我爱色播

Cooking wasn\'t difficult, but mastering cooking and making scrumptious dishes were.

The children finished cooking the hot and sour shredded potatoes one by one. Plates of hot and sour shredded potatoes that looked different were brought to the lectern and placed according to their student numbers.

There was only one helping that was charred. Mag knew it came from Pete, the chap who refused to turn down the heat even as he watched his dish turn black in the pot.

Meanwhile, it was common that the shredded potatoes were stuck together and slightly burnt. This was the result of pursuing speed and failing to remove the starch with water carefully. The control of the heat was also very important.

Of course, there were excellent dishes that looked fantastic.

!!

For example, Farah\'s shredded potatoes. The golden brown potatoes were evenly shredded and glistening. The shredded potatoes were all separated and looked very refreshing. It was almost as good as the one he made.

Mag took out a bowl of rice and began the most nervous sampling part.

The children stared at the lectern and waited for the results nervously.

Mag didn\'t eat the dishes according to their student numbers. Instead, he ate the ones that were completed first.

Farah\'s shredded potatoes were already slightly cold, but that didn\'t make the taste worse.

The sourness and spiciness triggered his taste buds starting from the tip of his tongue. The shredded potatoes were crispy and juicy. They were still in the best eating condition.

A mouthful of shredded potatoes with a mouthful of rice simply tasted fantastic.

"Farah, 100 points." Mag declared on the spot. "Be it the cutting skills, the cooking process and the final presentation, Farah has done it perfectly."

What was a benchmark? That was a benchmark.

Perfect score for cutting skills, perfect score for cooking techniques and perfect score for the final product. She was the best in the current batch of students.

"Full marks!"

Farah\'s awesome!"

"She\'s the first to complete it, and… it looks so well-done!"

The children looked at Farah with an envious and admirable gaze.

Farah\'s excellence was obvious and the children trusted Mag\'s judgment and scoring.

Farah\'s mouth was slightly agape, as though she was shocked with the score that Mag gave her. However, all the gazes which were focused on her made her blush. She lowered her head but she curved her lips upwards uncontrollably.

She had been used to scolding and jeers since she was young. She had never expected to be praised and recognized like this one day.

Furthermore, she really liked to cook.

Turning seemingly ordinary ingredients into scrumptious dishes simply felt amazing. It was as though she was giving them a new lease of life.

Because she liked it, she treasured every chance she had to cook.

"Bruno, 62 points." Mag declared the second child\'s score right away and gave his critique. "There is still a lot of room for improvement for the cutting skills. Your peeling technique isn\'t good, so you need to use three potatoes to make a plate of shredded potatoes. The cooking process was correct overall, but you need to improve your control of the heat. The sour taste is too strong. It can be better."

Bruno nodded humbly and he wasn\'t depressed over Mag\'s harsh critique. Instead, he had an even stronger conviction in his eyes.

Mag gave out the scores and critiques as he tasted the dishes.

The score was made up of three parts: cutting skills, cooking techniques and the final product.

Mag\'s critique was very direct. He would praise the good parts and point out the bad parts. He would correct what needs to be corrected.

The children\'s toughness was better than what Mag had expected. At least, the situation of the children breaking down due to the points and critiques didn\'t happen.

"Pete, 30 points." Mag looked at that patch of black shredded potatoes and eventually put down his chopsticks. He looked at Pete, who was blushing furiously, and meaningfully said, "Pete, cooking is a very nimble event. The chef needs to react according to the situation. The heat of this stove can be controlled. Frying quickly when you realized that the heat was too strong was useless. You could have solved the problem easily by lowering the heat."

"Can the heat actually be controlled?!" Pete looked shocked.

"I think you seemed to be dozing off when the Teacher was explaining how to use the stove that day.. " the classmate next to him said softly.

"I know I\'m wrong now, Teacher." Pete\'s face got even redder.

"Alright. That\'s all for today\'s test." Mag looked at the children and smilingly said, "This score represents your current standard. Of course, it\'s only for now.

"Those with a low score, don\'t have to be depressed. This means that you have a lot of room for improvement.

"Those with a high score shouldn\'t be proud. If you don\'t improve, your hardworking classmates will overtake you easily.

"Such a test will be conducted every time after a dish is taught to you. The students who failed, will be given a week to practice and take a retest the following Friday after school until they pass.

Now, you have five minutes to clear up your cooking bench. We\'ll be starting our new course soon."

The result of this test was quite satisfactory. Other than Farah, there were also a few children who got 80 and above.

Beck had gotten 80 points. This result was among the better ones in the class.

When the children were clearing their cooking bench, Mag went to Farah and smilingly asked as he looked at the plate of salt & pepper potatoes, "May I try some of this?"

"Yes." Farah nodded and gave him a pair of chopsticks with a nervous and expectant expression.

During the test earlier, she made a plate of salt & pepper potatoes after she completed the hot and sour shredded potatoes.

Mag popped a piece of salt & pepper potato into his mouth. The potato was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. Together with the salt & pepper aroma, it resembled the roadside snacks he had in his previous life.

"Hmm. Not bad." Mag put down his chopsticks and looked at Farah with an increasingly satisfied gaze.

He had only mentioned this salt & pepper potatoes\' cooking method in class last week. He hadn\'t demonstrated it before, so he didn\'t expect Farah would try making it after she returned home and she even did such a good job.

However, Mag\'s praises simply stopped there. Too many praises for a good student would cause her to lose her friends.

"Thank you." Farah nodded slightly. Her joy and delight were all hidden in her eyes.

Miya was also looking at Farah smilingly. She was indeed right about her. She was a hard working girl.

The morning\'s course was soon over in the midst of the intense teaching.

Mag\'s teaching was focused on practicality and building the children\'s spirit of exploration and experimentation.

After learning a few dishes from him, at least they wouldn\'t starve after they left school. They could set up their own restaurants or work as a chef.

Of course, he expected more from them.

They were the seeds that he had planted for the Norland Continent\'s Food & Beverage industry. He wondered how many of them would grow into strapping trees in the future.