"Since you say so, let him sit down over there, but say it beforehand, there is no second bowl!"

Mo Yu sighed helplessly, and slammed a bowl of chicken soup in front of Yin Xin. Looking at the bowl of shredded chicken grits soup in front of him, Yin Xin couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva-

A touch of emerald green onions sprinkled on the surface, a piece of egg blossom that has been delicately washed into a dense starry sky, and a little sesame oil floats on the surface of the soup. With a slight stirring of the spoon, the chicken shreds of uniform thickness instantly rush to the surface, and once you drink this grit soup full of calories, I am afraid that the whole person will instantly feel refreshed!

"Delicious!"

Sure enough, when Yin Xin drank the first sip of soup, he couldn't control his throat. Warm egg drops, fresh chicken, crispy ham, like a sweet spring poured into the stomach, and slowly into the limbs, the original cold internal organs also instantly became active, all the sleepiness was swept away, and the kitten also tasted a touch of soup splashed on the table, and the next moment, began to dip the soup on the table and write hard:

"You remember, through my tasting, the base of this bowl of grits soup is probably made of wheat flakes, shiitake mushrooms, ham, grass ginseng, and shredded black-bone chicken...... A total of nine ingredients are cooked. As for the method, it should be simmered in the base soup, and then directly into the fresh egg juice at the bottom of the bowl, using the ultra-high oil temperature to instantly heat the egg flowers to lock in the umami in it. And ......"

Just as Yin Xin was engrossed in quickly memorizing every word in his mind, Mo Yu suddenly walked over with a steaming basket of mutton buns, and frowned:

"This cat is your pet? What does it write on the table with the soup dipped in it? ”

"Nothing! It's nothing! My cat just likes to scribble, sorry, I'm going to wipe it off! ”

Afraid that Mo Yu would find out that she was stealing her skills, Yin Xin hurriedly wiped off the soup and pretended to be casual......

At this moment, the girl sitting in the corner spoke slowly:

"Senior Sister Mo Yu's major direction lies in Chinese breakfast. Among the chefs in the entire Penglai Pavilion, Senior Sister Mo Yu's level of making breakfast is also first-class, and this bowl of soup is her specialty. ”

"In this way, I really admire it, presumably Senior Sister Mo Yu's secret recipe must be very precious!" Yin Xin smiled awkwardly.

"Hmph, of course, it's a precious secret recipe I've come up with through trial and error, and I'm not going to tell anyone." Mo Yu said proudly.

Yin Xin also shook his head and smiled, but said in his heart:

"I still need you to tell me, I've already learned your secret recipe......"

The mysterious girl glanced at Yin Xin, smiled slightly, grabbed the axe beside her, and staggered towards the door. Seeing the girl leave, Yin Xin frowned and asked:

"Senior sister, who is she? Why...... Would you hold such a big axe? ”

Mo Yu stopped what he was doing, slowly turned his head, and said in a cold voice:

"Her name is Ji Ying'er, she is the principal of Penglai Pavilion, and Ji Wenqi's daughter."

"Headmaster?" Yin Xin raised her eyebrows.

"That's all you need to know. Ying'er's personality is rather eccentric, I suggest you don't provoke her, otherwise, you will die without a place to bury......" Mo Yu warned.

"Okay, well, I will never provoke her." Yin Xin, who was taken aback by Mo Yu's serious expression and tone, hurriedly nodded.

Thinking about this strange girl all the way, Yin Xin frowned, and opened the door of the classroom while pondering, but as soon as he opened the door, he saw half of the burning cigar smashing straight into his face.

“！”

At the last moment, Yin Xin once again showed the amazing hand speed of a chef who has been practicing since he was a child, and grabbed the cigar with a quick hand, which avoided the doom of being thrown directly into his face by the hot cigarette butt.

"Yo, I'm so sorry, it's my cousin. Did you almost burn your handsome face? As compensation, this cigarette butt will be given to you to smoke, this is a special cigar, only a few people in the family are qualified to smoke, with your identity, probably you will not be able to enjoy it for a lifetime, you should have been greedy for a long time, right? Get you hooked today and celebrate your enrollment! ”

A young man's lazy voice came into Yin Xin's ears, followed by a burst of echoed laughter. Hearing this, Yin Xin frowned slightly, and saw Yin Liang sitting in the back row of the classroom, boredom holding a book and shaking his legs, looking like he had been waiting for a long time.

Yin Xin glanced at the cigarette butt that was still burning in his hand, and smiled slightly:

"My cousin is so polite, but according to the operating rules, the chef is not allowed to smoke in the kitchen. So I haven't developed the habit of smoking since I was a child, and it's better for you to enjoy this cigar yourself! ”

Before the words fell, Yin Xin had already flicked his fingers, and the burning half of the cigar drew an arc in the air, and smashed it into Yin Liang's face with great precision, but Yin Xin made a slight mistake, he wanted to smash the cigar on Yin Liang's face, but his strength was slightly insufficient, so the burning cigar did not hit Yin Liang's face, but fell into Yin Liang's neckline......

"Scald, hot, hot!"

Yin Liang instantly jumped up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, dancing like an electric shock, and finally shook the half of the cigar that was still burning out from under his clothes. The frightened Yin Liang angrily pointed at Yin Xin and roared:

"Bastard thing, you're looking for death!"

"Okay, okay, shout what! It's already class, so go back to your seats and sit down! ”

Suddenly, a majestic voice sounded behind the two of them. Yin Xin shrugged his shoulders and found a seat to sit down, Yin Liang also glanced at Yin Xin fiercely, and sat down in a position far away from Yin Xin.

It was a lecturer who was responsible for explaining nutritional balance, Zhang Zhong, who made Yin Xin and Yin Liang sit down. After Zhang Zhong stood still on the podium, he cleared his throat and said:

"Dear students, from today onwards, I am the counselor of your new students, responsible for managing your study and life, and at the same time, I am also a lecturer in the subject of nutrition. As we all know, Penglai Pavilion is the best chef school in China, bringing together the country's most experienced chefs, the best experts, the most advanced equipment and theories, the purpose is to cultivate more outstanding young chefs, and add a strong touch to Chinese cuisine. When you graduate, you will be entrusted with important responsibilities by various hotels, catering companies, and even you will have your own restaurant, company ......"

Just as Zhang Zhong was enthusiastically planning the future for the students on the podium, a ball of paper suddenly fell in front of Yin Xin. Yin Xin raised his eyebrows and opened the paper ball, the handwriting on it was left by Yin Liang:

"Yin Xin, we'll see you on the rooftop deck after class, there's a gift for you!"

Yin Xin sneered again, crumbled the note into a ball again, and threw it into the trash.

Soon, the time of a class ended in Zhang Zhong's enthusiastic speech, Zhang Zhong picked up the book and walked out of the classroom, Yin Liang also glanced at Yin Xin, walked out of the classroom first, and went to wait on the rooftop.

However, Yin Xin didn't seem to have seen the note, and took out the textbook and began to study it as if no one was around. The twenty-minute recess passed quickly, and the bell for the second class rang quickly, and Yin Xin was still sitting upright looking at the books in his hands......

"Yin Xin!!"

With a burst of earth-shattering footsteps in the corridor, the classroom door was kicked open from the outside, and then, Yin Liang rushed from outside the classroom to Yin Xin's front and roared:

"Yin Xin, you coward!! Didn't Lao Tzu tell you to go to the rooftop after class! ”

"I have to do whatever you want me to do, and I'm not your father." Yin Xin put down the book and said calmly.

"Mixed ...... Egg! How dare you play such a trick on me! ”

The furious Yin Liang's fists clenched and gurgled, and he could hardly suppress the need to beat Yin Xin on the spot......

"You still need me to play tricks on your IQ, go home and wait for you to die, your idiocy is an incurable disease in the world, and it can't be cured." Yin Xin said expressionlessly.

"What did you say!?"

"Alright, class! Students, this class is a practical class, please pack your toolboxes and textbooks, and follow me to the kitchen classroom for practical training! ”

Just as the war between the two was about to break out, a middle-aged man in a Western-style chef's uniform happened to walk into the classroom and announced that the class would be held in the kitchen classroom.

"You kid wait for me, wait!"

Yin Liang, who didn't dare to come in front of the teacher, had to grit his teeth again with hatred, and then angrily returned to his seat and began to pack his things. Yin Xin still had an indifferent expression, moved his gaze back to the textbook in front of him, and said to himself:

"Neurotic......"

(New book for recommendation tickets!) ）