"Dad, this is great!
All the teachers in our school resigned, and a 20-year-old young principal came in.
This principal will teach us personally!"
"What the hell!?
All the teachers in your school resigned! ?
What kind of good thing is this!?
Little guy, don’t you even want to learn cooking?
I spent more than 30,000 yuan for you to learn cooking, not to let you play around.
I'm so pissed off, just wait, I'm coming to take care of you."
"Holy crap, Dad!
Are you listening to me seriously?
Our principal will personally teach us cooking!"
"Teach, teach, teach your ass!
He's only 20 years old, is he kidding me?!
Either you get back here, or I'll come over and make you a good stir-fried pork with bamboo shoots."
"Dad, don't be impulsive!
Don’t be fooled by the fact that our new principal is only 20 years old, but his cooking skills are hundreds of times better than those of the teachers.
Besides, what do those rubbish teachers teach?
I can't learn any cooking skills at all.
Principal Jiang is different. My fried rice noodle cooking skills improved significantly as soon as he started!
If you don’t believe me, I’ll come back the day after tomorrow, Sunday, and show you how to do it. I guarantee you’ll be convinced.”
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The students who returned to the dormitory reported the good news to their families one after another, asking them not to worry.
Even though their loved ones had doubts and even dared not believe it.
But they all made a promise to let their families taste their cooking.
At this time, Mu Chen was recording the details of the cooking that Jiang Yang had taught in class in his notebook.
Although they have classroom PPTs, he still prefers to summarize on his own.
He has always had this habit, so his cooking skills are the best in the whole class.
However, he knew that his cooking skills were far inferior to Jiang Yang's and he could not even compare to him.
Such an unimaginable top chef will personally teach them cooking skills.
This is something that others wouldn't even dream of doing.
After all, such a chef would be a professor even if he were admitted to the Jingqing National Chef Training School.
However, they simply don't have the ability to enter that school.
It's not just because the school's tuition is as high as 500,000 yuan, but also because the admission requirements are extremely harsh.
So now he cherishes this opportunity very much.
If Jiang Yang had not come to this school to teach cooking, he would never have been able to learn cooking skills from such a top chef.
"Mu Chen, you've been working really hard!
How do you feel? Did you gain a lot?
My roommate Qiu Jingsheng sat astride the desk, holding a bottle of Sprite in his mouth, and asked after taking a sip.
He and Mu Chen are not only roommates, but also best friends who grew up together.
Because both of their parents run small restaurants in Shanghai. Although the business is good, their cooking skills are just so-so.
Their parents hope that their children can make a lot of money in the catering industry in the future.
So, we sent them here to register.
Fortunately, influenced by their parents, they are also very interested in cooking.
I also know that as long as I have a little capital and my cooking skills are a little better.
In the future, it is very likely that you will accumulate a lot of wealth through your own entrepreneurship.
They feel that even if they go to college, they will end up just being a wage earner.
It would be better to learn cooking skills, then open your own restaurant and be your own boss.
"you do not say!
The first lesson that Principal Jiang just gave us would have been impossible to teach if it were any of those useless teachers.
Before coming to the dorm, I fried three servings of pho, each one more delicious than the last.”
Mu Chen stopped writing and closed his notebook after making sure that he had recorded all the cooking techniques Jiang Yang had taught him.
"Although your cooking skills have improved a lot, it's still not as delicious as the beef noodles I make!"
"Alas, there's nothing I can do about it. Your cooking talent is much better than mine.
To be honest, I envy your culinary talent."
"Tsk, what's there to envy.
If I have to be envious, I should envy Principal Jiang!
You see, he is only three or four years older than me, but his cooking skills are beyond imagination.
That's what real talent is!
And I am just a goose that is a little taller than the pheasants."
Both of them were quite envious of Jiang Yang. At such a young age, he not only possessed top-notch cooking skills, but was also able to buy a school. He must have a lot of wealth.
They have always regarded it as their life dream, to have very good cooking skills, and then to become rich!
“There’s no use in being envious!
But fortunately, Principal Jiang said that he would personally teach us cooking skills.
So, we must seize the opportunity!"
“Yes, that’s right!
I guess Principal Jiang will definitely hire a new chef to assist him in giving lectures.
After all, he couldn't handle so many courses by himself.
Courses like knife skills and cooking basics can be taught by other chefs!
However, for practical cooking courses, Principal Jiang needs to come in person.
After all, no one’s cooking skills are better than his, and no one’s teaching is as comprehensive and detailed as his! "
Although their dormitory has two people in one room, it is just a three-bedroom, one-living room apartment with two beds in the bedroom.
This is definitely rare in a school that only teaches academic subjects.
However, private food training schools like this, or some large companies that provide accommodation, have dormitories like this.
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