Her father is a really good cook, and he has his own insights into cooking. He pays great attention to detail when cooking, from timing the ingredients to the plating.
Thinking about how the players wanted to make dishes that suited the chef's taste, Mingmei realized that if the NPCs in the classroom demanded the same things as her father, the players would be in big trouble.
As Mingmei drifted off into thought, the culinary NPC in the classroom had already let all the players try cooking on their own, treating it as the first mini-test.
Everyone returned to their own stoves, each with a small piece of white meat on it, recalling the chef's demonstration and words just now.
Some players memorize the rules and then their hands do whatever they want.
Some players didn't even remember it in their minds, and their hands became even more unrestrained.
Their performance was just as Mingmei had imagined—utterly disastrous.
Why is your skin so dark?
The chef, holding chopsticks in one hand and water in the other, walked up to the players and stood first in front of Lu Xiaoyao.
Even the brightest black seems to have been censored.
"Um, I... I added soy sauce for color!"
Lu Xiaoyao answered the other person's question with a slightly guilty tone. Then, the other person put a chopstick into the charcoal and "crack" it, revealing that even the core was black!
“This is called carbonization.” Silently putting away his chopsticks, the chef glanced at Lu Xiaoyao. “This isn’t the effect of soy sauce coloring.”
The other party didn't scold or get angry; they just stated the facts in a calm tone. Even so, Lu Xiaoyao wished she could dig a hole in her toe and plunge herself into it to end it all!
"It's overcooked."
"It's burnt."
"It's burnt on one side and raw on the other; the heat wasn't right."
"It's too salty and overcooked."
"..."
After reviewing each dish, the chef finally commented on Mu Chen's dish, saying, "It's barely edible, but it doesn't meet the standard."
After saying that, the master chef returned to the podium and concluded, "If you can't even cook this one piece of meat well, let alone other parts or other insect meat, do you still want to graduate?"
"Wait!"
Suddenly, Yuan Fang stopped the people on the stage from speaking and asked in horror, "What kind of meat was that?!"
"Insect meat, what's wrong with that?" The chef answered without even lifting his eyelids, adding casually, "The meat you're using for practice is the tenderest and softest piece from the insect mother's abdomen~"
Everyone: !! !! ?
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