"The eleventh Learner, Natsuki Sumoto!"

At the entrance of the main hall, the ice-faced witch cast an indifferent gaze. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"It's my turn! It's my turn!"

As if he had been pardoned, Natsuki immediately got up and ran into the main hall with a puff of smoke.

Hum.

Asami Kamijo took back her phone, knelt on her cushion, and swept her eyes over Xia Yu, who was calm from beginning to end, and praised it in her heart.

"Xia Yujun, there is no need to be discouraged this time when you are ranked lower. Asami Kamijo restrained her anger and was kind to him.

"As for me, I have attended at least ten seminars in the past few years, and I have accumulated enough to have enough self-confidence this time. And you are still very young, if you can pass the exam before the age of twenty, you are already a rare young Grand Chef. ”

She accentuated the word "young".

"In this seminar, you and Natsuki are the youngest, and the others, such as me, are not thirty years old or older. ”

Asami Kamijo didn't care about such a trivial matter as exposing her age.,It's a very hearty and atmospheric woman.。

"Thank you. ”

Xia Yu could hear it, this was a heartfelt statement.

"However, I don't want to wait until I'm twenty years old, I want to 'pass' this time!" he said.

Blink.

Asami Kamijo was stunned, shook her head and said, "You'll know when you go in." Granny Chiyo, who is a connoisseur of perfection, can eat any flaws in your food and point them out one by one. ”

"It has long been rumored in the neon food world that Chiyo's mother-in-law actually has a 'tongue of God', but some people say that it is 'super smell', 'super touch' or 'super hearing' These talents, who knows the real situation?"

Asami Kamijo spreads out her hands.

"It is said that the chefs of the 'Lin' who are above the special level often come to the shrine to ask for the guidance of Granny Chiyo. Asami Uejo threw out a bombshell message.

Chef Lin is very respectful to the owner of the shrine?

Xia Yu immediately began to reverie.

There was a lot of discussion in the courtyard.

Natsuki and Natsuha were the youngest trainees, so they received a lot of attention.

"That person is so young!" Kohei Soma pointed to Natsuki Semoto's back, "Although he is an adult, he must be younger than Chef Sinomiya and Chef Qian!"

Erina Nagikiri was also deeply shocked.

Such a young trainee?

However, when her eyes swept to Xia Yu, who was sitting still, she suddenly couldn't cry or laugh.

Hey, hey, there's a high school student here!

"Natsuki Semoto, 22 years old, from Shirinji Temple!" This time, Ryoko Lina took the initiative to explain, "He is a junior disciple brought up by Instructor Aoki, and he is deeply valued by the senior management of Shilin Temple!"

"It turned out to be a disciple of Shilin Temple!" said Erina.

Unlike Yuanyue, which is full of peaches and plums, Shilin Temple does not openly recruit disciples from the society at all, and no one knows their standards for accepting disciples so far.

In short, each generation of protégés of Shirinji Temple is very rare, the previous generation, that is, the generation of Aoki Sota, there are only three people, and this generation is said to be five people, and the other four have not yet appeared, very mysterious.

Even the trainees were talking about Natsuki Sumoto.

"Will my mother-in-law give a high score for his kind of cooking?"

Korean chef Park Se-hyung has a bitter face, as if he has eaten the stuffiness of 'dark cuisine'.

"The cooking skills are qualified. ”

"I can see if my mother-in-law can accept it. ”

Shinji Takei said in a deep voice.

"In previous seminars, have there been any trainees who have been given low marks for 'innovation'?" said Hase, opening his eyes.

Innovation?

Xia Yu listened to it funny, what kind of innovation, it is clearly wonderful!

A strange person, with a strange cooking style. It's a pity that such a talent doesn't go to the dark culinary world and set off a bloody storm.

……

Inside the dark temple.

An old woman dressed in a shrine maiden costume sits under the tablet of the ancestors of Chiyo Shrine, and there are two lanterns hanging in the room, and there are no modern lamps, and the light is dim.

"Mother-in-law!"

Natsuki Semoto, respectfully, placed the ingredient box on the small table in front of the old woman and opened the lid.

In an instant, a unique food flavor permeated.

The old woman's almost bald eyebrows moved imperceptibly, "The main ingredients are fish and eggs?"

Her cloudy eyes showed a hint of clarity, and she fixed her eyes on the unsatisfactory 'Norwegian Herring Oil Crispy' in the food box, and after a few seconds, she looked up at Natsuki Shimoto.

"Very interesting......

Granny Chiyo's voice was far away, as if it came from the sky.

With a sharp knife, Natsuki slices the pizza-like dough into small pieces and sandwiches a crispy cookie into a small white plate.

The ice-faced witch took the small dish and gently handed it to the old woman.

Under the gaze of Natsuki Kashimoto, Chiyo's mother-in-law held a shiny fork steadily, stabbed the dough, and slowly took a bite.

"Huh?!"

The wrinkled face immediately glowed a little red.

The old woman continued to eat, her appetite was very good, obviously she was chewing slowly, but the dough on the fork was decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Seeing this, Natsuki felt strange in his heart.

In the past few days, he has continued to improve the 'Norwegian Herring Crispy Pastry', which is mixed with special spicy spices and eggs when mixing the noodles, and it stands to reason that the taste is very explosive, but the old woman's reaction to his cooking is only a slight glow on her face.

"It shouldn't be!"

Natsuki muttered in his heart, "Why is the reaction of the tasters so flat for the 'explosive' dish?"

The temple was silent.

After a while, the old woman said slowly: "Your cooking is very good, at least at your age, it is really rare, I will give you a 75-point evaluation!"

"Ah, 75?"

Natsuki looked disappointed.

It's too low.

His current third-ranked score is 80 points, and his cooking score of 75 points is definitely at the upper middle level among the 12 trainees, and he is not at the bottom.

But Natsuki Semoto came in pursuit of 'qualification'. He was very dissatisfied!

"Mother-in-law......" Natsuki Semoto's lips moved, "can you tell me why?"

As soon as he spoke, he felt that the old woman's eyes, which seemed to be able to perceive people's hearts, fell on him.

"Fish!"

The old woman said quietly: "Herring, it is the best match for your dish, but your treatment of herring is far from enough, the taste of herring has not yet melted into the cuisine, so when you try to eat, you have to tear off a piece of fish meat and eat it together, so as to have that 'explosive' taste!"

The whole person was shocked.

One word broke through the trouble he had been feeling for days.

Natsuki said in a sullen voice, "But, what else can you do with the herring?"

"Smoked herring, it's just suitable, not the best or perfect!" At this moment, Natsuki felt a strange smile in the old man's eyes, "What do you think of the canned herring?"

"Don't—"

Hearing the name of the terrible biochemical food, Natsuki Semoto's face turned green, and he waved his hand and said, "I tried it too, but I smell that smell...... I can't focus on cooking!"

"Go ahead and try it. ”

"Elsewhere, there's not much to say, and I'm looking forward to your next time serving me a real 'explosive' dish!"

With that, Chiyo's mother-in-law closed her eyes, as if she had fallen asleep, and her breathing was weak and she couldn't hear it.

Natsuki had no choice but to leave with the ice-faced witch.

"It's out!"

The moment I stepped out of the threshold of the main hall, the sound of discussion poured into my ears. Natsuki put his hands in his trouser pockets, hung up, and returned to his cushion to sit down on his knees.

"Cut, I've become cannon fodder too. ”

Natsuki slanted a glance at Xia Yu, and said with the gaze of cannon fodder: "It's your turn!

Xia Yu got up and cast his eyes at the notice board, and when he saw the witch hanging up the sign of Natsuki in his shirt, he read the score of "seventy-five" in his heart and nodded silently.

The moment he got up, the courtyard was silent, and countless eyes fell on him. (To be continued.) )