Who Eats the Halberd and Fights for the Front

“Hmm?!”

A blush floated up Akane Hinata’s cheeks.

The first taste brought by the dish touching the tip of the tongue is silky.

It’s just that when she swallowed the chewed noodles into her stomach, a warm current quietly spread in the stomach pouch.

Comfortable, cozy, relaxed….

Just tasting the food made Akane Hinata’s anxious heart instantly quiet.

And the most important thing is that the dish in front of her is the ‘spaghetti with meat sauce’ that she wants in her heart.

The students who witnessed this scene widened their eyes one after another, and even Kohei Sojin, who originally wanted to warn Summer not to say big things, was stunned in place for a while.

What happened?

Why did the dish, which looked almost identical to what they cooked, make the instructor show a gaffe?

“Is it magic?” Some students muttered.

And his remarks were also recognized by most students, after all, in their opinion, the summer dish similar to the one they made could win the affirmation of Akane Hinata, and could only be explained by casting magic on the dish.

“Magic?” Summer scoffed and said with a smile: “If you really want to know why?” Read the whiteboard carefully. ”

“What do you mean?”

“Are you saying we’re all blinded?”

“Now the transfer student is really more than a conceit!”

“Murakami-kun, isn’t your father opening a Western restaurant? You come and tell him what to do with ‘spaghetti with bolognese.'”

“Murakami-kun?”

Just as the students questioned the summer, several of the youths began their journey to find a partner.

Soon they found traces of their partners.

I saw that the young man known as Murakami-kun really returned to the whiteboard as Summer said and carefully read the contents of it.

“Murakami-kun, you are…” one of the young men was puzzled.

However, it was Murakami-kun’s ‘don’t make a mistake’ that responded to him.

After about a few minutes, Murakami-kun, who had read the contents of the whiteboard back and forth more than a dozen times, frowned and said, “‘Spaghetti with meat sauce’ probably didn’t use broccoli, right?” And the 120 grams of olive oil marked here is a bit too much, and…”

As he spoke, the words stopped abruptly.

I saw that except for Summer, the other trainees, including Kohei Sojin, all widened their eyes, as if they understood why the dishes they made did not satisfy the instructor.

In the final analysis, there are many misunderstandings because of the production method recorded on the whiteboard.

And these misunderstandings, if they can be taken seriously, they will definitely be able to find out, but they only care about competing for ingredients, they do not consider this at all.

At this moment, Akane Hinata, who had cleaned up the whole plate, took out a tissue and wiped the oil stains on the side of her mouth, and slowly said: “If I am not mistaken, in the three years of your middle school, there should be several classes that focus on the practice of pasta, and the spaghetti with meat sauce should also have been mentioned, right?” ”

Hearing this, the students lowered their heads in shame.

And Murakami-kun, who runs a western restaurant at home, is even more faceless and looks like he has made a mistake.

“The whiteboard is indeed made in a mistake, and I did it intentionally…” Hinata Akane continued, her gaze fell on the whiteboard, “Before the test started, I said that the only purpose of standing in this classroom is to make dishes that will satisfy the tasters!” ”

“And how to make dishes that satisfy the taste involves not only cooking experience, cooking common sense, but also the most basic understanding of the dish!”

“So even if you can detect it now, it’s too late, because if I’m a customer tasting food in your restaurant, then my complaint letter should have been submitted to your boss by this time.”

Listening to these words, the students were helpless.

Similarly, Summer also put away his smile and his expression was much more serious.

Akane Hinata’s words were used not only by Togetsu, but also by the entire culinary world, and although the results seemed unsatisfactory, the first drink made the mentality of the freshmen who had just risen from the middle to the high department instantly change.

Akane Hinata then returned her gaze to Summer and asked aloud, “What’s your name?” ”

“Summer.”

“Huh?!”

Hearing this, Akane Hinata’s expression froze, but she quickly recovered and continued: “Although your cooking is very good, I even say that I can’t evaluate it…”

“Hiss~”

The students gasped one after another, and even Kohei Sojin couldn’t help but open his mouth wide.

Feelings: The other party is not blindly arrogant, but really confident in their own cuisine?

“The mentor is over-prestigious.” Summer laughed.

However, Akane Hinata’s next words surprised Summer.

“But…”

“I obviously saw that you were the first to finish the dish, why did you choose to present the dish at the end? Do you want to be a savior? ”

Hearing this, Xia Xia hurriedly responded: “Mentor, I don’t have this kind of thought. ”

However, without waiting for Summer to finish explaining, he heard Akane Hinata continue, “Actually, I also thought of something about why you did this. You want to see if these students who grabbed the ingredients first can make dishes that satisfy me? Then it’s when you see that the dishes made by students other than you have been rated by me as unsatisfactory that you are sure that they really don’t realize the true purpose of this test…”

“As for why you said that, I think it’s because I said before, ‘You’re the worst I’ve ever had?’

Until Akane Hinata finished speaking, Summer couldn’t help but sigh when she came back to her senses: “Teacher Hinata, it’s a pity that you don’t become a psychology professor!” ”

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