Chapter 5 Chocolate Stir-fried Potato Chips

"Bang. ”

Feeling the hot gazes and disdainful expressions of the students around him, Shen Million angrily stomped the kitchen knife in his hand on the board.

I saw the kitchen knife slammed into the board, and at the same time, there was a sound on the board that resounded throughout the practice room.

"Zhao Lang, what do you mean by this. Which eye of yours saw me go to the bar, who gave you the guts to talk nonsense here. ”

looked at Shen Million's red eyes and his slightly trembling shoulders.

Zhao Lang was unmoved, he just held his head high and looked at the other party with disdain.

Wu Da on the side looked at his friend's appearance, and suddenly felt that the other party looked like a righteous little Langjun who was justified all over the world at this moment.

"You say that what Zhao Lang said is true or false. ”

"I don't know, but looking at Zhao Lang's appearance, I think it may be true nine times out of ten. ”

"Also, otherwise, how could Zhao Lang have the courage to lie in front of so many people. ”

"Not necessarily, you didn't see Zhao Lang go to the bathroom just now, it's really not an ordinary mother. ”

No matter how the surrounding students discussed, there was no doubt that the balance was slowly and irreversibly moving closer to Zhao Lang, who was putting on a righteous appearance.

Listening to the whispers of the classmates around him, Shen Wanwan's eyes were even more angry.

He couldn't have imagined that Zhao Lang would give him such a play for some reason.

What he didn't expect was that so many students around him would choose to believe Zhao Lang.

Especially when Shen Wanwan's corner of his eyes saw the contemptuous eyes of some beautiful students projecting at him, he was so angry that he was about to cry.

At this time, Wang Dazhui also discovered the abnormal situation in the practice room, which made him surprised and angry.

"What are you doing, why don't you continue to cut your shredded potatoes, what are you doing here? ”

As he spoke, Wang Dazhui walked over.

Then, he quickly noticed Zhao Lang and Shen Million facing each other in the center of the field.

Without waiting for Wang Dazhui to ask, Shen Million was the first to speak: "Teacher Wang, this bastard Zhao Lang dares to spread rumors in front of so many people, talking about me, talking about me..."

In the end, Shen Million couldn't go on, but there was a faint cry in his voice.

"Cissy. ”

Regarding the other party's appearance, Zhao Lang said disdainfully, not caring at all that his fair comment was heard in the ears of the other party and the people around him.

At this time, Wang Dazhui also learned about the whole thing from the students next to him, and also knew the words that Shen Million didn't say.

looked at Zhao Lang, who looked upright, and then thought of the other party's appearance when he went to the bathroom before, which suddenly made Wang Dazhui angry.

With the kind of character you just had, you're embarrassed to talk about others.

Thinking of this, think about the rich dad standing behind Shen Million and his big hotel that can provide multiple jobs, and the countless air standing behind Zhao Lang.

Wang Dazhui was suddenly furious, pointed at Zhao Lang and scolded: "Zhao Lang, it is precisely because the school pities you that you have no money to pay tuition that it provides you with such a work-study position." You don't work hard, and you dare to insult an outstanding student like Shen Million in public, who gave you such courage. ”

"Excellent, even his sissy can be called excellent. ”

To the surprise of Wang Dazhui and the surrounding students, Zhao Lang was very disdainful of Wang Dazhui's accusations.

"You, you this..."

Wang Dazhui, who was crazy without waiting for breath, was about to say something, but Shen Million was the first to speak: "It's hard to say whether I'm good or not, but I'm definitely better than you." At least your broken knife skills don't want to cut out shredded potatoes like this. ”

While speaking, Shen Million proudly picked up a plate of neatly arranged shredded potatoes as thin as a needle and thread that had been cut on the board in front of him.

Looking at the freshly cut shredded potatoes on the plate that Shen Million was carrying, the surrounding students were secretly admiring.

Wang Dazhui also nodded with satisfaction, and at the same time glanced at Zhao Lang with disdain.

As a teacher, he knows Zhao Lang's sword skills very well.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Lang's performance once again shocked everyone present.

He just glanced at the plate of shredded potatoes casually, and said disdainfully: "Knife skill, knife skill has a fart use." The most important thing for us chefs is to make the food delicious and nutritious. What's the use of how good you cut, you think you're a sculptor. ”

As soon as these words came out, not only did the people around them widen their eyes and express their unacceptability, but Wang Dazhui, the sword teacher who was knocked over by Zhao Lang's words, was even more angry.

If Wang Dazhui's dissatisfaction with Zhao Lang was limited to personal emotional dissatisfaction, then Zhao Lang's words completely hurt Wang Dazhui's interests.

The ancients said well, those who smash people's jobs are like killing their parents.

This is an undying feud.

Sure enough, without waiting for Shen Million and the students around him who couldn't listen to it to refute, Wang Dafang was the first to speak and scolded angrily: "Bastard thing, who told you that your sword skills are useless, have you learned everything you have learned during this time!"

Speaking of this, Wang Dazhu's voice increased a little more: "Don't you know that only when you are proficient in knife skills, the ingredients cut out can be thick and even, and you can cook delicious and delicious dishes." In addition, different cutting methods are required for different raw material textures. In addition, only when you are proficient in knife skills can you make rational use of raw materials and prevent waste. ”

As he spoke, Wang Dazhui angrily raised his hand and pointed at Zhao Lang.

Looking at his flushed face and red eyes, he obviously wanted to swallow Zhao Lang with an indifferent face.

Just when Wang Dazhui was about to continue to say something, Zhao Lang waved his hand at him: "Teacher Wang, what you said is only suitable for these ordinary people. A genius like me, sword skills and anything don't mean anything at all. ”

Without waiting for the many students who listened to his astonishing words to refute, Zhao Lang turned his head to look at Shen Million, who also looked incredulous, and said, "Master Shen Rabbit, it's a fart if you talk too much." If you have the ability, let's compete in cooking skills to see who makes the best food. ”

Listening to the other party's mouthful of a rabbit master, Shen Million's lungs exploded.

He no longer cared about Wang Da Hammer on the side, and said coldly: "Okay, you say, what a comparison." ”

"It's very simple, your knife skills are so good. And the shredded potatoes have already been cut out, so don't waste them. We all used shredded potatoes as the main ingredient, each made a dish, and then let the students taste and evaluate. How, is there a kind. ”

"Hmph, I'm afraid you won't make it. In that case, I'll make the simplest dish of shredded potatoes with green peppers, you. ”

"I, I said that knife skills are to me, so I don't play any shredded potatoes with you. ”

Speaking of this, facing the curious and disdainful eyes of the people around him, Zhao Lang said calmly: "The dish I want to make is called chocolate stir-fried potato chips." ”