choices were very quick in this group of students!

So, will Teacher Zhang accept him as a disciple?

There was a hint of anticipation in Takmi's eyes.

He looked at Zhang Xu blankly.

Zhang Xu gently cut it with a knife and fork, and a small piece of the fork was sent to his mouth.

Takmi was a little impressed, there were many customers from his restaurant, such as children of Zhang Xu's age, most of whom didn't even need knives and forks, and it was a blessing that the food on that plate didn't fly to other people's faces.

However, Zhang Xu's posture is very standard, not to mention compared with his peers, it is much more elegant than most adults - this is still in an Italian restaurant.

01 In fact, Zhang Xu has been in the system kitchen for a long time, and he will subconsciously be impressed, how to eat, how to use, and how to sit has been completely memorized in the muscles.

With a tap of the tip of your tongue, your mind begins to interpret the recipe of this dish.

"Heat the olive oil in a hot pan a little. "

Then put the asparagus, then the shrimp, and finally pour in the egg batter, cover and simmer for a short time. "

"The asparagus, which is not easy to cook, is charred on the outside and tender on the inside, and when you bite into it, the fragrant juice flows out. "

"The shrimp are also just right, Q bomb, and the egg cake is just soft. "

"Qualified!"

Just after saying that.

Takmi stood in front of Zhang Xu for a long time.

Zhang Xu was stunned, "What's the matter?"

When Takmi heard this, he had just waited for a long time and did not wait for anything else.

He clenched his fists, he wanted more than just the approval of the dish!

I also want Zhang Xu's recognition of him as a person and his talent!

"Looks like I'm still not enough!"

After Isami got a qualified answer, he hurried Kemi.

He understands his brother's thoughts.

It's ridiculous to say that a teenager, a well-known local cooking genius, wants to be recognized by an eight- or nine-year-old child.

However, Isami knows how much Zhang Xu has!

And why didn't he have such a thought?

Isami glanced back at Kohei Soma, is this red hair really so powerful?

Right under his gaze.

Kohei Soma walked up with the food and opened it, it was a fried noodles!

Isami opened his eyes, and the fried noodles stood out in a queue because everyone else was mostly pancakes or something.

Even he and his brother avoided that request, but they took out bread!

Because if you want to make noodles, you have to go through the noodles, and you have to go through the requirement that "you can't add water to the noodles"!

"Wouldn't it? Someone actually brought out a noodle?"

"I think he secretly added water! How could it be? How could he make noodles from a small restaurant worker who didn't know anything!"

"The way to replace water with egg white is blocked, how can you make noodles? "

Zhang Xu'an was quiet, and there was no surprise on his face.

Kohei Soma's vision is very low, and he doesn't know a lot of what he should know, but he has a strong ability to adapt to situations, and he can use his experience and rich imagination to help in the restaurant in his hometown.

This is a creative talent that is evaluated as "SSS"!

Kohei Sojin pulled his headscarf, but the hippie smile had a hint of confidence, "I don't know if Teacher 210 can eat the process and ingredients of this dish?"

Misaku also looked straight over.

Zhang Xu picked up the noodles and put them in his mouth and chewed them carefully.

“...... I see. "

"You used potatoes?"

Kohei Chuangzhen laughed and touched his head, "Sure enough, I can't hide it from the teacher! But does the teacher know how to do it?"

The simple exchange between the two fell into the crowd and caused a storm.

"Wait, how can potatoes make noodles?"

"I don't see there are potatoes on that plate, just noodles and red and green peppers, and it seems that there are onions?"

"yes, where are the potatoes!"

Zhang Xu's tongue still has the aftertaste of potatoes.

His mind kept thinking, rejecting one plan after another.

Soon, Zhang Xu smiled lightly: "I know." "_

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