Several judges and teachers had lunch ahead of time, and then gave the highest score one after another.
Meili took a piece of eggplant, pulled the last mouthful of rice in the bowl, put down the bowl, and felt a little dissatisfied.
There are too few fish flavored eggplants and they are too delicious. If five people eat a dish, a few chopsticks will be gone.
However, this is still the most delicious dish she has eaten since she returned to the city of chaos.
Sour, spicy, sweet, salty, a small piece of eggplant, but contains a intoxicating taste, thick and long, lingering fragrance, endless aftertaste.
Of course, the more amazing experience is that this fish flavored eggplant is cooked in front of them in the form of teaching, and still maintains an amazing degree of completion and delicious.
Elton got up and looked at McGonagall with a cheerful look. "Mr. McGonagall, we'll be colleagues from now on."
This morning, this is one of his most satisfied vocational training teachers, not one of them.
He even doubted whether McGonagall had ever been a teacher.
"Thank you." MEG nodded with a smile.
He is also very satisfied with his own test.
After all, I used to teach Phyllis, Anna and Mara to cook. I still have some experience in this aspect, and the effect of on-the-spot play is also good.
After the test, McGonagall stayed, put away the kitchen utensils and cooking utensils, said goodbye to the judges, took his clothes and went out.
MEG went to the bathroom, and just as he was washing his hands, he met Melly.
"Hi, Mr. McGonagall. It's Melly. Your food is delicious." Meili looked at him with a smile and said hello.
"Miss Melly, I'm flattered." McGonagall shook his head modestly and looked at the teacher with short brown hair. His eyebrows were delicate, his makeup was light, and his light brown eyes were bright and spiritual.
"Your restaurant is called the Mami restaurant, right?" Melly said again.
"You know?" McGonagall was a bit surprised. With his unforgettable memory, he could be sure that the teacher had not been to his restaurant.
"I read your column in the magazine, and I didn't think about it just now, but the fish flavored eggplant is very impressive, so I remember it again." Melly said with a smile.
"Come to the restaurant when you have time. Goodbye, Miss Melly." MEG washed his hands and turned away with a smile.
Luna was waiting for him outside. They talked and left.
Meili looked at their backs, showing a bit of thinking.
"The headmaster and Mr. McGonagall seem to be a good match, talented and beautiful." Whispered Sheila.
"Is the principal on good terms with him?" Asked Melly curiously.
Sheila looked at Melly and said, "I just went to the canteen to pick up food when I met an uncle. He said that Mr. McGonagall is an important investor in our hope school. Without him, there might not be our hope school."
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"I've just talked with some judges and teachers, and they all agree that you are qualified for the job of Chef Teacher." Luna walked beside MEG and said with a smile.
"Is this early admission?" MEG laughed.
"It's a great honor for an excellent chef like you to come to the hope school to teach." Luna said seriously.
In the previous McGonagall test, she watched the whole process. She was surprised at McGonagall's field control ability, and even more moved by his selfless presentation of such a precious recipe as fish flavored eggplant.
Recently, she knows about the "McMillan craze" in the food industry of the chaotic city. Various restaurants have launched the same kind of food in McMillan restaurant one after another. Although most of the taste is not satisfactory, the meaning of the craze can not be concealed.
If children can follow MEG to learn a few specialties, they can easily get a good job in various restaurants.
"You didn't plan to set up a chef major before, did you?" MEG stopped, looked at her and asked.
"Yes." Luna didn't hide anything about it. "I'll contact the construction team today, and I'll build a chef training site as soon as possible."
MEG shook his head with a smile and said: "this major is proposed by me. Let me design and build the training site. I think there is an empty space next to the canteen. Can I use it?"
"This..." Luna hesitated.
"In fact, my idea is to set up a chef college, which may be smaller in the initial stage, but the goal is to become the best chef training base in the whole continent of Nolan and the Holy Land in the hearts of chefs." McGonagall smile, "so, I want to make the training site more professional, this thing, I'm afraid other people can't do."
Luna looked at MEG with the same smile on her face. She nodded and said, "OK, I'll give you the land next to the canteen."
"Thank you." MEG nodded, walked around the school with Luna, and then left.
Standing at the gate of the school, McGonagall looked back at the new teaching buildings with a smile on his face.
Who can imagine that he has become a glorious teacher?
Even if it's just a part-time job, he still feels a little strange.
MEG went to the textile mill by the way and ordered a group of excellent craftsmen from Ashley.
There are still six days to go before the opening of the hope school. He wants to build the chef training base before the opening of the school to avoid affecting the opening of the school.
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"Are you going to be a teacher in hope school?" At lunch, Irina looked at MEG in surprise and asked.
The girls stopped and looked at MEG.
"Father, are you going to be a teacher?" Amy is surprised to jump up from the chair, in her heart, the teacher is super powerful, such as teacher Luna.
"What do you teach, boss?" Mia asked curiously.
"How to make all the beautiful girls in the city fall in love with me?" Angela toughis.
"The answer is a little closer." MEG called Angela, "go to New Oriental chef college!"
"Are you going to teach the children how to cook?" Phyllis knows it at one point.
"Yes, hope school has set up vocational training courses. When I visited the school today, I just met Miss Luna and applied to become a part-time teacher. I have passed the test." MEG nodded with a smile.
"Miss McGonagall." Cried Anna crisply.
"Well, good, little Anna." McGonagall nodded with a smile. He was one of his students.
"Don't you delay children's study?" Irina asked.
"Learning is actually a means, not only for knowledge, magic and martial arts, but also for those children from poor families. It is more practical for them to have a foothold in society and get rid of their parents' poverty and inability to get rid of the mire." MEG shook his head slightly.