Baker used a simple and unpretentious description to successfully evoke the endless imagination of his classmates about Yangzhou fried rice.
If it weren't for Baker's description, they wouldn't even be able to imagine such a delicious dish.
Everyone looked at Baker with even more envy.
He was the only one in their class who was chosen by Mr. Meg. His height didn't meet the requirements, but he was specially allowed to join the advanced class for the Master of Cookery by Mr. Meg.
"Baker, when will Mr. Meg recruit new students?" a kid asked.
The other kids also looked at Baker expectantly.
"I don't know." Baker shook his head. "But there are still many empty stoves in the training center. I think Mr. Meg will continue to recruit new students."
The students were slightly disappointed. This answer was almost the same as not answering at all.
"Baker, have you learned how to make Yangzhou fried rice? Can you make some for us? "another student asked.
The children's gazes all fell on Baker.
"I haven't learned yet." Baker shook his head, but there was a confident smile on his face. "But I will definitely learn."
"Then when you learn, you must be the first one to cook for me. This pen is for you." The chubby kid at Baker's desk put a pen in his hand and started to bribe him.
Baker looked at the pen in his hand. This was the pen that his desk mate had been reluctant to borrow yesterday. He didn't expect him to give it to him so easily today.
"This eraser is for you."
"I drew this picture myself. It's for you too."
...
For the first time since he was young, Beck felt welcome.
Hmm...
This feeling was quite good.
The class bell rang, and the students returned to their seats.
Baker looked at the small pile of gifts in front of him. He was touched and decided to study hard to become an excellent chef, so that his classmates could have a chance to eat as much as they wanted.
...
"Barbara, how did it feel to go to class today?"
At the lunch table, Yabemiya asked curiously.
The girls who were about to eat also looked at Barbara.
"Don't mention it. Those two brats were hung upside down by me for an entire class. One of them actually learned some spatial magic. It's just that he's not very talented. I think he'll only be at the level of serving dishes in the future." Barbara sighed softly with a hint of helplessness in her voice.
"Then isn't it just right for him? When you retire, he can take over," Irina said seriously.
Barbara raised her eyebrows and quickly shook her head. "That little brat's serving skills are far from my level. Madam, you don't need to consider it."
"What about Shirley?" Meg looked to Shirley.
"I added three children at the last minute. They're not bad. They're hardworking and willing to learn," Shirley said calmly. Her words were very gentle.
"Generally speaking, for those children who don't have much talent, they can be summed up with the words' down-to-earth 'and' hardworking '. Because other than these two, there is really nothing else worth praising." . "Barbara looked at Shirley with a smile, and said," Hey, it's only the first day of class, and you've already become so slick? "
"Being down-to-earth and diligent has always been an excellent quality to me. If you want to become an excellent archer, you have to be down-to-earth and diligent in your studies," Shirley said with a serious expression.
"Big Sister Shirley, can Little Guai learn archery?" Little Guai put down his spoon and licked the corner of his mouth as he asked Shirley seriously.
A gentle smile appeared on Shirley's face. "I'll teach you archery when Little Guai is a little older."
"No, Little Guai wants to learn now. Little Guai wants to ride Ugly Duckling and shoot swans with a bow," Little Guai said coquettishly with a pout.
Ugly Duckling, who was eating seriously at the side, shrunk its neck and changed its direction, pretending not to hear it.
Shirley looked up at Meg with a helpless expression.
"Little Guai can't draw a bow and shoot yet. When you're a little older, Big Sister Shirley will bring you to hunt." Meg stroked Little Guai's head with a smile. The little fellow wasn't even as tall as a bow, so it was a little difficult for Shirley to teach her archery.
"You don't have to learn archery to hunt. Little Guai, you can learn magic from Big Sister, and you can also kill monsters." Amy grabbed a drumstick with one hand, and raised her left hand. An icy-blue ice arrow quickly formed, and with a flick of her finger, it turned into a stream of light and flew out of the unlatched window at the back.
"Wow! Big Sister Amy is so awesome! "Little Guai's eyes were wide open as he clapped his little hands in admiration.
Amy's desire to be a teacher was greatly satisfied. She took a bite of the drumstick, and continued, "It's actually very simple. You just have to learn from me. Look at your palm, imagine the ice arrow, and then shout, 'Come out!' It will appear. "
Everyone: "???"
Was this something that could be done just by imagining it?
Little Guai stretched out her left hand, and looked at her little palm with a serious expression.
Meg and Irina looked at each other, and both of them were on their guard.
"Come out!" Little Guai called out softly.
The ice arrow didn't appear, but a golden trident appeared in Little Guai's palm.
A powerful aura emanated from the trident, causing everyone's expression to change.
"W-what is this?" Camilla exclaimed. She felt a terrifying aura from the trident. It was a fear that came from the depths of her soul.
"God-godly artifact?!" Barbara suddenly stood up, and looked at the trident in disbelief.
She had only felt such a terrifying aura from the white jade staff hidden in the Moon Nation's palace. It was said to be a godly artifact that was found in the ruins of the Holy Land, and it was passed down by the Moon Nation's kings from generation to generation.
"It appeared again?" Meg was also a little surprised. This wasn't the first time he had seen this trident. It was just that the trident had disappeared into Little Guai's body after it had shrunk. He didn't expect Little Guai to summon it this time.
"Wow, an arrow with three arrowheads." Little Guai's eyes lit up, and she turned to throw the trident out.
"Wait!" Meg hurriedly stopped her. If she threw this treasure out, his restaurant would probably be razed to the ground.
That wasn't the most important thing. Most importantly, there were many powerhouses from Chaos City standing in line outside. If they witnessed this scene, it would be difficult for Little Guai to hide her identity.
"Little Guai, let's put this away first. When the restaurant is closed in a few days, Daddy will take you out of the city to hunt, alright?" Meg said gently. He didn't want Little Guai to attack when he wasn't paying attention.
"But Little Guai also wants to try throwing it out." Little Guai looked at the golden trident that was about a meter long in her palm, and was very eager to give it a try.
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