The Luck of All Worlds

At this time, the red-haired boy said.

"Hey! And us!"

Nakiri Erina seemed to have only seen them at this time (bfdd) and said.

"Are you sure you want to accept this challenge?"

"Of course, it's been a long time since the moon is over, and it must be coming in. By the way, as long as it's an egg, you can cook anything, right!"

The red-haired boy walked straight to the edge of the cooking table.

The peach-pink bob-haired girl said righteously.

"I don't think there are people who would dare to challenge our Erina-sama. It seems that they are some ignorant people. You must know that our Erina-sama is the youngest member of the Tozuki Ten Master Council——"

But no one was listening at all.

Shangguan Binghen and the red-haired boy had already walked to the cooking table, each preparing their dishes.

The red-haired boy picked up a knife and clicked his tongue.

"This knife is really good!"

Nakiri Erina and the pink bob-haired girl raised their brows, barely gnashing their teeth.

Shangguan Binghen tapped the egg slowly, then picked up a pair of chopsticks, and then, like a spinning top, the stirring speed was almost as fast as an egg mixer.

The red-haired boy on the other side also started to get busy.

The young man was very good at cutting vegetables, and he was very skilled at cutting vegetables, and it looked like he had been immersed for many years.

Erina Nakiri sat down on the stool brought by the pink bob girl, raised her legs, and waited patiently.

The pink bob girl handed Nakiri Erina a document with two resumes for admission.

One is called Shangguan Binghen, and the other is called Xingping Chuangzhen.

When I look at the background column, there is nothing there.

Compared with other wealthy children or the sons of political and business celebrities, they are simply weak.

Nakiri Erina sneered arrogantly, "It turned out to be a second-rate chef at the bottom, so I will reluctantly take a bite of their dishes!"

The pink bob girl added.

"The dishes made by such low-level chefs are probably not very noble, and I am afraid that I don't know the advanced cooking method of eggs. If you really can't eat them, please Nakiri Erina-sama spit them out!".

Chapter 3 Secret Egg Bibimbap

The arrogant conversation between the two did not affect Shangguan Binghen and the red-haired boy, and the two even took time to chat.

The red-haired boy looked at Shangguan Binghen's egg-beating technique with a bright face, and there was a fiery flash in his eyes, which was a challenge that was definitely eager to try.

The red-haired boy said.

"You're really good at beating eggs-wrong!"

The corners of Shangguan Binghen's lips twitched, and he smiled back indifferently.

"Each each other."

The red-haired boy introduced himself enthusiastically.

"By the way, my name is Koping Soma, what about you, what's your name?"

Shangguan Binghen nodded politely.

"Shangguan Binghen."

Xingping Chuang really looked at Shangguan Binghen from top to bottom and said.

"It looks like you should be older than me, then, I'll call you Senior Shangguan!"

After all, no matter how Shangguan Binghen responded, he was just one senior Shangguan.

The look of the two of them being engaged and ignoring made Nakiri Erina and the bob girl feel very unreasonable, Nakiri Erina and the pink bob girl said.

"This Shangguan Binghen is a transfer student in the third year of high school. How did this kind of student who came in halfway pass the review meeting? I really want to know, Yuanyue, an elite aristocratic school with a graduation rate of less than [-]%, this Shangguan Bing How can Hen please my tongue so that he can get in and outperform all the students before the third year of high school. Hehe, my tongue is very picky."

The pink bob girl leaned over and said to Erina Nakiri.

"Lord Erina, it looks like he's going to make a steamed egg custard?"

There was a hint of contempt in the tone of the pink bob head girl.

To make such a simple dish to fool others, and also to fool Erina-sama of Totsuki Shijie!This is called Shangguan Binghen, is his brain stuck?

Nakiri Erina smiled playfully, a little cold.

"It turned out to be egg custard. This seemingly simple practice of wanting to become a high-end cuisine has been in front of me for a long time. This person really doesn't know whether to live or die."

Egg custard, a seemingly very simple dish, but if you want to steam the eggs well, both the heat and the craftsmanship are a test, and the process of this dish is too simple, so even if the eggs are made of expensive varieties , it is not something that can be put on the table.

Unless some precious ingredients are put in the egg custard, this dish can be regarded as a noble table!

While the two were discussing, Shangguan Binghen had already brought the egg custard.

I put the egg custard in the transparent bowl upside down and put it into an ivory white porcelain bowl. Surprisingly, this egg custard turned out to be white.