After all, it hasn't been stamped yet. If I say something against it, I'm afraid I'll be in trouble.
"You mean, I have passed the ninth-level cook test?" Sha Zhu tried hard to force a smile.
"Well, it has been approved. Let's go get the materials. Please wait patiently."
About four or five minutes later, the examiner came over with a stack of materials.
"Master Li from Red Star Steel Rolling Mill, congratulations on successfully passing the eighth-level cook assessment."
"Master Liu from Red Star Steel Rolling Mill, congratulations on successfully passing the ninth-level cook assessment."
"Master He from Red Star Steel Rolling Mill, congratulations on successfully passing the ninth-level cook assessment. Remember to apply for the eighth-level assessment next time."
"Red Star Steel Rolling Mill..."
The examiners read out several names in succession, all of whom were from the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill.
This made the expressions of the other people present become a little strange.
What's going on?
Has the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill changed its business to chef training?
How come so many cooks who passed the assessment suddenly appeared?
In fact, among the people Chen Jun brought this time, only three or four failed to pass the most basic level ten cook assessment, and the rest basically passed.
Those who failed did not get discouraged, because they knew their level.
At worst, you can just apply again after three months.
"That's great! I finally don't have to feed the pigs anymore and I can finally cook!" Sha Zhu held up his little notebook and waved his fist excitedly.
After these words were spoken, the expressions of the other people present became even weirder.
Outrageous.
This level nine cook used to feed pigs in a steel mill?
Are all the pig feeders so strong?
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