After a few more weeks of classes, the school quickly started activity classes.

Cooking was the theme of the October activity class, and classes 5 and 2 happened to be in class together.

"Students, this time, we want to learn how to make omelet rice, let's take some oil first and burn the bottom of the pot red." The teacher said.

Yang Ziming held the olive oil in one hand and carefully opened the cap with the other

"I'm going to fire." Xu Yue familiarly unscrewed the valve to control the fire.

Yang Ziming looked at the oil pot in panic the whole time, almost a meter away from the oil pot, she stretched out her hand, poured olive oil into the oil pot, and covered her mouth and nose with the other hand.

The oil and water jumped up from the oil pot in an instant, splashed onto the stove, and the flames engulfed the oil pot, like a giant beast, and crossed to the stove and burned violently.

Xu Yue beat the eggs, seeing that the fire was burning vigorously, she remembered that when she was learning to cook before, putting some vegetables to help ease the fire, so she poured the eggs that had just been stirred evenly into the oil pot, and then took a few steps back.

Unexpectedly, the fire not only did not ease, but burned more fiercely.

Yang Ziming had never cooked, and when he saw the raging flames, he just subconsciously hid away: "This fire is more terrible than the fire I went to New Zealand's volcano." ”

Xu Yue looked around anxiously: "Is there a pot lid?" ”

The fire was uncontrollable, the height of the flame was already higher than the oil pot, and it was still spreading to both sides, Xu Yue saw Yang Ziming's frightened expression and shrunk to the side, so he could only turn off the fire by himself.

The teacher was at the stove in the second class, wandering around.

"Su Zixun, right, this egg is still good, that is, you dip these on the side of the pot, get it in the middle, and fold it into a purse." The teacher glanced at Su Zixun's pot.

Xu Yansheng processed the eggs in one go, and the eggs he fried did not wander around the pot at all, but flowed like a sticky and silky state.

The teacher shook Xu Yansheng's pot, and the evenly golden egg was half-cooked, following the shaking of the pot, flowing flexibly, and the teacher couldn't help but admire: "I have taught so many students, the first time I saw it, the first time I made omelet rice, I did such an excellent ......."

"Next, do you want to fold the eggs in the shape of a purse?" Xu Yansheng asked.

"Yes, after the ceasefire, you can put it on top of the fried rice in the lunch box next to it, wrap it up, and you're done." The teacher was in a good mood.

"Okay," Xu Yansheng wiped the sweat on his forehead with his hand, and as soon as he looked up, he saw that the stove opposite was on fire, and hurriedly shouted: "Hey, teacher, the other side seems to be on fire." ”

The teacher immediately turned around and moved the glasses on the bridge of his nose down a few points.

"Teacher, do you have a pot lid?" Xu Yue stood behind the fire.

"Oh, yes."

Everyone turned their attention to Xu Yue and Yang Ziming.

The teacher hurriedly ran to the podium and pulled out a pot lid from a pile of kitchen utensils.

Xu Yue took the lid of the pot, approached the burning oil pot in small steps, and buckled the lid to the oil pot in the air.

Inside the pot, eggs and oil are staggered and fused, making a "zilazila" sound.

"How?" Yang Ziming shrank aside and asked.

When the fire returned to normal, Xu Yue lifted the lid of the pot, and the eggs inside had turned black into charcoal: "It looks like ..... Very much a failure. ”

The teacher just smiled and comforted: "It's okay, it's the first time I'm cooking, something went wrong, it's normal." ”

"Shall we do it all over again?" Xu Yue asked.

The teacher looked embarrassed and shook his head: "If you can, I still suggest that you go home and simply open the fire and oil it, and learn it." ”

The teacher said and walked to the podium, most of them had already completed their tasks.

"I just went down and walked around, some people did it well, some people even added tomato sauce on top of the eggs, and some people ....." The teacher looked at Xu Yue and Yang Ziming: "I almost burned the pot." ”

The people in the classroom couldn't help but look at Xu Yue and Yang Ziming, and couldn't help laughing.

"But it doesn't matter, it's the first time I cook, there is a place where I can't know, it's normal, come, let's take a look at the excellent example first, come, Xu Yansheng, you come up."

Xu Yansheng took his omelet rice and walked to the podium, the teacher's hand was on his shoulder, and he lowered his head a little shyly.

"Look at what others do," the teacher turned to Xu Yansheng and asked, "Have you ever learned to cook?" ”

"No.... No. Under the gaze of everyone, Xu Yansheng's voice was much quieter.