The exam for the chef major is held in three grades together, with the second year being 10 points higher than the cut-off score for the first year and another 10 points higher in the third year to distinguish the difficulty.

The "Chef's Festival" venue includes all the open fields of the hospital, including the main playground and three auxiliary playgrounds, as well as the largest excavator training ground and auto repair professional test driving field, which is enough to accommodate 100,000 teachers and students.

The kitchen table and kitchenware used in the exam are also of a unified scale, the kitchen table is two meters long and one meter wide, half of the stove is on the stove and half of the board, and the ingredients and condiments are placed in the locker below, and there is a small display in front of the kitchen table, which will randomly generate the test number before the exam, and the candidates who correspond to the test number will make their own exam dishes on this kitchen table.

In order to avoid confusion, the kitchen counter is randomly selected with 100 adjacent numbers as a group, so that candidates can find their place as quickly as possible.

The exam did not start directly, in the name of "Chef's Day", so many people were present, and the leader did not say a few words.

The school is still Xu Banghua to speak instead of Liu Yangyang, his speech today is humorous and lighthearted than serious, not mentioning the exam, only emphasizing the need to pay attention to safety in group activities, reminding the security school police to take responsibility.

In the end, Xu Banghua said: "Everyone should learn to exercise restraint when tasting food, don't overdo it, not afraid that everyone will eat, but really afraid that the bathroom in this hospital will not be enough." ”

The students collectively let out a "whoo" cry, followed by laughter.

In the normal process, after the school finished speaking, Gao Tianxiang, the dean of the host college, should also say two words, but unfortunately he couldn't speak today, everyone noticed that Dean Gao Tianxiang, who was standing in the queue of school directors, didn't know what kind of makeup he was wearing today, his nose was red, and the middle part of his mouth was also red and swollen, like the kind of Japanese courtesans with white and red cherry lips.

I stood at the bottom and snickered, I knew he had let the wolf slam the door.

Gao Tianxiang was on stage, and it was easy to find me in the eye-catching pig fairy team, his eyes were full of hatred and schadenfreude, and he looked like he was waiting to see a good show.

How could he have such an expression? Could he dare to do something today? In front of the whole school teachers and students, he should not be so bold.

Without too much time to think about it, Xu Banghua announced the official start of the Chef's Festival!

The big screen upstairs of the institution lit up the randomly distributed student number positions, and the candidates of the chef major looked up carefully, looking for their own test number range.

The exam number is the student number, and my exam number is 44944, and I was randomly assigned to the central area of the main playground.

I'm in the main playground, and the kitchen is not a few steps away from me.

I turned around and walked towards the kitchen counter while rolling up my sleeves, and at the same time, a large number of seniors from various faculties who participated in the event screamed and hugged me, not knowing whether to chase the chef or the star.

The extraordinary influence and attention I expected as early as I saw that I was surrounded by tens of thousands of girls in front of my kitchen counter.

Tens of thousands of onlookers will inevitably occupy a lot of space, and dozens of kitchen counters of other candidates next to them are blocked inside.

Candidates who couldn't get close to their kitchen counters complained: "Senior sisters, we also have to take an exam, can you let us go in first?"

A few girls who obviously came in a group, wearing uniform support clothes, carrying the flags of "Come on for the male god in spring~" and "I want to give your monkey a thin child in the spring" were unhappy, and shouted at the candidates who were about to squeeze in: "Don't disturb our male god's play, get away!"

Saying that, there were more girls in it who moved the extra kitchen counter out, freeing up an environment for me that should be very relaxed in theory, but in fact it was very crowded.

I checked the kitchen utensils first, all kinds of pots and pans, knives and utensils are readily available, I swept the frying spoon, the portion was full, and the kitchen knife danced a few knife flowers, the light and shadow scales, very sharp.

Just these few basic operations caused the girls to cheer and scream, and one by one the chip-shaped scoring tickets were constantly thrown into the transparent glass box next to the kitchen counter.

This is not a violation, the operation of kitchenware and some fancy fiddling is a formal course of the chef profession, which can bring visual appreciation to diners in a specific environment, and can also reflect the deep communication between chefs and kitchenware.

I took a casual look, and I was very proud, okay, this is a few hundred points.

But this does not mean that I have passed the exam, because there is a hard and fast rule in the chef profession, that is, the dishes must not be unpalatable, otherwise this alone will be rejected for all the results. No one questions this rule, as a chef, cooking must not be unpalatable is the minimum bottom line.

The Chef's Festival will run from 9 a.m. to 13 p.m., 4 hours of time, which is enough for me to play as I please.

When I open the cupboard, I have to go through the ingredients and condiments before I can conceive the right dishes to cook.

But when I took out the ingredients one by one, my mood sank suddenly.

Someone didn't want me to pass the midterm exam, someone wanted me to make a fool of myself in public, someone did something to me, and I was "randomly" assigned to this kitchen counter, and there was a problem with the ingredients and condiments!

The ingredients I got were cow's hoof tendons, the whole one, and they were also processed by alum, which were not used for cooking, but for high-strength hoisting and bundling.

There are also iron broad beans, soybeans, mung beans and budding rice grains.

It doesn't matter if it's not particularly tough or it's hard, the biggest problem is that there is no water in the cooking materials prepared by this kitchen counter?!

Iron, how can you eat these things without boiling them? Isn't this obviously embarrassing me against me?

Not only is there no water, there is no microwave, and I can't even pop popcorn if I want.

I stepped onto the kitchen counter and turned around to look at the rostrum, where Gao Tianxiang was looking at me with a smug face.

Sure enough, he did it!

Hmph, what's unexpected, the dean of this college wants to do something in the midterm exam, it's not too simple.

Jumping off the kitchen counter, I began to revisit the ingredients. It's useless to stare at Gao Tianxiang, I can't handle these things at all without water and without a microwave pressure cooker.

What to do, what to do, let's think while preparing, you can't be stunned here.

Thinking of this, I picked up the kitchen knife to cut the cow's hoof tendons, and the kitchen knife fell, and was immediately bounced back by the cow's trotters, which is so tough.

I took the kitchen knife and slapped the beans again, and they all slapped into the wooden cutting board, round and round, and none of them were broken, let alone ground into powder to make pastries.

I want to cry without tears, how can this be done. The liquid in his hand was only half a bowl of oil and a bowl of old soup, and it evaporated before the hoof tendons and beans were boiled.

The chef exam does not allow the use of kitchen utensils other than the prescribed energy, so I can't use internal force qigong to assist, Gao Tianxiang stared at me, and he was unlucky to be caught.

I looked up at the sky and sighed in my heart: Oh my God~ I have survived many guns and arrows, do I have to fall on this workplace competition?

In the midst of a sad sigh, a flock of doves of peace flew in the sky, which were free-roaming pigeons in the nearby square, and often hovered over the courtyard.

Eh, there you have it!

The exam only stipulates that it is not allowed to use the energy of the kitchen utensils equipped with accidents, and does not stipulate that other ingredients cannot be used, because everyone thinks that after entering the examination room, no one has no way to obtain other ingredients.

But that's for ordinary people, for me, who has been catching birds and snakes since I was a child, ingredients are available everywhere!

The dove of peace flies very high and fast, and the route is varied, and it is difficult to catch it without a handy of guys.

I looked around, and at a glance I saw the tendons and beans on the kitchen counter.

At that moment, I picked up the two spalauls, turned them around and separated them in a V-shape, and tied the tendons up to make a simple slingshot.

With a confident smile, he picked up a broad bean, a soybean, a mung bean and a bud rice grain.

I caught four hard objects of different sizes, between my fingers, and then I raised my eyes to aim, staring at the hovering flock of pigeons.

It's close, it's close, it's now!

Just as the pigeons flew directly above my head, the slingshot fired four beans in quick succession.

There is only one chance, and the pigeons will not come back after being disturbed by the attack, so I have calculated and prepared for this blow.

In the sound of the breaking wind, the more capable people can clearly see that the buds, mung beans, soybeans and broad beans are shot at the pigeon flock in order from smallest to largest.

The larger the volume, the greater the force, and the faster and greater the speed and force of the flight. So a scene often described in the story appeared: the broad beans caught up with the soybeans, the soybeans absorbed the kinetic energy of the broad beans and accelerated to catch up with the mung beans, and the mung beans caught up with the bud rice grains at a doubling rate. The buds of the rice could not bear the force and shattered into a fine powder.

These powders are superimposed by three stages of kinetic energy, and although they are small, they are still deadly.

The flock of pigeons in the air seemed to be sprayed by an invisible shotgun, and in the center of the area, a dozen pigeons shook violently, and then fell down with a pop.

I cleaned up the cutting board and the surrounding space, then the spatula in my left hand and the kitchen knife in my right hand, pulled my lunge and posed with both arms, and a dozen pigeons fell in front of me, feathers flying, but none of them fell to the ground.

The girls were stunned, unable to say a word with their eyes and mouths wide open.

I smiled indifferently and said while putting away the pose: "This trick of hunting is taken from the technique of using food ingredients to make fresh food, and the pigeons that are stunned by corn flour will not lose any blood, and it is the most perfect cooking state." Then please look forward to my first course, "A Good 'Pigeon' Falling from the Sky". Then I made a joke: "It has a contraceptive function~"

The free-range pigeons in the square are fed contraceptives, which is common sense~