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Zheng Ke scratched his head, "I don't know, now I just want to go as far as possible." ā
"Champion?"
"Do you think it's possible for me?" Zheng Ke asked curiously.
"It's possible without an exchange student, but now, the chances are slim. Xuan Li didn't take into account Zheng Ke's fragile self-esteem and gave an unusually sharp answer.
"Haha, I'm glad I didn't think about it that way. ā
Zheng Ke smiled very reluctantly, if he didn't think about winning the championship, it must be fake. But he also knew that there was still a gap between him and Catherine, but Xuan Li must have felt a little uncomfortable when he spoke so directly.
Xuan Li stood up suddenly, pressed her hands on the coffee table between the two, and stared intently at Zheng Ke's eyes, Zheng Ke lowered her head embarrassedly.
"Sister Xuanli, what are you doing?"
"I'm looking into your eyes. ā
"What's so beautiful about my eyes, how can you look at them are all black eyes?" Zheng Ke was a little frustrated, he still thought that Xuan Li had discovered his inner beauty?
"You don't want to lose. I guess you want to win the championship. Xuan Li went back to the sofa.
"How do you know?" Zheng Ke looked at Xuan Li in astonishment, stumped that she could read minds?
"Cut, sure enough, it's a little brat, just say a few words, and it will be scammed. Xuanli leaned back on the sofa, and the smile on her face had an indescribable insidiousness.
Zheng Ke looked confused, but quickly reacted, and said dissatisfiedly: "Senior sister, how can you be like this? ā
"Get out, get out, get out! These words are useless to me when they say to those little girls. I don't think you're pure. No matter how pure you are, you can compare to my sister?" Xuan Li glared at Zheng Ke.
Zheng Ke wiped the sweat from his forehead, thinking to himself, compared to Xuan Hua, he was as pure as a blank sheet of paper.
"Besides, if I didn't lie to you, would you tell you this?"
"What's the use of saying it? Sister Xuanli, can't you help me win the championship?" Zheng Ke said disheartenedly.
"If you know, why did you come to me?" Xuan Li asked rhetorically.
"I ...... I want to make myself stronger, even if I can't compare to two exchange students, I don't want to lose too badly. Zheng Ke said.
"That's it. However, there is a saying that I can teach you, but how much you can learn depends on your own ability. Of course, I'm also in business, so I can't teach you ...... in vain."
"As long as I can afford the price, Sister Xuanli, you can open it as you like. Zheng Ke suddenly had confidence, he still had one or two million yen in his hand, if the price was not too outrageous, he could still afford it.
"Pay back with your body and your freedom. Xuan Li stretched out her tongue and licked her lips, her expression was unusually charming.
"Huh?" Zheng Ke hurriedly hugged his body and said with some embarrassment, "Sister Xuanli, this taste is too heavy, can you change the conditions?"
"What do you want, silly boy? I'm talking about you coming to work with me during the winter vacation this year. Xuan Li pursed her lips and smiled.
This woman, what a ...... Isn't it just a part-time job?
Zheng Ke retorted in his heart, but Xuan Li stood up, walked to the door, and shouted outside the door: "Master Liu Shang, come over for a moment." ā
A short time later, a male chef about thirty years old walked in.
"Chef, you call me?" the male chef walked into the lounge with a blank face.
Liu Shang is the pasta chef at Chun Fang Yuan, mainly responsible for noodles, from noodles to dumplings to dim sum. All dishes with flour must be approved by him before they can be served. In Chunfangyuan, his qualifications are relatively old.
However, there is not much communication between Zheng Ke and Liu Chang, and the reason is that Liu Chang doesn't like to talk very much, giving people a feeling of rejection thousands of miles away.
"Before next week, you took Zheng Ke to work. Xuan Li pointed at Zheng Ke and said.
āā¦ā¦ Well, I see, Chef. ā
Liu Shang's voice was flat, but Zheng Ke still saw dissatisfaction in his eyes.
Xuanli didn't seem to pay attention to this, nodded, and said to Liu Shang, "You take him from tomorrow." Let's go down first, right?"
When Liu Shang left the lounge, Xuan Li looked at Zheng Ke again, "Master Liu Shang's kung fu in pasta is quite profound, but he is a little withdrawn, so how much you can learn from him depends on your own ability." ā
"I understand that. Zheng Ke nodded.
What kind of cooking he can make in the selection competition depends on this time.
"Making pasta can only make you stand out from the audition, but it can't make you go further. So......" Xuanli turned around and walked to the bookshelf in the corner of the room and took out two books from it.
"This is the recipe for all the dishes in Chunfangyuan, and this is the Chinese cooking recipe I have organized. I'm going to give you a week, and you have to memorize all the dishes in these two books. After a week, if you can't do it, the training camp will be over. Of course, you still have to come to work with me during the winter vacation. ā
Huh?
Zheng Ke's eyes widened as he looked at the two cookbooks on the table, each of which was more than two hundred pages thick, even if one dish per page, there were four or five hundred dishes. On average, I memorize 60 or 70 recipes a day.
How is this possible?
Looking at the sinister smile on Xuan Li's face, Zheng Ke felt despair in his heart.
In addition to the two large cookbooks, Xuanli also provided some convenience for Zheng Ke. For example, at the back of Chunfangyuan, there is a room of less than ten square meters, which was vacated by Xuan Li for Zheng Ke to use as a bedroom, and the right to use the kitchen that was abandoned before was also given to Zheng Ke.
When, August 3rd.
The fall tryouts are less than twenty days away.
There are a total of 164 recipes on Chunfangyuan's recipes, of which there are nearly thirty recipes, earlier, Zheng Ke has already made them in Chunfangyuan, and the rest have more than sixty recipes that are home-cooked dishes, Zheng Ke himself will, and there are only nearly seventy recipes that need to be remembered.
There are a total of 273 recipes in another cooking book, and to Zheng Ke's surprise, most of the recipes he has never seen.
In this way, Zheng Ke needs to memorize more than 300 dishes in a week.
Ah...... Headaches.
Zheng Ke rubbed his forehead, and his limbs felt weak.
Because Liu Shang was on the morning shift, he clocked out after four o'clock. Zheng Ke is also equivalent to getting off work in disguise, he first returned to the small room behind Chunfangyuan alone, and then quickly cleaned up the room.
It took about an hour to clean up the whole room.
The room was small, but there were a lot of things to be there - except for the air conditioning.