Collapse of Second Dimension

Nie Kongs cooking room suddenly became famous in the school, and people were curious about what the cooking class would be like in the future. That month was stunned, everything he did was able to do well, including cooking that men were not good at.

There are basically three cooking classes a day, which means that the middle school section only has fifteen classes. Most of the courses are arranged in the fourth session in the morning, the first and last sessions in the afternoon, which is a time to fill your stomach.

Nie Kong doesn’t mind, because three lessons of cooking can fill his stomach that’s all, and the lessons are very interesting. The second and third classes belonged to the second grade class C and the third grade class F. Nie Kong used the leftover beef to teach them how to make barbecue.

The students like it very much. They feel that the cooking class given by Nie Kong is no different from the professional advanced cooking class. They can learn a lot of cooking knowledge and won the love of many girls. They have become popular beyond that month. In the first classroom, no girl does not want to cook well.

The cooking content is basically a lot, but Nie Kong mainly teaches Japanese cooking, not much content. Famous for fish dishes, sushi, noodles and curry rice. If you teach Chinese cuisine, you probably wont be able to learn it in a lifetime!

2nd day in the morning of the fourth class, it was the turn of the cooking class in the first grade of junior high school B. Qian Cong hid behind the crowd with a little panic and shy eyes. How can there be the usual pride of daring to be brothers with Nie Kong? what. And why did he go to cooking class, No way, obviously depends on himself. As far as cooking is concerned, Scallion can be regarded as an idiot.

“I’m so happy to have class with you again, although it’s not sports but cooking!” Nie Kong smiled and said hello to them, and looked towards Lan Yu’s body.

“Nie Kong Teacher, please give me some advice in the future.” They are excited, don’t mention how much they expect Nie Kong to teach them cooking knowledge, such as looking forward to tasting barbecue.

“Teacher, did our first class say the same barbecue as yesterday’s in Class A.” One of the girls asked curiously.

“Lets talk about the barbecue later. In this lesson, I will have some dishes that I usually use-curry rice! Look, I have all the ingredients ready.” Nie Kong opened the table. The white cloth reveals the fresh ingredients inside. There are high-quality meat, carrots, potatoes…traditional curry rice ingredients!

The male classmates are a bit regretful that they couldn’t taste the fragrance of barbecue that smelled yesterday.

“Your purpose is not to taste delicious food, but to learn how to make it. Don’t forget your original intention. If you perform well in the future, Teacher will satisfy your appetite!” It seems to see through many people Thoughts, Nie Kong preached.

“Old…Teacher, can you not do it.” Qian Cong raised his hand and asked weakly.

“No, everyone has to do it, and the teacher who doesnt know how to teach it himself. Now Ill demonstrate and make a real curry for you to taste, and then you can learn.”

Nie Kong’s cooking level is very high. When he was born in the King-Russian world, he was always preparing meals.

The kitchen knife in the hand sharply cuts the meat, carrots and potatoes into cubes, adjusted the proportions and put them in a large pot to stew. While showing them in slow motion, they explained the main issues that should be paid attention to.

After the pot was almost simmered, a sweet scent emerged from the pot, which belonged to the taste of curry seasoning. Nie Kong is not over, but the curry cooked in the pot is prepared with seasoning! The spoon was shaking in the pan, as if to adjust the taste.

“The curry is ready. The classmates bring the plates to leave the curry, but one person will only allocate a little bit. If you want to eat, you have to do it yourself.” Nie Kong said seriously.

The classmates smelled the sweetness from the pot, and their stomachs couldn’t help screaming. It smells so fragrant, it’s more fragrant than in a restaurant. Did Teacher actually make such delicious dishes with simple ingredients?

One by one, carrying a bite or two of rice, lined up to lead the curry distributed by Nie Kong. Akatsuki’s ancient city and Jishu’s group friends lined up behind them, looking like lazily. It seems that although he is an attendant of the Fourth True Ancestor, he is not adapted to the morning and sunshine, and is weaker than expected.

As for Qian Cong with a slightly red pretty face, she didn’t dare to look at Nie Kong at all, twisted her face and stretched out the plate in front of Nie Kong.

Nie Kong understands that she is shy, she is really rare as a girl. Although I was a little wrong, it was mainly on her, who told her not to tell the truth about her broken crotch.

A good sample of Nie Kong was distributed, and they tried to taste a bite, only to feel the mouth full of sweetness. It’s so delicious, compared to all the curry rice in Japan! Teacher’s cooking skills are too superb.

They couldn’t help but swallow all the curry and rice on the plate in one or two bites, but their stomachs felt much hungry than they had just been. Nie Kong used food to arouse their appetite.

I looked at the hot pot in front of Nie Kong, hoping to eat Nie Kongs curry rice.

“Starting now, learn how to make curry rice by yourself. If you dont understand, you can ask the Teacher. After youre done, its the Teachers turn to help you taste the taste and see whats missing.” Nie Kong instructed .

Everyone was in high spirits, each selected the ingredients and started to dice. Nie Kong took a look and found that the only skilled person was the Xiao ancient city, and the others were very jerky, but very serious! Because they think Nie Kong’s class is very interesting.

I focused on Scallion and found that she was good at cutting it, and she cut it more neatly than others.

The entire cooking classroom became very lively, and there were bursts of different flavors coming out of the pot. Nie Kong began to wander in the classroom, and he would taste one or two if it was done.

But many people cut the ingredients in different sizes and shapes, and the seasoning is difficult to grasp. Fortunately, Nie Kong reminded them that they would rather put less than more, to avoid wasting food.

The taste is much worse than what they made, but they were just as happy to be able to make the dishes successfully for the first time, enjoying the results they made.

The light onion on one side seems to be ready, and is inviting the female students around to taste it. The students were not easy to refuse, so they tasted a bit. Nie Kong was equally curious, came to her pot, scooped a little with a spoon and put it in her mouth.

After a while, along with Nie Kong, the whole body of the six classmates became petrified, and their faces turned green. The taste of the curry is the same as their taste buds exploded, sweet and bitter, spicy and salty, Nie Kong can’t describe its taste. If you want a word to describe it, biological and chemical weapons. Except for Nie Kong’s accident, the other classmates twitched and fell to the ground.

“Aiya Aiya, I forgot to remind the Teacher. Scallions cooking skills are very poor. I once baked a cake in the fifth grade of elementary school and sent 14 boys in the class to the hospital. “Large-scale killing weapon” is the title. “Yase Keshu said with a face full of fear.