Chapter 223: : Cannon fodder shirt

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"Eleventh trainer, Xia Ben Xia Shu!"
At the entrance of the main hall, the ice cube face witch casts an indifferent look.
"It's me! It's me!"
Xia Ben Xia Shuru was forgiven, immediately climbed up, and ran into the main hall.
Humph.
Asami Mami withdrew her cell phone, knelt down on her mat, gazed at Xia Yu, who was calm all the way through, and praised her.
"Xia Yujun, you don't have to be discouraged when you qualify later." Asami Mami condensed her anger and looked at him and Yan Yue.
"For me, I have participated in at least ten seminars in the past few years. I have accumulated enough, and this time I have enough self-confidence. And you are still very young. If you can pass the assessment before the age of twenty, it is already rare. Young premium chef."
She emphasized the word "young".
"This training class belongs to you and Shan Xiashu's youngest. Others, such as me, are not up to 30 years old."
Ujo Mami did not care about exposing her age as a trivial matter. She was a hearty woman.
"Thank you."
Xia Yu can hear it, this is heartfelt.
"However, I don't want to wait until I'm 20 years old, this time I want to'pass'!" he said sharply.
Blink.
Asami Asami was shocked and shook her head. "You will know when you come in. Chiyo's mother-in-law is a taster who pursues perfection. As long as there is a flaw in your cooking, she can eat it out and point out one by one. "
"There have been rumors in the neon gastronomy industry that Chiyo mother-in-law actually has ‘God’s Tongue’, but some people say that they are talents such as ‘ultra-smelling,’ ‘ultra-tactile,’ or ‘ultra-hearing’. Who knows the real situation?

The last Mami spread his hands.
"It's said that it's just that chefs above the special grade "Lin" often come to the shrine to ask for advice from Chiyo's mother-in-law." Asami Asami threw a heavy message.
Chef Lin is respectful to the owner of the shrine?
Xia Yu immediately began to reverie.
There was a lot of talk in the courtyard.
Xiamoto Xiashu and Xia Yu are the youngest trainees, so they have received extensive attention.
"That man is so young!" Xing Ping Chong really pointed to the back of Shimamoto Xiashu. "Although he is an adult, he must be younger than the chefs and chefs in the fourth house!"
Azumi Rina was also deeply shocked.
Such a young trainer?
However, when she glanced at Xia Yu, who was sitting still, she burst into tears and laughter.
Hey, there is a high school student here!
"Shiatsumoto Xiashu, 22 years old, comes from Shilin Temple!" This time, Ryoko Rina volunteered to explain, "He is a younger brother brought by Aoki Lecturer, and is highly valued by the senior leaders of Shilin Temple!"
"It turned out to be a disciple of Shilin Temple!" Erina suddenly realized.
Unlike Yuanyue Taoli Mantian, Shilin Temple does not openly recruit disciples to the public, and no one knows their standard of admission.
In short, every generation of students at Shilin Temple is very rare. The previous generation, the Aoki Sect's generation, had only three people. This generation is said to have five people, and the other four people have not yet appeared. It is very mysterious.
Even the trainers are whispering and talking about the summer shirt.
"Will his mother-in-law give a high score for his kind of cuisine?"
South Korean chef Park Shih-heng has a bitter face, as if he has eaten the frustration of Takamoto's "dark dishes".
"Cooking is qualified."
"Can mother-in-law accept it."
Shini Takei said in a deep voice.
"Are there any trainees who have been given low marks for "innovation" in previous training courses?" Ichiro Hase said slowly, opening his eyes.
Innovation?
Xia Yu listened funny, what innovation is clearly wonderful!
A person with a wonderful flower, catching up with the wonderful cooking style. It is a pity that such a talent would not go to the dark cooking world to set off a storm.
...
In the dark palace.
An old lady wearing a witch costume sits under the sign of the predecessors of the Chiyoji Shrine. There are two lanterns hanging in the room. There is no modern lamp, and the light is dim.
"Mother-in-law!"
Xiamoto Xiashu respectfully placed the ingredient box on the small table in front of the old lady and opened the lid.
Suddenly, a unique food taste came out.
The old woman's almost bald eyebrows moved slightly, "The main ingredients are fish and eggs?"
Her turbid eyes showed a trace of clarity, fixed her eyes on the ‘Norwegian Herring Crispy Pie’, which was not well-sold in the food box, and looked up at this summer tree a few seconds later.
"Interesting……"
Chiyo's mother-in-law has a long voice, like it came from the horizon.
Xiamoto Xiashu's eyes were bright, and he moved with ease, using a sharp knife to cut the pizza-like pastry into small pieces, and sandwiched a shortbread into a prepared white plate.
The ice cube face witch took the small dish and delivered it gently to the old lady.
Under the watchful eyes of Shigeru Natsuki, Chiyo's mother-in-law held a shiny fork firmly, pierced the cake, and took a bite.
"Ok?!"
The wrinkled face immediately glowed a little red.
The old lady continued to eat, her appetite was very good, and she clearly chewed slowly, but the bread on the fork decreased at a rate that was visible to the naked eye.
Seeing this, Shan Xiashu felt strange in his heart.
In the past few days, he continued to improve the "Norwegian Herring Crispy Noodles". When making noodles, he mixed them with special spicy spices and eggs. It is reasonable to say that the taste is very explosive, but the old lady’s response to his cooking is only his face. Slightly shining.
"It shouldn't be!"
Xiamoto Xiashu murmured in his heart, "Why do the "explosion" cuisines taste so dull?"
Silence in the hall.
After a while, the old lady slowly said: "Your food is excellent, at least at your age, it is really rare, I give you a 75-point evaluation!"
"Ah, 75?"
Xia Ben Xia Shu looked disappointed.
too low.
Today, the third-ranked score is 80 points, and his 75-point cuisine is definitely of the upper middle level among the 12 trainees, and it is not at the bottom.
But Xiaben Xiashu came from pursuing ‘qualification’. He was very dissatisfied!
"Mother-in-law..." Shan Xiashu's lips twitched, "Can you tell me why?"
As soon as he opened his mouth, he felt that the old lady's eyes, which seemed to be insightful, fell on him.
"fish!"
The old lady said quietly: "Herring is the best match for your dish, but your handling of herring is far from enough. The taste of herring has not yet been melted into the dish, so when you try to eat it, you must tear off a piece. Fish and meat are mixed to have the "explosion" taste!"
The whole person was shocked.
In just a few words, he broke the point where he felt troubled for a few days.
Xiaben Xiashu said dumbly: "How can she handle herring?"
"Smoked herring, just suitable, not the best or perfect!" At this moment, Xia Benxia felt a strange smile in the old man's eyes, "What do you think of canned herring?"
"Please do not--"
Hearing the name of the terrible biochemical food, Xia Ben Xia Shu's face was green, and waved her hand: "I have tried it, but smell the taste... I can't concentrate on cooking!"
"Try it."
"Other places ~ EbookFREE.me ~ there is nothing to say, I look forward to the next time you give me a real "explosion" cuisine!"
After all, Chiyo's mother-in-law closed her eyes as if she had slept in the past, and her breathing was weak and unheard.
Xiaben Xiashu had no choice but to leave with the ice face witch.
"Out!"
As soon as he crossed the threshold of the main hall, the voice of discussion poured into his ears. Xiaben Xiashu put his hands in his trouser pockets, hanging out, and returned to his cushion to kneel down.
"Cut, I also became a cannon fodder."
Xia Ben Xia Shu glanced at Xia Yu, looking at the cannon fodder: "It's your turn! Come on!"
As Xia Yu got up, she glanced at the notice board. When she saw that the witch had hung up the shirt Xia Shu's sign, she read out the score of "75" and nodded silently.
When he got up, the courtyard was quiet, and countless lights fell behind him. (To be continued.) Mobile phone users, please browse for a better reading experience.