For the first time in her life, Yan Jin regretted what she had just said. If she could take back her words, she would definitely do so.
Who told her to be so foul-mouthed? She said something like, "Why should I give you pointers when we're asked to make one of our best dishes?"
"..." Yan Jin's face darkened as she looked at the various dishes laid out in front of her. If her cooking was delicious, then the dishes in front of her were...
It can only be considered as...
Forget it, never mind, just look at how it looks...
Oh my god, stop talking. They all look like they're dead and have no idea what kind of food they are. She can't even recognize what many of them are.
Some were completely black, truly black, so black you couldn't tell what they were; others were bloody and undercooked.
Some of them were originally green, I don't know how they did it, but anyway, um, they looked very poisonous.
Yan Jin took a deep breath. She felt that she couldn't eat this dish; otherwise, she would lose her mouth.
So, when Yan Jin met their expectant gazes, she asked a crucial question: "Have any of you ever tasted the food you made?"
"..." Upon hearing this, everyone was stunned. Should they still taste it? Wasn't it made for others to eat?
Seeing their expressions, Yan Jin understood everything. So, she spoke again, "Alright, try it yourselves before answering my question."
Although all the students felt that Yan Jin's words were strange, and that the dishes they cooked were also strange, the innocent students didn't think too much about it. They picked up their chopsticks, took a piece of their own cooking, and put it in their mouths.
"..."
In the quiet restaurant, Brecken, Little White, and Rella were all looking at this place, and then, the moment to witness history arrived.
"Thump, thump, thump..." The sound of heavy objects hitting the ground rang out, and the students who had just tasted their favorite treats collapsed.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he fell straight down on the ground, face up.
Looking at the rows of classmates lying down, Yan Jin turned to Brecken, who was also silent, and asked, "Haven't they tried it themselves?"
"I don't know." Brecken's face was blank. Could something he ate really poison him?
"Are the students who come here to eat in the cafeteria alright?" Yan Jin asked with concern.
"It's fine!" Blaken nodded. "Except for going to the toilet a bit more often and fighting a bit more fiercely, everything is pretty normal."
Aren't they detoxing? Are they getting stronger physically?
It could be considered a unique way to improve physical fitness and detoxify, but the taste is just unbearable to think about.
Sure enough, the beastmen in the interstellar space have very strong physiques. Sure enough, they were up in just ten minutes.
Compared to their earlier confidence at being out of reach, they now covered their faces in shame, extremely embarrassed.
After tasting the food they had made, they realized how terrible it was. No wonder those people came to fight them; it was as if they had wronged them.
The students blushed, realizing their shortcomings once again.
Yan Jin didn't discourage them too much. "Alright, now that you know where your abilities lie, start working hard."
Today I'll teach you a very basic dish. You can practice on your own in a little while, and I'll check on your learning progress when I come back next time.
Of course, you can record me while I'm cooking so you can watch and learn later. I'll explain the key points to you as I cook.
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