Chapter 128

By the end of the second week of the Monthly Test, the results were publicly announced. Ilan had successfully achieved the small goal that he had set for himself, becoming the tenth from last place, while Han Jinxiang was still the last. Although her ranking remained the same, Han Jinxiang's grades for all her subjects had greatly increased, and her mathematics had reached the passing mark.

Bai Yiming was quite satisfied with his result. After praising Ilan You and Han Jinxiang in the class, he was even more determined to follow his master.

He was even more sincere when he went home to pay his respects to Han Jinxiang's parents.

It was Saturday, November 23rd, and the parents of the students usually had time as well. Some of them even came with their parents, and had successfully applied for permission to use the dishes on Saturday in the first year of high school (B) class. On Friday night, everyone paid well and ordered their dishes.

However, when the parents arrived one after another on Saturday morning, everyone was stunned.

In the entire class, almost no one knew how to cook. There were only a few girls who knew how to cook, yet they had to cook for nearly fifty parents. Only now did they realize this.

"What should we do?" The kitchen was in chaos.

"Calm down." "Don't be noisy," Ilan called, frowning.

The noisy kitchen immediately quietened down, and everyone turned to look at Ilan to listen to her plan.

"Those who can't cook now, raise your hands." Ilan looked up at his classmates. "The kind that doesn't know anything."

Five or six people raised their hands.

"You guys go outside and receive the parents. Take care of the parents." "No," Ilan said.

"Alright." The few of them nodded and walked out.

"Those who can cook but are not good at it, raise their hands." Ilan continued.

Seven more scattered people raised their hands.

"You guys go wash all the vegetables you bought." They didn't have any experience in this area, so they didn't have enough time to complete the preparations.

"Alright." These people rolled up their sleeves and went to wash the vegetables.

"Those who are good at cooking raise their hands." "Now, prepare a menu of dishes to be prepared from the ingredients that we have prepared today." Elantris glanced at the ten people who had raised their hands.

"Alright." The ten of them nodded and followed suit.

"The remaining people are responsible for helping, cooking and cutting vegetables for us." "Is that all?"

"Sure." These students nodded their heads and followed his instructions.

Ilan looked at the bustling crowd with worry. She had only made some simple arrangements and didn't know what would happen next.

Three minutes later, the student in charge of preparing the menu walked over with something in hand. "Class Rep You You, take a look at the menu that we wrote."

"Right." Ilan took it and read the contents from beginning to end. There were a total of 30 dishes. All of them were homemade stir-fried vegetables and simple cold mixed vegetables. "Let's start, let's make the cold dishes first."

"Right." The few of them nodded their heads, rolled up their sleeves, and prepared to make their move.

"Faint." Wang Xiaoman walked over and said, "Last night, I asked my mother to write two or three dishes at the last minute. See if they can be used."

"Aunt Chi's recipe?" She looked at the few sheets of paper in her hands, and it seemed that it was not difficult to operate. Even the temperature and the temperature had been marked out. They had also bought the dishes on the menu. "Xiaoman, go and cook according to this menu."

"Me?" Wang Xiaoman quickly waved her hands, "I can't do it. My mom tried to teach me how to cook since I was young, but failed every time."

"…" At this time, Ilan thought of the black and grey scrambled eggs that Xiaoman had cooked before, "Forget it, I'll do it. Help me keep an eye on everyone and resolve any problems."

"Got it." Wang Xiaoman nodded, "I'm good at that."

Chi Yue used to work in the cafeteria and would bring the young Wang Xiaoman there every time. What she did the most was to do homework in the corner of the kitchen while watching the chef shout out to control the situation and the rhythm of the kitchen.

After that, when the boss said that Chi Yue was not allowed to take the children to work anymore, Chi Yue could not be at ease because Wang Xiaoman was at home. Since the nursing team was too expensive, she quit her job as a chef.

"Right." Ilan rolled up her sleeves and walked over to the empty stove. She was quite interested in this recipe.

After washing his hands, he put the menu to one side. At the same time, he took a piece of pork and boiled it in boiling water, at the same time, he sliced off the skin of the taro that had not been processed yet, cutting it into large pieces, then fished out the oil control from the small fire. Once the taro was processed, the other side of the pork was ready to be cooked.

She somehow doubted the recipe. After some thought, she removed the two spices from the recipe and placed them in the fennel. Then she steamed it in the fire. The moment she removed the lid, the aroma filled the air.

The other students in the kitchen kept looking at him and swallowing their saliva. They really wanted to …

He then poured the broth into the pot and stirred it with water and starch. Finally, he sprinkled it on the taro and meat on the plate. The meat was done.

The fragrance wafted from the kitchen into the dining room. The parents could not help but take a deep breath when they smelled the fragrance. It was so fragrant.

A parent could not help but ask, "What is such a fragrant dish?"

"Yes?" I think it's the taste of meat. " Another parent mumbled and looked in the direction of the kitchen.

"Chi Yue, it's really fragrant." Yuan Hui, who was sitting at the front, asked Chi Yue, who was sitting beside him, "Do you smell it?" Seeing Chi Yue's serious expression, Yuan Hui nudged Chi Yue with his arm and asked, "What are you thinking about?"

"No, nothing." Chi Yue shook his head and smiled, "It's taro meat."

"Oh." Yuan Hui nodded her head. It wasn't that she was good at cooking, but in the past, it was because she didn't need to cook at home, but in the future, when her family went bankrupt and divorced, she would take the ball out to clean herself and go out. With everything gone, she could only learn to cook and live her own life.

Chi Yue looked deeply in the direction of the kitchen. There was no mistake about this smell. Someone had changed her recipe.

Yesterday, when Wang Xiaoman asked her to write the recipe, although she hesitated for a moment, she still agreed to it. Yesterday, when Wang Xiaoman asked her to write the recipe, she hesitated for a moment.

Then, who changed her recipe?

The rest of the two chapters will be updated by two o'clock this afternoon," Chu Qi said.