Listening to these words, Jia Ming's face stiffened slightly, and he exhaled a little nervously, and said:

"Teacher Wang Xiu, you are not a guest, you are an assessment teacher, and my dish is exactly as you asked, although it is indeed a little burnt, it is a failure, not perfect dish, but it is the most delicious and happiest dish I have ever tasted...... It's a dish I learned from my mom!"

"Oh, what's the name of the dish?"

"Well, it's Breton [fried egg crepes]. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

"Why is it like this?"

The second class Jiaming endured a trace of excitement, Wang Xiu interrogated him carefully, but the previous 16 candidates did not have it, he bet right!

"This is when I was 9 years old, my mom for ......"

"Mom doesn't actually know how to cook, Mom is better at doing business, that day ......"

“…… That's why it's a little scorched, but it's just the right amount of scorch......"

“…… It was the happiest and most delicious food I've ever eaten in my memory. ”

Wang Xiu bowed slightly, picked up a cutlery knife and fork for the first time, cut it, forked a piece of egg pancake, put it in his mouth, and tasted it carefully.

"Fragrant, beautiful, soft and delicious, and a little not too much, not too little, well, it should be said that just the right amount of burnt taste, a very special taste, not an ordinary taste...... A trace of sweet love, with a mother's love for her son, and ...... The attachment of the son to his mother. ”

"It really tastes like happiness. "It's too ordinary, but it's too unusual.

Wang Xiu smiled narrowly: "It seems that you are very clingy to your mother......"

When Ertang Jiaming heard this, his face turned red, he is the kind of person who will cry and find his mother when he is sad, even if he is 15 years old now.

"Well, I enjoyed the taste – Brittany [Mommy's Love Burnt Edition Fried Egg Pizza]. ”

"Qualified, next. ”

The qualification of Jia Ming in the second hall broke the dull atmosphere in the assessment room, and the dozen or so candidates to be tested behind him changed slightly.

The second and third batches of candidates were suddenly stunned, and then they were at a loss.

Suddenly, it was Wang Xiu's real request, but he was at a loss, how to make this kind of dish? To inject heart into it? What the hell? No one has ever taught it!

After that, more than 10 dishes came down, and a total of 30 dishes were all decided in just two minutes.

It's a pity that among the first batch of 30 candidates, only one of them passed the second class Jiaming, and the others didn't make that kind of cooking with a sense of heart and happiness, all of them were very good, none of them were incomplete, all of them were top-grade dishes, but all of them were delicious with ingredients, there was no trace of vitality in them, they were completely ordinary dishes, and there was no aphrodisiac effect.

The culinary characteristics of this world, the pleasure of aphrodisiacs, or happiness, seem to be very common, but that is only in the limited number of dozens of characters in the anime.

However, the real situation is that only 1 in 1,000 chefs can make this kind of dish, and it is the talent and talent to integrate their own hearts into the cuisine and sublimate the flavor of the cuisine.

The fact that Yoshiaki Nikaido was able to make that little bit of happiness in this egg dish is enough to prove that he has the potential to 'drugged' in the dish in the future.

With this kind of potential, how can he not be qualified? Just like the special character in another anime character, Megumi Tasso, who has a gentle and careful heart for the sake of others.

"How can it be such a child's play!! That is obviously a failed dish, and if it fails!! why does he say that it is qualified?"

Erina Nagikiri is already a little angry, as the tongue of the noble gods, she has always eaten perfect or even near-perfect dishes, not to mention failed dishes, even dishes with slight shortcomings, which will be sprayed in her mouth for nothing!

Her tongue of God, her glory, her pride cannot tolerate such things.

"Wait a minute, Teacher Wang Xiu, this is obviously a failed dish, why do you want to say that he is qualified. ”

"Oh, Erina-san, are you questioning me?" Wang Xiu turned his head to look at Erina.

"Not bad. ”

Again, try it yourself. ”

"How could I have eaten such a failed dish!"

"Those who haven't eaten have no right to speak, Erina-san, you should understand this truth. ”

Erina Nagikiri's pride, the nobility of God's tongue, how could she go and eat such a failed dish?!

The situation seemed to be at an impasse, and she snorted and shook her head coldly.

"It's so hateful!Teacher Wang Xiu, even if you are a teacher, you are not allowed to humiliate Erina-sama like this. Nagi's loyal follower, the little secretary Shinto, walked up to Wang Xiu angrily.

"I'll eat, Erina-sama, I'll eat. ”

"Scarlet...... Okay, Scarlet Sand, after eating it, tell me about this failed dish, and tell Mr. Wang Xiu how many shortcomings there are. ”

"Yes!Erina-sama, don't worry. ”

Scarlet Shazi looked like he was on the death row, walked to Jia Ming on the second step of the second hall, picked up a piece of egg pancake and put it in his mouth.

Chewing, swallowing...... Boom, swallowed down his throat.

The second fork picks up another egg pancake, followed by the third and fourth pieces......

At this time, Erina Nagikiri couldn't stand it.

"Scarlet! That failed dish is enough to eat just one bite. ”

"Ah, Erina-sama, I ......"

"Tell him how this failed dish is. ”

"I, I ......" Scarlet Sand hesitated and finally struggled to put down the knife and fork.

Why...... Why...... I think of the smell of my mother...... Why do I want to continue eating, it is obviously a very ordinary egg crepe, and it still has a burnt taste, but this trace of burnt flavor is mixed in it, forming a familiar taste, not Mom's taste, but Dad's...... I...... I...... I still want to eat!

The knife and fork that Scarlet Sand had put down picked it up again, and continued to fork the fifth, sixth, and seventh pieces......

There is no delicate snort of color, no exaggerated moans, only a faint sense of satisfaction that fills the mouth, a warm feeling of being surrounded by love......

Ding ding~

The knife and fork made a clanging sound on the empty plate, and before she knew it, Scarlet Sand had eaten all the egg pancakes, and the corners of her eyes were slightly moist.

"Erina-sama, I'...... I think this dish is okay, it's not bad, Erina-sama, you can also eat a piece of it......"

"Ah, I'm sorry, Erina-sama, I ate it, I finished it. ”

It's a dead date, and Erina Nagikiri's little follower secretary has 'defected'!