C104 A wager on whether you will win

Chapter 104

Han Qianyue's appearance was outside of Tang Meng Rui's expectations.

However, he was not surprised.

After all, even the young mistresses of famous young mistresses would attend such a class.

Han Qianyue was not good at anything else, but was very active when it came to mingling with the young mistresses of the upper echelons.

At this moment, everyone uniformly turned their gaze, and looked towards Han Qianyue who was behind them.

As if he had noticed that everyone was looking at her, Han Qianyue did not avoid their gazes. Instead, he raised his neck even more and unrestrainedly sized up Tang Meng Rui.

This kind of unbridled gaze made Tang Chu Rui feel very uncomfortable.

Under Han Qianyue's brazen and contemptuous gaze, Tang Meng Rui only smiled faintly and replied, "Thank you for your reminder."

Other than that, there was nothing else.

The cooking lesson soon began.

The beautiful teacher was shuttling through props, discussing how to cook Western cuisine with the students in the high-end electronic equipment of their baking oven.

Since the teacher was not paying attention to her, Tang Chu Rui felt a lot more relaxed and did not feel any pressure.

She continued to cook the sour stew according to her own taste.

All of this made this place seem lively, as if it was going to be filled with the liveliness of a spring couplet.

Other than her, every other table seemed like the young ladies were cultivating their own exquisite craftsmanship. His cooking posture was as smooth as flowing water, as smooth as arranging flowers and performing tea. Every movement he made was graceful.

The processing of sour soup and fat cattle was not complicated, but how to make them delicious was a question that was currently on her mind.

At the next few tables, the ladies of high society began to discuss amongst themselves.

"Look, she's stir-fried so much that it's greasy all over the place. Aren't you afraid that your hands will get dirty?"

The other one agreed quickly.

"Yeah, I was scared when I heard the sound of that oil frying. What if that red oil splashed onto our side? All of you, stay away from her, don't get so close! "

"Who do you think can cook such oily food? Wasn't it fine to let his aunt do this kind of work? To do it personally would cause the young mistress to lose face... "

Han Qianyue listened on from the side for a while and mocked at them.

"You guys are really thinking too much. She doesn't have any origin at all, why would you guys care about her dignity?" You guys really think too highly of her. I'm afraid that even she doesn't think much of herself! "

As soon as his voice fell, the entire crowd burst into laughter.

The people here were well-informed and knew how Tang Chu Rui had gotten into the upper class circle. This circle was narrow to begin with, with ten to ten times over. At this moment, many people looked down on her from the bottom of their hearts, believing that she had only relied on seductive methods to get to this point.

Someone said, "I guess she will be the lowest scorer in the entire competition today!"

A young lady who had a good relationship with Han Qianyue spoke up: "That's right, if she wasn't at the bottom, who would you expect to be at the bottom? Even this place has an educated young miss. If we were to be defeated by a wild chicken on the way, what kind of face would we have? "

Someone laughed.

"Of course she can't be outdone. Just look at the names of the dishes that he brought out. They're all finished products. Compared to the others, she's definitely at a disadvantage. Even the teacher doesn't want to spare him a glance!"

"Look, from the beginning to the end, the teacher was only on our side. She didn't even take a step towards us!"

Everyone turned their heads to look and discovered that this teacher really didn't like Tang Chu Rui or anything. Ever since he announced that they were going to start cooking, he hadn't taken a step towards them.

It was as if there was a distinct barrier separating the two sides of the barrier.

Someone suggested, "How about a bet? Betting on whether she will be at the bottom or not? "

Han Qianyue laughed.

"Then how do we bet on this?" Everyone has to be on the same side, so there's no way we can gamble. "

Someone echoed.

"That's right, that's right. Anyone with a little brain would know that Tang Muren doesn't have much hope for her. Who would still try to push her?"

"Let's make a bet!" Maybe someone really has a headache. "

Thus, when the teachers patrolling the area didn't look in their direction, the group of girls began to gamble and chatter.

They drew a line in the middle, the left side betting that Tang would be at the bottom, the right side betting against the other side, and after a few minutes, the left side betting as high as a mountain, almost everyone betting their money over there.

The one on the right was empty, like a lonely wilderness.

Seeing that the mountain was piled up higher and higher, Han Qianyue's eyes revealed a pleased look, but she still unavoidably spoke out in a regretful manner: "What should we do? If all bets were placed on one side and no one else was on the other, what was there to bet on? There's no one here! "

Just as everyone looked at each other in dismay and didn't know what to do, a slender arm extended from the crowd and said, "I'll bet."

These two words were spoken so straightforwardly and decisively that everyone couldn't help but turn around to see who had placed the bet on the other side.

When they saw that person, a surprised look flashed across everyone's face.

"Tang Chu Rui?" Han Qianyue scoffed, "You're really confident in yourself, aren't you afraid of losing all your bets?"

Tang Gu Rui acted as if she didn't hear what Han Qianyue was saying at all.

She simply placed the stake on the other side by herself, her expression as normal as usual.

Compared to the mountain of wager on the other side, what she had taken out seemed like a drop in the bucket. Everyone was laughing loudly.

Han Qianyue opened her mouth: "You are actually … Dead pigs are not afraid of boiling water. "

Tang Chu Rui smiled. "Didn't you say it was a bet? If there's a bet like this, then there must be a bet that's on the other side. What, don't you all want me to bet? "

After he said that, he looked around with a cold gaze. Those who were swept by him all shut their mouths silently.

Indeed, Tang's bet on the other side made the situation even better.

Han Qianyue said coldly: "Alright, then let's see who wins and who loses in the end. Otherwise, wouldn't you have enough money to split the money with everyone?"

Tang Chu Rui didn't say much and left the crowd, continuing to busy herself with the matters at hand.

By this time the pot was boiling, and she was concentrating on the smell of the food.

This was one of her favorite dishes. When she was young, her grandma would cook it for her. However, in the years since she had to gather tuition fees and continue working to supplement her family's income, she had seldom worked so meticulously on anything like this.

Everyone's baked goods were soon done. Each of them handed their items to their teacher, who first took a look at the work of the girl who was in front.

What she cooked was a classic Japanese cuisine, the Water-Sapphire Mystery Pancake. The main ingredient was the glutinous rice paste along with other supplementary ingredients. The entire picture was sparkling and translucent like a transparent drop of water.

Putting a few green leaves under the Water-Heart Mystery Pancake would make people think that the dew had just fallen onto the green leaves and been freshly plucked from the tree.

The teacher used a spoon to gently poke open the Mysterious Pancake letter and placed it in his mouth as he patiently savored the taste. Everyone stretched their heads out. Judging from the color, this piece of work must have passed. It was just that when it came to tasting the taste, whether it tasted good or not was a different story altogether.

However, looking at the expression on her teacher's face, she seemed to be satisfied with her work. It seemed that she liked this piece of work.

This made the people behind him a little nervous, and they even felt that they were lacking in confidence in the work they were doing.

Next, the teacher tasted the second piece he had brought out.

The girl cooked the spaghetti. It was just that the spaghetti looked simple and didn't require many steps, but in reality, it was very clear. It was as if every single one of the spaghetti was covered in thick, juicy sauce. Just a glance was enough to arouse the deepest desire in a person's appetite.

For some foods, the simpler the dishes were, the more it would test the culinary skills. This was because people would have to add something different to something simple to create a deep impression.

The teacher took a fork, gently held it in place, and slowly rotated the fork until the noodles were wrapped around it. After tasting it, he nodded and said.

"Not bad, there are some foundations for it."

The girl who was praised maintained a polite and proper smile, slightly nodded, without being overly excited.

Han Qianyue muttered.

"Why are all of you fighting like this? Could it be that you've secretly hired some kind of chef to teach you all?" Isn't it just a cooking lesson? Is there a need to gather so many people and bring out their limits to such an extent? "

Unexpectedly, Han Qianyue could only mutter this under her breath, and very quickly, her voice was heard by her teacher.

The teachers crossed the middle and took the lead to walk in front of Han Qianyue.

"What did you make?"

Han Qianyue knew that she was in the wrong.

"Teacher, this is my work."

The teacher glanced at it and seemed unsatisfied. He then took a sip, and his dissatisfied expression became even more obvious.

She opened her mouth and scolded, "What is this? You're just being perfunctory, aren't you? "

From the corner of his eyes, Han Qianyue glanced at Tang Meng Rui and said, "Teacher, if what I'm doing can't be considered as something, then why don't you criticize her?"

Han Qianyue pointed to the bowl of sour soup, which was in front of Tang Meng Rui.

The teacher walked up to her.

Tang Xurui's bowl of sour soup, which was the same color as those in the low-level cuisine restaurants, looked inconspicuous. The hot oil that had just left the pot was still boiling on it.

Han Qianyue stirred the fire at the side: "How do you know Teacher won't eat when you're cooking so spicy? Teacher is here to savor the delicacies of different countries. Like this, you're deliberately using chili to numb her taste buds, making it so that she won't be able to taste anything delicious in the future, right? "

Tang Chu Rui did not speak. Silence at this time was actually the best choice.

The teacher's expression was somewhat complicated. He picked up the chopsticks and dipped them into the soup before stuffing them into his mouth.

In just an instant, her expression lit up. Without any hesitation, she picked up a piece of fat cow from inside and put it into her mouth.

The third time, she stirred the bowl with interest, neutralizing the soup. Her expression was mixed with joy.

Seeing her expression, Han Qianyue could not sit still.

"How is it, teacher?"

At this point in time, the teacher was silent.

Everyone stretched their necks, all eyes focused on her.

Compared to other famous young mistresses, this dish cooked by Tang Meng Rui wasn't the highest in style, and the machines and equipment she used were a bit thinner than the others. However, it didn't have that much of a lineup, but instead gave this dish a more primitive fragrance.

Chewing on the food in his mouth, he felt like he had suddenly met a small restaurant on the street. Although it was slightly different from the five-star restaurant he had expected, the atmosphere was still unexpected.

The teacher nodded his head in satisfaction. When he opened his eyes, he couldn't help but want to eat the rest of the food.

She glanced at the others.

Those were all the same baked sweets and fruit juice drinks. She had already tasted other people's cooking skills during her previous cooking lessons.

At last she could not help raising her hand.

"The one with the highest score today is this lady!"

Everyone's eyes widened.

After the cooking lessons ended, Tang Meng Rui's gaze lightly fell on Han Qianyue's body.

Han Qianyue looked away, purposely not looking at her.

"I've come to ask for my wager. You won't go back on your word, will you?"