Chapter 41 Ball Skills Competition

Building B, Cooking Department, night, bright moon hanging high in the sky.

Zheng Shuanglong, who was gently cutting the white radish with a kitchen knife, looked at the neat but not thin white radish slices, and said a little helplessly: "Sure enough, after a month of practice, it is completely impossible to cut out the moon halo!" My own knife work is not good at all. Compared to those robot-like NPCs in the big cafeteria, it's a strong idea. Others, knife work, heat, oil temperature, oil, wok, thickening, sauce, hot dish making, cold dish preparation...... These are completely inadequate. ”

Looking at the white radish slices that could not see the bright moon through the light at all, Zheng Shuanglong put down the kitchen knife in his hand with a little disappointment.

"Except for a mapo tofu, the other dishes can't be compared to those NPCs at all, and they can't be put on the table at all, which is really bad."

"I didn't want to be a good chef, but I made up my mind to bring the best dishes to the table of Xiao Kana, and now I can't even compare to NPCs, which is a big blow. This is true even if these NPCs have reached the level of a high-level chef. ”

"A little lost!"

Shaking his head slightly, shaking off the trace of loss in his heart, Zheng Shuanglong picked up the silver kitchen knife again and began the practice of knife work.

"Well, take your time, there will always be a way, if you really can't do it, go to hell training, let yourself get used to the feeling of holding a kitchen knife in your hand, in this way, I think you can get a significant improvement in knife skills. Knife work is the foundation of a chef. ”

"Chinese cuisine has a long history, slipping, stewing, burning, steaming, frying, crispy, stewing, grilling, stewing, stir-frying, casserole, drawing silk...... A lot of skills, and some to learn. ”

Then, for two weeks, Zheng Shuanglong was basically spent in the cooking room, conducting terrifying training. Hellish craft learning.

Two weeks later, Zheng Shuanglong deeply understood how difficult it is to become a good chef. It is not easy to make a dish that is both color, aroma, taste, shape, quality, and nourishment.

Three minutes on stage, ten years of work off the stage, this is not a joke, just knife work, Zheng Shuanglong knows how difficult it is, behind that dish of food, there are countless exercises, it is hard learning. It's really not easy.

However, Zheng Shuanglong, who survived these two weeks of hellish study, was finally able to make mapo tofu that was no less than that made by NPCs in the big cafeteria, and as for other dishes, it was far from enough.

The Senior Chef certificate is no joke. This is a nationally recognized certificate second only to technicians and senior technicians.

Zheng Shuanglong wants to reach this level, but it is not only something that can be achieved after a few hell trainings, but it takes years of continuous practice and accumulation to be able to break out of the cocoon and become a butterfly.

However, no matter what, Zheng Shuanglong still walked out of the cooking room, after all, the academy's ball skills competition was coming.

This is a big thing, as a member of the student union, it's not good to show in this ball competition, how to say the past.

Although until now, Zheng Shuanglong has not even played a baseball game.

Hawkers, it doesn't matter, Zheng Shuanglong is not going to participate in the ball competition, but to use the busy time of the ball game to do something.

Zheng Shuanglong believes that even if they lose many, many companions, the SSS team will not let go of this ball competition, and they will definitely go out.

At the time when the SSS group was dispatched, Shiina, who had been hanging behind him and watching him, was busy with the actual football competition, and Zheng Shuanglong felt that it seemed to be a good time to do something.

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The headquarters of the battle against the angels.

Looking at the companions of the posthumous world front, Yuri Nakamura said loudly with a glint in his eyes: "The ball game competition is going to be soon, I hope everyone here can enjoy this ball game competition......"

"Do you want to visit, it's not interesting at all......" Looking at Yuri Nakamura, who was very excited, Hinata was a member of the baseball team before his death, and said a little boringly.

"No, we're going to get in." Hearing Hinata's words, Yuri Nakamura said loudly with a smile.

"If you go in, won't it disappear?" After his death, Takamatsu, the only staff officer of the world front, pushed his glasses and said seriously.

Obey the angels and enjoy the life of the academy, and you will disappear, this is what Yuri Nakamura said to the members of the World Front after death, but is this really the case?

If the obsession in the heart does not subside, if it is not let go, and if the heart is not satisfied, how can it be possible to become a Buddha.

Looking at the puzzled Takamatsu and the members of the World Front after his death, Yuri Nakamura said excitedly: "Of course, it was a sudden participation. ”

"Listen, go find someone to form a team, if someone in the team is not as good as those ordinary students, a punishment game worse than death awaits him." Yuri Nakamura, who held his hands on his chest, said gloomily.

"Huh!!" Listening to Yuri Nakamura's terrifying words, and seeing Yuri Nakamura's last faint eyes, the members of the World Front were all scared into it after his death.

A punishment game that is more terrifying than death, Yuri Nakamura is serious, and the members of the world front know it well after death.

It can't be stimulated by the disbandment of the GDM band, right?,It's so crazy.,A punishment game that's more terrible than death.,Spare me.,Damn.,What to do?,That's it......

Looking at Yuri Nakamura, who was smiling like this, Hinata thought with palpitations.

Looking at the members of the afterlife world front who left and were worried about looking for their teammates, Yuri Nakamura stood at the window and looked outside, and thought with mixed feelings: whether God exists, whether angels are angels, and the position of the guy named Zheng Shuanglong, I am a little concerned. No, I should say that I care very, very much. Anyway, let's identify a few things in this tournament.

Looking at Hinata, Takamatsu, Oyama, TK, and Fujimaki who were smiling and talking in the distance, Yuri Nakamura's expression was complicated.

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After a lot of hardships, in the Takamatsu team, the Takeyama team ...... After the team was formed, Hinata, who was very popular, relied on the flickering magic technique to fool Noda, Shiina, Panasonic, Yuyi, and Yuyi's three NPC fans, and after making a lot of promises, he finally formed a crippled eight-person team that lacked more than N team members, and reluctantly participated in this ball skill competition.