All of the teachers wore peculiar expressions as they looked at the testing room that was suddenly filled with all kinds of kitchenware.
They weren't too surprised that Meg had a storage device. Although it was precious, it was still something that could be easily obtained as long as one had enough money.
However, to come to the testing room with such a complete set of kitchenware and kitchenware, they were all stunned speechless.
Mei Li looked at Meg with her beautiful eyes, and an intrigued smile appeared on her face.
This man was quite interesting. She wanted to see how he was going to conduct a cooking lesson in his proper attire.
"Here are the things you wanted, but I didn't find any chili or garlic," Hilla said to Meg as she walked in with a basket.
Meg accepted the basket and smiled at Hilla. "Thank you, I brought these two ingredients myself."
Hilla looked at Meg's warm smile and blushed slightly. She nodded and said, "It's … It's alright, it's just a small matter." After saying that, she bid farewell to Luna and all of the teachers and quickly left, closing the door behind her.
Luna walked to the judges' table and sat down.
Meg took out the chili and garlic from the storage device and said to Eldon, "I'm ready, we can begin the test."
"Are you sure you're ready?" Eldon asked as he looked at Meg, who was wearing a trench coat.
"Yes." Meg nodded.
"Then let's begin." Eldon nodded. Things had already progressed to this stage, so it would be unreasonable for him to try and stop him.
He wanted to see what kind of skills this man had that could make Luna change her mind. He wanted to see if the Hope School really wanted to add a cooking major to him.
"Everyone, as a chef, the first lesson I'm going to teach you is to dress appropriately. People who dress like me don't deserve to be in the kitchen." Meg switched to teacher mode in a second. He took off his windbreaker and placed it on the table beside him. He unbuttoned his suit one by one and placed it on the table as well. Only a white shirt was left. The well-tailored shirt revealed the outline of his eight-pack abs.
"A chef's battlefield is in the kitchen. Our weapons are kitchen knives and spoons, and a decent chef's uniform is our battle robe. Obviously, my uniform is not up to standard. However, due to the limited conditions today, I can't change my clothes. But we have to be as careful as possible." Meg carefully rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, then put on the apron and the chef's hat.
"Cleanliness is the most important thing when serving food to guests. Therefore, we have to eliminate any contamination that we might bring to the food, such as the dirt on our hair and clothes." Meg poured a basin of water and said while washing, "After changing into the chef's uniform, the first step is to wash your hands. A pair of clean hands is the most basic requirement of a chef …"
Meg's voice was gentle and magnetic. The content of his speech was vivid and interesting. His movements were naturally not stiff, and the judges were unconsciously immersed in his speech.
Luna nodded repeatedly as she listened. Previously, she was a little worried that Meg would not adapt to teaching and might need her to train him.
But now it seemed that this idea was completely unnecessary. Mr. Meg was simply a natural teacher.
"That action of taking off his clothes … is so cool …" Merry's focus was a little different. Although she was trying her best to listen to Mag's lecture, her gaze couldn't help but wander toward his handsome face and eight-pack waist unconsciously.
"The dish we are learning today is' eggplant with garlic sauce '. Although there is fish in the name of this dish, in fact, this dish does not use fish as an ingredient. Therefore, to make this eggplant worthy of its name, we have to work hard on the side dishes. We used …"
"Eggplant with garlic sauce!" Like thunder in her mind, Merry suddenly figured out why Meg's name sounded so familiar. Wasn't this the Mr. Meg from the magazine she had read on the way back?
The owner of Mamy's! The one who had won the best chef at the birthday banquet of the Roth Empire's king.
That eggplant with garlic sauce course had left a deep impression on her. Of course, as a young mistress who had never done any household chores, she naturally had not tried it. She simply thought that it was delicious just by looking at the course.
After returning, first there was a quarrel in her family, and then she was busy preparing for the exam in seclusion. She did not have time to go to Mamy's for a meal.
Who would have thought that the famous Mr. Meg would look like this!
Young, handsome, good-looking, and has a good figure. It's simply … amazing!
No wonder Principal Luna suddenly changed her mind. It was no problem to add a major for such a master.
The principal even brought him to participate in the exam according to the rules, and did not reveal his identity to reduce the impact on the other teachers.
With that in mind, she was embarrassed by her immature thoughts, and a sense of respect for Luna welled up in her heart.
The other four teachers did not know about Meg's identity, but they were all nodding and jotting down notes from time to time at the sight of Meg's profound teachings.
Even Earlton's stern expression had changed, and he was looking at Meg with emotion in his eyes. The number of times he nodded was no less than that of the other teachers.
After the oil was heated, the spices were added into the pot. Meg held the handle of the pot in one hand and a metal ladle in the other, and the aroma of the spices wafted into the air in all directions.
"It smells so good!" The five judges' eyes lit up. He was only frying the spices, but the aroma was already so alluring.
Meanwhile, the aroma wafted through the air, causing a small commotion in the test rooms, which were only temporarily separated by boards.
"Is it time to eat?"
"That can't be. How long has it been since breakfast?"
"Teachers, are we continuing the exam?"
"Continue, continue … Don't stop."
The corners of Meg's mouth curled up slightly as he listened to the voices coming from all directions. He ignored them and poured the processed eggplant into the pot.
He had made some simple modifications to the eggplant with garlic sauce, and the most practical one was the recipe he had written in the column in Whole Foods last month.
This was also the reason why he dared to take the exam directly today. He had already prepared his lessons a month in advance.
Not long after, Meg turned off the heat and took the pot out. A bright red, fragrant eggplant with garlic sauce appeared before everyone's eyes.
"This is the finished eggplant with garlic sauce. Isn't it simple?" Meg held the plate with one hand and showed it to the judges with a smile.
"I'm a failure, a failure." Merry nodded. She was only greedy for the eggplant in his hand.
Earlton stood up and applauded. He looked at Meg with admiration and said, "Young man, I can see that you are a rare teaching prodigy. Join our Hope School."
The other teachers also nodded with smiles and looked at Meg with admiration.
They didn't expect to listen to a cooking lesson so seriously. Moreover, they were so engrossed in it that they took notes. They felt as if they had really learned how to make the eggplant with garlic sauce.
"I agree, but before that, can I try the eggplant with garlic sauce first?" Merry said as she stared at the eggplant with garlic sauce in Meg's hand.
"I think it's fine." The female teacher beside her also smiled.
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