"Damn, how the hell does this fried rice shine. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Looking at the time, it was almost time for class to end, and Miyoko Hojo felt a little depressed.

As the daughter of the head chef of the 50-year-old Chinese restaurant "Hojo Building" on the horizontal version of Chinatown, Miyoko Hojo is a standard second-generation chef, she has been learning Chinese cuisine with her father since she was a child, and she has learned all of her father's cooking skills in her teens, and even has faint signs of surpassing her father's cooking skills.

It's just that Chinatown is influenced by the culture of that ancient country, and people's thoughts are a bit old-fashioned when they sound good, and patriarchal in their worst words.

Obviously, she has skills that are not inferior to her father, but Miyoko Hojo rarely has the opportunity to enter the kitchen of the hotel, and even if she does, she will be blocked by people for various reasons.

At first, Miyoko Hojo didn't think much about it, and it wasn't until an accident that she learned the truth.

"Hmph, even if she's the daughter of Chef Hojo, I'll never hand over the kitchen to a woman. ”

"It's just ......"

On that occasion, Miyoko Hojo overheard a secret conversation between several of her father's veteran chefs, and she realized why she couldn't enter the kitchen.

In this regard, Miyoko Hojo was very angry.

Because she grew up in Chinatown since she was a child, Miyoko Hojo has a lot of culture in that ancient country, although she herself likes Chinese culture, but she does not agree with some of the feudal ideas, such as patriarchy.

Why are women inferior to men?

Miyoko Hojo expressed dissatisfaction, and even in Huaxia, there are women who don't let their eyebrows go, and there are also heroes among women such as Mulan, why don't you let me into the kitchen just because I'm a girl?

Therefore, Hojo Miyoko taught the three chefs who were plotting behind her a hard lesson with cooking, in the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies are jokes, looking at the incredible look of the three middle-aged chefs after tasting her cuisine, she was happy but also a little helpless.

Even if the winning strength forcibly defeats them, this can't change the minds of the people on this street, even if they don't say it on the surface, but they still don't really agree with themselves in their hearts.

Therefore, Miyoko Hojo urgently needs prestige, as long as she has high enough prestige, then even if she is a girl, she can really gain a foothold in this Chinatown.

And in the eleventh district, the most prestigious throne among the young generation of chefs is the Ten Masters of the Far Moon, so Miyoko Hojo left her hometown and came to the Far Moon to study, and her goal is to be the first of the Ten Masters of the Far Moon.

It's just that after coming to the far moon, Miyoko Hojo found that this far moon was far more complicated than she imagined.

In Yuanyue, the status of the Ten Masters of Yuanyue can basically be said to be supreme, and the decisions passed by the Ten Masters Council cannot even be refuted by the principal, so such a big man will naturally not be accessible to her as an ordinary student.

And although she has worked hard to inquire, there is not much news about the Ten Masters that Hojo Miyoko has gotten, and she doesn't even know the strength level of the Ten Heroes, which can't help but make her a little frustrated.

But fortunately, this residential training allowed her to see the opportunity, after all, several lecturers are the top ten masters of Yuanyue, if you have the opportunity to see the skills of the lecturers, you can guess the strength of the ten masters.

It's just that on the first day of the camp, Miyoko Hojo was very unlucky not to meet any of the Ten Masters mentors.

And today, after learning that the instructor of the Chinese cuisine class has changed, Miyoko Hojo originally thought that the opportunity had come, but unfortunately, it was not the ten masters who came in expectation, but a young lecturer who had never heard of it.

Of course, from the very beginning, Miyoko Hojo didn't bother to glance at the young lecturer, and her full attention was focused on Erina Nagikiri.

For the identity of Erina Nagikiri, the eldest lady of the far moon, Miyoko Hojo doesn't care very much, and as a girl, she doesn't care about Erina Nagikiri's beauty, she cares about the tenth seat of the ten masters of the far moon.

"Well, although it's only the last of the top ten, if you can see her make a move, you can guess the level of the top ten. ”

Miyoko Hojo thought so.

It's just that when the new lecturer who was ignored by her spoke, Miyoko Hojo noticed him, and then the egg fried rice that glowed brightly shocked Miyoko Hojo very much.

After all, she runs a Chinese restaurant, and Miyoko Hojo has a deep understanding of Chinese cuisine, so she naturally knows that the seemingly simple dish of egg fried rice is not easy, so she knew from the question that this new lecturer was not ordinary, but she never thought that the dishes made by this lecturer would shine.

But where did she seem to have seen it, Miyoko Hojo thought, and then it took her a long time to remember where she had seen it.

There is an ancient book in my father's study, which mentions that in the golden age of Chinese cuisine more than 100 years ago, there was a legendary chef who could be called the god of cooking in the world, and according to the book, the symbol of the legendary chef seems to be glowing cuisine.

When she first saw that ancient book, Miyoko Hojo only thought it was an exaggeration in the book, after all, how could the cuisine shine.

But now, Miyoko Hojo's three views were smashed by a slap.

The egg fried rice made by this instructor really shines.

When Miyoko Hojo finally woke up from the extreme shock, she was a little excited, since cooking can really shine, if she can also learn to shine cooking, then wouldn't it be a problem to win the throne of the Ten Masterpieces.

It's just that, according to the appearance of the new lecturer, Miyoko Hojo really made several plates of egg fried rice, and I have to say that it has made a lot of progress compared to the egg fried rice she made before, but why doesn't it shine?

"Alas, failed again. ”

Once again, I fried a plate of egg fried rice, but unfortunately this fried rice only had oil on it, and it was useless to have a little golden light. 1 And on the table in front of her, there were already several plates of fried rice like this.

However, the end of class was approaching, and Miyoko Hojo had no choice but to give up, and she picked up the fried rice she had just made and walked on stage.

"Lecturer, I'm done. ”

Putting down her fried rice, Miyoko Hojo looks forward to a rating of how her cooking will be by the mysterious new lecturer.

"Hey, it's you?"

I saw that the new lecturer raised his head, glanced at her, and then said with some surprise.

"Well, doesn't the lecturer know me? ”

Miyoko Hojo was a little surprised.