Food: I work as a special executive at WGO

Chapter 70 Ji Zhiguo Ning Ning forgot how to knead the dough?!!

Seeing the picture when Chen Fei enlightened Masami Hirota just now, many of these students of the third grade A class suddenly breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts.

Now it seems that Teacher Chen Fei is not as difficult to get along with as he imagined.

This also made many people’s tight heartstrings suddenly relax a little.

Just as Chen Fei was about to return to the podium, someone suddenly raised his hand: “Teacher! ”

Hearing this familiar voice, Chen Fei subconsciously turned his head, and saw that the person who raised his hand turned out to be Ji Zhiguo Ning Ning.

Chen Fei looked at her and asked, “Is there something wrong with Ji Zhiguo-san?” ”

The expression on Ji Zhiguo Ningning’s face did not change at all, she looked at Chen Fei with calm eyes, and then stretched out her white jade-like fingers and pointed to the dish in front of her: “This dish, I forgot how to make it.” ”

Hearing Ji Zhiguo Ning Ning’s words, Chen Fei was stunned for a moment, and before he could react, Jiu I Zhaoji on the side was curious: “No, Ji Zhiguo!” ”

“Have you forgotten how to make your specialty?”

Ji Zhiguo Ning Ning ignored me for a long time, and then she pointed to the girl named Masami Hirota just now, and calmly said, “Maybe it’s because I didn’t rest well last night.” ”

“I’m standing here today with some blanks in my head.”

“I simply can’t make dishes as skillfully as I used to.”

“So I need a teacher to help me.”

“Just like helping that senior sister just now.”

The students in the cooking classroom looked at Ji Zhiguo Ning Ning with some strange expressions.

As one of the ten masters, because you didn’t rest well, you forgot how to cook?

Why does this thing sound so outrageous?

However, Ji Zhiguo Ning Ning didn’t care about anyone’s eyes, so he looked at Chen Fei so quietly.

After Chen Fei smiled helplessly, he walked to her side: “This dish you made is traditional Japanese soba noodles.” ”

“The first step, shouldn’t you meet first?”

“I see your flour seems to be ready.”

Ji Zhiguo Ning Ning looked at Chen Fei and said calmly, “I forgot how to meet each other.” ”

“I need a teacher to lead me to relive it.”

“Just like the senior sister just now, the teacher held my hand and took me to do it together.”

Looking at Ji Zhiguo Ningning, Chen Fei was a little confused at this moment, as a member of a famous family in the Japanese cuisine industry, Ji Zhiguo Ningning, this girl will definitely not forget the technique of making noodles. Why did the net hold her hand and teach her how to meet?

Is it also because of nervousness?

It’s impossible, I have known this girl for a long time, she should be very clear about her character, so the person in this classroom who is least likely to be nervous should be her.

Ji Zhiguo Ning Ning seemed to notice the confusion in Chen Fei’s eyes, she looked at Chen Fei, and then said “expressionlessly”: “Providing help when students need help should also be the obligation of a teacher.” ”

“Even if I’m a second-grader, teachers shouldn’t favor one over the other.”

Hearing Ji Zhiguo Ning Ning’s words, Chen Fei really didn’t know what to say now.

Why did this girl have to hold her hand and teach her how to meet her?

Is there any special intention?

Forget it, Chen Fei thought about it for a long time, and he couldn’t figure this out, since this girl even said the words “can’t be thick and thin”, what else can he say?

In the next second, Chen Fei held Ji Zhiguo Ningning’s white jade-like little hand and led her to make peace together.

Seeing this scene, Ji Zhiguo Ning Ning’s white jade-like cheeks underneath, a touch of Yan red quietly emerged.

Unfortunately, this scene was not noticed by anyone.

“There are three main ways to make noodles.”

“Stirring method, blending method, and stirring method”

“I want to knead the best noodles… The first step is first…”

Although I don’t know why Ji Zhiguo Ning Ning “deliberately” said that he forgot how to knead the dough, Chen Fei still explained to her seriously while taking her to knead it together.

Soon, a dough that is incredibly smooth comes out.

Next, just put the dough there for a topping finish.

Chen Fei looked at Ji Zhiguo Ning Ning and spoke, “Then it’s time to make broth…”

“The dashi stock that goes best with soba noodles, I think it was bonito stock!”

“At this point, you should remember what to do next.”

Ji Zhiguo Ning Ning glanced at the “bonito” on the table: “I also forgot the technique of cutting fish.” ”

“Teacher, can I ask you to help with this too?”

In the entire cooking classroom, everyone was looking at Ji Zhiguo Ningning with a strange expression, but Ji Zhiguo Ningning ignored anyone, so he waited for Chen Fei to “help guide hand in hand”.

At this moment, Kuga Teruki didn’t know what to think, he suddenly slapped his head and shouted: “I understand!” ”

“Yes, you can even think of this method!”

“Hey… Ji no Kuni, you are really too cunning! ”

“Let Teacher Chen Fei take you to cook, do you plan to go out in the future and say that you are Master Chen Fei’s senior apprentice?”

“Ah, teacher, I forgot how to make this dish too!”

“Can you teach me by hand too!”

“This is a special executive from WGO, teaching me how to cook!”

“This cow, can I go out and blow for the rest of my life?”

Hearing the loud shouts and small screams made by Jiu I Teruki, the expression on Ji Zhiguo Ningning’s face instantly froze.

If it weren’t for maintaining her image and temperament, she really wanted to pick up the pan next to her and shoot this bastard into a meatloaf, when did she have this idea?

What the hell is this bastard talking nonsense?

After hearing Teruki Kume’s “self-righteous” thoughts just now,…

The students in the class instantly “suddenly realized”!

It turns out that this is the case?

No wonder, Ji Zhiguo Ning Ning “deliberately chose to forget how to cook” at this moment. ”

Indeed, this is the hand-to-hand guidance from the WGO Grand Executive!

With a “swoosh”, Chen Fei suddenly found that it seemed that those students in the class were all staring at their “hands!” ”